Nan Qianhe never expected that in his eyes, the seventh princess could not even gather her fighting spirit.
He was actually able to break free from his water curtain cell.
This simply shocked him.
When did she become so powerful? Even his father doesn't know?
She is now in mid-air, red light bursts out, just as Nan Siyan said, is she advancing?
Nan Liyou only felt that her whole body seemed to become much lighter again. She slowly opened her purple eyes and fell to the ground gracefully from mid-air.
Her face was flushed, and she smiled softly. Suddenly, her black hair suddenly sprouted, and she was so beautiful that it made people unable to open their eyes.
Nan Qianhe's face turned pale, and he pointed at her tremblingly: "You, when did you learn Dou Qi?"
"Yesterday!" Nan Liyou laughed softly, a trace of contempt flashed in his purple eyes.
"Yesterday?" Nan Qianhe was slightly startled, and he was in a trance. "You just learned fighting spirit yesterday? Can you break out of my water curtain cell today? What level is your fighting spirit?"
Nan Liyou blinked his eyes and looked at the tall man in front of him faintly, "I just broke through the Seven-Star Fighter!"
Hearing this, Nan Qianhe almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Yesterday I learned fighting spirit, today I am a seven-star fighter.
This, what is this concept?
This, this is still the well-known waste, the stupid Xiao Qi?
"Has your Majesty finished asking? Can you let me go?" Nan Liyou returned to his cold eyes, without any expression on his face.
Nan Qianhe was startled, sighed slightly, waved to her, and said nothing.
Nan Liyou strode to the edge of the seat, grabbed Qing Dai, whose face was ashen and her whole body was shaking, and walked out.
"Your Majesty! How could you let go of that witch Nan Liyou! Look at her, she hurt our Xue'er...well..." Mu Wansu confided angrily, with a face full of pear blossoms.
"Mother, Xue'er hurts so much!" Nan Haoxue's face was pale, and blood penetrated her pink clothes.
"Don't worry, Xue'er, my mother will definitely help you take revenge!" Mu Wansu said fiercely.
"Mother! It's better to help my sister stitch up the wound quickly!" Nan Tingling said lightly, with a trace of disgust flashing in his dark eyes.
"Yes, yes!" Mu Wansu then remembered and chanted a curse in a low voice.
He quickly formed a colorful magic stick in his left hand.
The top of the magic wand shone with a golden halo.
"Light Healing Technique! Go..." Mu Wansu pointed the magic stick at Nan Haoxue's wound and chanted.
Nan Haoxue's wound quickly recovered as before, and not even a trace of blood could be seen.
"Queen Mother, you're fine! Xue'er is fine!" Nan Haoxue shook her arms in surprise.
"Yeah!" Mu Wansu nodded and helped her sit aside.
She continued to wave the wand, and golden starlight flew to Nan Linglong's wrist.
After a while, the bones of the wrist automatically reunited, and Nan Linglong could move her wrist freely again.
Nan Linglong bowed deeply, expressed her gratitude and said: "Thank you, Queen Mother, thank you Queen Mother!"
Mu Wansu nodded and immediately transformed into the noble and dignified queen.
Just a pair of cold eyes, staring closely at Nan Qianhe's back.
"You all go back and have a rest. I still have something to discuss with your father!" Mu Wansu said word by word, her lips and teeth touching so tightly that it hurt her.
"Yes! My son, please retire!"
Everyone retreated in a wise manner, leaving only Nan Qianhe and Mu Wansu in the pavilion.
Mu Wansu stepped forward slightly and asked softly in confusion: "Your Majesty! How could you let that witch be so indulgent!"