The female officer who came forward with the soup lowered her head and said in a very soft voice: "Your Highness is not in the palace today..."
"Cough cough cough..." Master Fanshu covered his lips and coughed vigorously. As her neatly dressed chest gradually became violent, layers of shocking red color gradually spread out.
"Real person!" The female officer's expression changed drastically.
Master Fanshu waved his hand and said: "No problem, cough! It's just that there have been many wars in Kunlun Jingxu in recent days. It's better not to let the little tiger run around, otherwise, it will fall into the hands of the True Immortal Sect.
I'm afraid it will bring trouble to Qing Shui and the others."
The female officer comforted and said: "The real person is too worried. Although your Highness has no cultivation, it is not that she has no ability to protect herself. With the Baiye Luoshu protecting her, even if Qing Ao comes in person, she will not be able to protect herself for a while.
Take her away."
Master Fanshu seemed to be listening to her carefully, but his eyes were elsewhere, and he was lost in thought for some reason.
I don't know how much of what she said, but she remained silent and never spoke again.
The female officer glanced at her bitterly, but did not dare to continue talking or making any more noise.
Master Fanshu gently touched the wound on his chest with his palm. The faint green light in his palm spread out like a willow leaf and submerged into the wound. Only then did his face look slightly better.
It wasn't until the female officer left that the hand that was tightly attached to his heart slowly released.
Although the injury on the chest had stopped bleeding, when the palm was released, there was an unknown black crack in the palm.
The dark demonic energy is densely diffused, and occasionally, wisps of red-gold flames can be seen blooming like flowers.
She exhaled slowly, and when she exhaled her spiritual power from her palm, the breath was completely dispersed.
Master Fanshu raised her eyes and looked at the deep thundering night sky. The clear night wind blew up the few strands of frost-like hair on her temples. She whispered softly: "So, is this fate?"
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Even though the blood stains on the floor in the hall have long been washed away by clean water, the air is still filled with a faint smell of blood.
The disciples from Yaogeng Temple stood on both sides of the hall, each with their eyes lowered and their bodies tensed. Every time the frightening night echoed not long ago, they were all extremely frightened, and their foreheads could not help but have layers of blood on them.
A thin layer of sweat.
On the desk, there was a long wooden brocade box placed at the moment, with a blood-stained severed arm placed in the box.
The disciples of the Yao Geng Temple standing on both sides occasionally raised their heads and peeked. As soon as their eyes touched the broken arm, the sweat on their foreheads became more and more permeable.
Wu Hongni was dressed in a thin Taoist robe and sat on a high seat with a pale face. The crane-embroidered cloak was half-draped around her body, which could not hide the bright red blood seeping from the wound on her broken arm on her shoulder.
Everyone was silent, and couldn't help but glance at the arrogant-looking woman kneeling on the ground.
Wu Hongni, who had a serious look on her face and had been silent for a long time, suddenly coughed, and then she spoke: "Do you know the consequences of doing this?"
The eldest princess of Qin State, Zhao Wenjun, slowly raised her head, her dark and bright eyes flashing with crimson color that could not be easily detected. She looked calm and said slowly: "No matter what the consequences are, I am willing to bear them with all my strength, but the palace
The Lord should not be involved in this battle."
Wu Hongni narrowed her eyes, revealing a hint of danger: "Are you teaching me how to do things? But don't forget, who do you rely on to get here now?"
Zhao Wenjun folded his hands and put them on the ground, bowed deeply to her, and said: "It is because of the palace master's kindness that Wenjun is what he is today. It is for this reason that Wenjun wants to advise the palace master not to interfere.
The Kunlun War."
Wu Hongni glanced at the blood-stained black sword at Zhao Wenjun's waist, and smiled coldly: "This seems to have nothing to do with you, right? Even though I allow you to stand by my side, I have never admitted that you
They are from the Yao Geng Temple."
Zhao Wenjun straightened his back, and his eyes were as deep as the deep, like the light of a sparkling lake, shining straight into the heart of people's hearts.
Wu Hongni glanced at the many disciples in the hall and said quietly: "Will you all step back?"
All the disciples looked at each other.
Although they didn't know why this human woman was able to win the heart of the palace master, they made an exception and took a woman who had not yet overcome the tribulation to become an immortal with them to guide and teach her. They even took her with them when they visited Kunlun Mountain.
Last night, he was even more daring. He actually dared to sneak attack on the Lord Wu, and he was so bold that he killed her with one arm.
