"Palace Master, you rest first and leave the rest to me."

Nangong gently held Gong Xianxian in his arms and took good care of her, as if the most precious thing in the world was being held in his arms. His movements were gentle, for fear of making her feel even the slightest bit uncomfortable.

He placed her in the Skeleton King's palm, and then he turned around with peace of mind and flew towards Jinhua's direction.

Jinhua was still immersed in the grief of the broken jade flute, and actually had no intention of evading Nangong's attack. She just sat there blankly, looking at the jade flute powder scattered in the wind, her eyes full of pain.

The jade flute was the only thing he left to himself. Now that the jade flute was broken, all her hopes were shattered.

"Don't hurt my mother."

Nangong's sword was only half a meter away from Jinhua, but within this half-meter distance, Zhonglou quickly moved in front of Jinhua, opening his arms to tightly protect Jinhua behind him.

The long sword that had already struck directly stopped moving half an inch in front of Zhonglou's chest, and a gust of sword wind cut off half of the long hair on his temples.

What a thrill!

Nangong looked at Zhonglou coldly, pointing the sword directly at his chest. Did he know that if he had stopped just half a second later, he would have died under his own sword? Jinhua deliberately harmed him, even a moment ago

He almost killed all of them, and now he was still protecting her?

"You want to protect her?"

Nangong's thin lips opened slightly, and his eyebrows frowned slightly. If he hadn't arrived in time, all of them would have died, but now he still wants to protect her!

"She is my mother-in-law, and I will not allow anyone to hurt her."

Chonglou raised his eyes to look at Nangong, with blood and tears still streaming from the corners of his eyes, but he resolutely opened his hands to protect Jinhua behind him, and would not let Nangong take another step forward no matter what.

"Chonglou, are you crazy? She just wanted to kill you, and you are still protecting her now? Are you just showing off your head?"

Nangong didn't say anything, but Jiang Xingye rushed up at this moment. He looked at Chonglou who was protecting Jinhua with an angry look on his face. He had seen such a stupid person before.

"She can kill me, but I can't kill her!"

Chonglou stubbornly stood in front of Jinhua with a firm look on his face: "If you want to kill her, kill me first."

Chonglou raised his head and looked into Nangong's eyes without flinching at all.

Nangong looked at Chonglou with such firm eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then gently put down the long sword in his hand.

"I don't care about your family affairs. I can only spare her this time. If she hurts the palace master again next time, I will not forgive her lightly, even if I have to fight you to death."

Nangong put down the cold words, put away the long sword, turned around and flew to the side of the Skeleton King, picked up the unconscious Gong Xianxian from his palm, and gently fed her a pill in his hand.

Then he handed her over to Jiang Xingye with peace of mind, but he turned around to see the injuries of Situ Junyi and Ye Ling.

He took out the elixir and let Ye Ling and Situ Junyi eat it respectively. Ye Ling's injury was pretty good. When he went back and let Wu Yue treat him well, he would be able to recover in a few days. However, Situ Junyi was seriously injured and has been suffering from

While in coma, he even developed a fever due to excessive bleeding.

Nangong frowned slightly. His elixir could only temporarily stop his injuries from worsening, but he must be sent back for treatment as soon as possible.

But Jinhua's eyes were filled with shock when he saw Chonglou attacking Nangong for him.

"Why are you crying like a cat and pretending to be compassionate? If you don't kill me today, I won't be willing to honor you in the future."

Jinhua stretched out his hand to cover his chest and raised his eyes to look at Zhonglou warily. His eyes were full of defense, but there was no trace of affection at all.

Chonglou felt very uncomfortable in his chest. Looking at Jinhua who was so defensive about him, it felt like there was a huge stone pressing on his chest. He still couldn't believe that the mother who raised him single-handedly would one day kill him.

"Queen Mother, if my son wanted the position of the Demon King, then the throne would have been my son's already. How could it be that you, Queen Mother, are still in control of the Demon Realm today?"

Chonglou looked at Jinhua with a look of sorrow on his face. His mother didn't trust him so much, thinking that saving her was just an act. After so many years of family affection, did she really not have any tenderness towards him?

If he wanted to be the Demon Lord, five thousand years ago, the four demon emperors gathered in the Demon Palace and forced Jinhua to abdicate and give up the Demon Lord's throne to Chonglou. In the eyes of the four demon emperors, Jin Hua had to abdicate.

Hua is the Demon Lord, but the prince has not grown up yet. The Demon Realm cannot be without a master for a day, so it is forced to let a female generation take control of the Demon Realm.

But now that the Chonglou has grown, the position of the Demon Lord should be returned immediately.

But Chonglou has never been interested in taking the throne. At that time, he also tried to persuade him a lot, saying that he was not yet capable enough and would wait until he was capable to rise to the throne. Therefore, the four demon emperors withdrew from the Demon Palace.

It's not that Jinhua didn't know about this, but Chonglou felt a little chilly at the moment. It turned out that the 50,000-year-long love between mother and son was no match for her suspicion of herself.

"Mother, in fact, even if you directly tell my son to give up the position of Demon Lord to his younger brother, I will never say no. You are my mother, and I dare not disobey my mother's orders. It's just that

I never thought that, Queen Mother, you would have so little confidence in me."

Chonglou felt a pain in his heart. For 50,000 years, the one he respected the most was Jinhua. Precisely because he knew that she was not his biological mother, she was able to raise him well in the Demon Palace and support him in the name of mother and son, so he committed suicide.

He has been very obedient to Jinhua's words since he was a child. As long as it is Jinhua's order, he has never dared to disobey and will never say no.

In his heart, although Jinhua was not his biological mother, his nurturing love could not be faked. In his heart, Jinhua was his mother.

