"A group of idiots, with smoke here, and a fart Phoenix Grass!" Just as everyone was talking, and when you were talking, a low and majestic voice suddenly floated in the air, and his tone felt a little disappointed.

"Who? Who, come out!" The soldiers swept into the sky in panic, but they didn't find that there was still a person hidden in the air.

"A group of stupid donkeys, can you shout at will?" The Holy Lord was slightly annoyed, and a terrifying aura suddenly pressed down from the sky. Everyone trembled all over, and a strong sense of suffocation came, as if a big hand was holding the heart, and a swelling pain.

The wind was blowing wildly, and the clothes were dancing wildly. The strong airflow made their cheeks hurt. In the sky, in the center of the whirlpool of the strong wind, an old man in black robe walked slowly, his silver pupils shone with sarcastic and arrogance. He looked at the 50,000 soldiers indifferently, and a sense of superior aura was scattered all over his body. He was completely arrogant without anger, which made people worship him from the bottom of his heart.

Strong!

The same words flashed through everyone's mind!

The old man in black robe and gold in front of him is undoubtedly the legendary strong man, an existence that makes them look up to or even worship.

The soldier who had yelled at the sky before was panicked and his face was full of nervousness. At this time, his regret was so blue that his intestines were blue. What did he do just now?

He actually shouted at a strong man's mission, "Oh my God, let's get a hole in the ground and let him get in."

"For Yan'er's sake, I don't care about your rudeness. You'll all be dispersed. You should do whatever you should do." Waving your hand, waved your long sleeves, and the next second, the Holy Lord floating in the sky disappeared and left.

The soldiers looked at me, I looked at you, and finally disbanded and left.

The strong wind blew, and the strong airflow made Shasha unable to open her eyes and landed in the Rose Palace the next second.

"Vomit, vape!" Murong Lanxue lay on the edge of the bed, vomiting so much that she felt weak, her face paler than before. She vomited all the things she had just eaten, and her stomach was still rolling, with sour water constantly rising.

"Queen, why don't you eat something more? If this continues, your body will not be able to stand it." The pink-clothed palace maid stepped forward and gently stroked Murong Lanxue's back, and persuaded.

In order to avoid vomiting continuously, Murong Lanxue began to reduce her diet in the past two days. Although the effect was much better than before, it was extremely unfavorable to her body. After all, she was still pregnant with a baby in her belly. Even if she didn't eat it, the children in her belly needed nutrition.

"I'll eat later. Take these out first and clean the ground again." Murong Lanxue shook her head and lay on the bed with the help of the palace maid. Her voice was extremely weak and she was weak.

"It's not okay not to eat!" A cold voice suddenly floated, and then Zhiyan, wearing a black robe, appeared in Murong Lanxue's sight.

Murong Lanxue, who had just lying down, thought she had hallucinations, and her eyes narrowed slightly. The person on the other side kept magnifying in front of her eyes, and finally came to her. Her wrists cooled down and her soft fingers rested on her pulse.

"Look, I'll say you'll scare my sister-in-law!" Shasha walked in from outside, said to Zhiyan, and then blinked at Murong Lanxue playfully, "Don't glar, either the hallucination, or the stinky girl Yan'er is back..."

A minute later, Zhiyan's eyebrows frowned, and a solemn appeared on her face. An evil aura eroded in Murong Lanxue's body, surrounding the fetus, and even vaguely showed signs of sucking.

The spiritual energy in Murong Lanxue's body was also disrupted, and wisps filled her body casually. If this continues, I am afraid that her spiritual power will disappear little by little and quietly turn into an ordinary person.

"How long has this been happening?" Zhiyan asked decisively without looking at the surprise and joy on Murong Lanxue's face because she saw her.

If she didn't come to find them temporarily, would she have to keep doing this? Even the child could not be saved?

When Zhiyan thought of this possibility, she felt chill in her heart, her face became particularly ugly, and a sense of hostility spread all over her body.
Chapter completed!