It should have been a crime worthy of death, so Ling Chi was not an exaggeration.
But Palace Master Wu has kept her until now.
Although the current attitude of the Master of Wu Palace is deep and unclear, until now, although her aura and pressure are horrifying, she has never had the slightest intention to kill.
Everyone did not understand and did not dare to stay here for a long time, so they left one after another.
Until they were the only two people left in the hall, Wu Hongni's eyes narrowed slightly, and the brocade box placed on the table spontaneously ignited without fire.
The bloody broken arm was burned in the fire.
The eldest princess didn't look sideways, her expression didn't change at all, and she said calmly: "Why is the palace master like this?"
Wu Hongni smiled coldly and said, "If that were not the case, would you be able to go back and work for that lunatic?"
The eldest princess Zhao Wenjun chuckled, gently rubbing the black sword on her waist with her palm, and said: "When did the palace master see it?"
Wu Hongni said calmly: "From the day you approached me intentionally, I knew that you were acting under the instructions of that madman Si Kong."
She lowered her eyes and her eyes fell on the black sword under her palm. A hint of hatred flashed in her eyes: "The dark stench of the corpse demon clan, even if you use the purification spell to cover it up, still makes me smell it.
Instinctively, I feel disgust."
Zhao Wenjun shook his head and sighed: "The dark blood power of the Corpse Demon Royal Family is indeed extraordinary. If I hadn't verified it with my own hands, I wouldn't have known that with that person's power, I could really hurt an ancient immortal like you. It's a pity that this
The power of the dark blood in the sword has been exhausted. If the palace master wants to kill me at this moment, I don't even have the ability to protect myself."
Wu Hongni's eyes were cold: "Are you very proud?"
Zhao Wenjun said: "There is nothing to be proud of. In my life, what I don't like is being coerced by others. As the palace master said, that guy is a reckless lunatic. As long as he can please himself, he can do anything."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wu Hongni said: "When Si Kong was a human, he was extremely conceited and arrogant. Even if he has the intention to take advantage of you, he will do what he wants.
The bloodline of the Corpse Demon Royal Clan is extremely important, and it is impossible to lend the power of their dark blood to outsiders.
Since you are holding this sword, it means that in his eyes, he still has some preference for you, at least he does not treat you as an outsider."
Wu Hongni raised her eyes and said calmly: "So, what is your relationship with the Corpse Demon Royal Family?"
Hearing this, Zhao Wenjun, who had never shown timidity in the face of the supreme majesty of a strong man like Wu Hongni, his eyelids jumped heavily.
For some unknown reason, the scar on her neck that had long since healed began to hurt again as her mood fluctuated.
She twitched the corner of her mouth and said: "The master of the palace is serious. How can I, a mere princess of the Qin Kingdom of the human race, be involved with the corpse demon royal family?"
"Don't you dare?" There was a hint of ridicule in Wu Hongni's eyes: "You dare to provoke Si Kong, but you say you don't dare to involve other corpse demon royal clans? Zhao Wenjun, others may not know the things in your past, but you keep it secret
But in my eyes, over the years, you have always shown yourself to be weak and incompetent in spiritual practice, but the shameful and dirty deeds you have done behind the scenes does not mean that I am not aware of it.
Even Wang Yi can do things for him. Although you act cautiously, there are no taboos."
Zhao Wenjun narrowed his eyes fiercely and said, "It turns out that you have known about my past for a long time."
"So you should know that the taste of mermaid meat is not pleasant. You are the first person since ancient times to practice forbidden arts in a human body that even demons dare not practice."
Wu Hongni looked playfully and said: "The demon clan's skills backfired on itself, forming a blood curse seal on their own, leaving a mark unique to the demon clan. For you, the arrogant and arrogant princess of the Qin Kingdom, who pursues the ideal of the Tao, there is no way
Isn’t it different from a human disaster?”
Zhao Wenjun's face was pale and his voice was cold: "The master of the palace is joking, I don't have any blood curse seal on my body."
"Still lying, I smell the breath of flame marrow on you. Thinking about it this way, the chaos in the Tianxi Sword Sect a few years ago was also caused by your hand?
You are really cruel to yourself by using the flame marrow to cleanse your body of the marks created by practicing the demonic skills. I admire your awareness of the great road, as well as your persistence and scheming.
This reminds me of my youth, but these..."
Wu Hongni's eyes flashed: "That's not the reason for you to collude with Si Kong!"