"You really think so?"

Jinhua looked at Chonglou with doubts in his eyes.

"The Queen Mother should know that my son has never told a lie to the Queen Mother since he was a child."

Chonglou looked at Jinhua, his eyes full of sincerity. In his heart, the position of the Demon Lord was far less important than that of his mother. Anyone who wanted to sit on that throne could sit on it. As long as he could control the Demon Realm well, he would not

Half a complaint.

Jinhua looked at Chonglou, his eyes were no longer as cold as before, and two lines of clear tears flowed down his face. Yes, Chonglou was raised by himself since he was a child. He knew very well what kind of nature he had, and it was because he did not give him any advice.

He has enough trust.

But just when Jinhua was about to speak to Chonglou, she suddenly felt a stinging pain in her heart. She looked down and saw that the bead chain made of spiritual stones in her hand broke instantly.

The colorful spiritual stones were scattered on the ground. Jinhua's face was instantly panicked. He reached out and pinched Chonglou's neck tightly, "Why did you lie to me?"

"Palace Master, you rest first and leave the rest to me."

Nangong gently held Gong Xianxian in his arms and took good care of her, as if the most precious thing in the world was being held in his arms. His movements were gentle, for fear of making her feel even the slightest bit uncomfortable.

He placed her in the Skeleton King's palm, and then he turned around with peace of mind and flew towards Jinhua's direction.

Jinhua was still immersed in the grief of the broken jade flute, and actually had no intention of evading Nangong's attack. She just sat there blankly, looking at the jade flute powder scattered in the wind, her eyes full of pain.

The jade flute was the only thing he left to himself. Now that the jade flute was broken, all her hopes were shattered.

"Don't hurt my mother."

Nangong's sword was only half a meter away from Jinhua, but within this half-meter distance, Zhonglou quickly moved in front of Jinhua, opening his arms to tightly protect Jinhua behind him.

The long sword that had already struck directly stopped moving half an inch in front of Zhonglou's chest, and a gust of sword wind cut off half of the long hair on his temples.

What a thrill!

Nangong looked at Zhonglou coldly, pointing the sword directly at his chest. Did he know that if he had stopped just half a second later, he would have died under his own sword? Jinhua deliberately harmed him, even a moment ago

He almost killed all of them, and now he was still protecting her?

"You want to protect her?"

Nangong's thin lips opened slightly, and his eyebrows frowned slightly. If he hadn't arrived in time, all of them would have died, but now he still wants to protect her!

"She is my mother-in-law, and I will not allow anyone to hurt her."

Chonglou raised his eyes to look at Nangong, with blood and tears still streaming from the corners of his eyes, but he resolutely opened his hands to protect Jinhua behind him, and would not let Nangong take another step forward no matter what.

"Chonglou, are you crazy? She just wanted to kill you, and you are still protecting her now? Are you just showing off your head?"

Nangong didn't say anything, but Jiang Xingye rushed up at this moment. He looked at Chonglou who was protecting Jinhua with an angry look on his face. He had seen such a stupid person before.

"She can kill me, but I can't kill her!"

Chonglou stubbornly stood in front of Jinhua with a firm look on his face: "If you want to kill her, kill me first."

Chonglou raised his head and looked into Nangong's eyes without flinching at all.

Nangong looked at Chonglou with such firm eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then gently put down the long sword in his hand.

"I don't care about your family affairs. I can only spare her this time. If she hurts the palace master again next time, I will not forgive her lightly, even if I have to fight you to death."

Nangong put down the cold words, put away the long sword, turned around and flew to the side of the Skeleton King, picked up the unconscious Gong Xianxian from his palm, and gently fed her a pill in his hand.

Then he handed her over to Jiang Xingye with peace of mind, but he turned around to see the injuries of Situ Junyi and Ye Ling.

He took out the elixir and let Ye Ling and Situ Junyi eat it respectively. Ye Ling's injury was pretty good. When he went back and let Wu Yue treat him well, he would be able to recover in a few days. However, Situ Junyi was seriously injured and has been suffering from

While in coma, he even developed a fever due to excessive bleeding.

Nangong frowned slightly. His elixir could only temporarily stop his injuries from worsening, but he must be sent back for treatment as soon as possible.

But Jinhua's eyes were filled with shock when he saw Chonglou attacking Nangong for him.

"Why are you crying like a cat and pretending to be compassionate? If you don't kill me today, I won't be willing to honor you in the future."

Jinhua stretched out his hand to cover his chest and raised his eyes to look at Zhonglou warily. His eyes were full of defense, but there was no trace of affection at all.

Chonglou felt very uncomfortable in his chest. Looking at Jinhua who was so defensive about him, it felt like there was a huge stone pressing on his chest. He still couldn't believe that the mother who raised him single-handedly would one day kill him.

"Queen Mother, if my son wanted the position of the Demon King, then the throne would have been my son's already. How could it be that you, Queen Mother, are still in control of the Demon Realm today?"

Chonglou looked at Jinhua with a look of sorrow on his face. His mother didn't trust him so much, thinking that saving her was just an act. After so many years of family affection, did she really not have any tenderness towards him?

If he wanted to be the Demon Lord, five thousand years ago, the four demon emperors gathered in the Demon Palace and forced Jinhua to abdicate and give up the Demon Lord's throne to Chonglou. In the eyes of the four demon emperors, Jin Hua had to abdicate.

Hua is the Demon Lord, but the prince has not grown up yet. The Demon Realm cannot be without a master for a day, so it is forced to let a female generation take control of the Demon Realm.

But now that the Chonglou has grown, the position of the Demon Lord should be returned immediately.
To be continued...