Saint Aunt felt her head was dizzy and she could hardly stand on her heels.
"What?" She was shocked and turned around to look.
The leader of the Broken Wings Army, wrapped in a black robe, was seen walking away within a moment. At this time, half of his figure could still be seen.
crazy……
These two words appeared in the saint's mind.
It should be said that these two words kept jumping around in her mind.
Crazy, crazy, crazy.
Lord, is this crazy?
He actually sent the leader of the Broken Wing Army to capture Luo Zongfeng and the group of disciples from the Sacred Temple he brought with him?
What is he going to do!
Is it possible that we really want to destroy Luo and worship the whole family?
"My lord! No!" The holy lady suddenly fell to her knees and howled loudly into the Zhaohua Hall.
"Lord! You must not do this!"
Is the king completely crazy?
As soon as he comes back, he will destroy Luo and worship the whole family. Wouldn't it chill the hearts of the whole clan if he said this?
"Your Majesty!" The holy aunt clasped her hands together in a bowing posture, bowed her head to the ground over and over again, and howled to persuade her, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please calm down!"
"Your Majesty! Luo Chongfeng, Luo Chongfeng disobeys the edict, but you can punish him in other ways. You must not kill his whole family with one knife!"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!!"
The saint's eyes shrank, and she looked up at the brightly lit Zhaohua Hall.
A deathly silence filled the night.
Except for the thumping sound of the holy aunt's kowtows and cries, even the sound of rustling leaves gradually faded away.
Cang Ao sighed.
He has spent the most time in contact with his master, and he knows his master’s temperament best.
Although he looks gentle on the outside, he is very stubborn in his heart and will never look back on things he has set his sights on.
These people in the sacred temple have violated his edicts time and time again. Aren't they going to be punished as soon as they come back?
Even if the Lord was seriously injured and unable to act, he still remembered to pull Luo Fengfeng and the others out and be the first to perform the surgery.
The saint looked down at the saint who was kowtowing and her head was bleeding. She sighed and helped her, "Holy lady, I'm afraid the Lord has already made up his mind, so it's useless to ask for help."
The one sent by the Lord this time is the leader of the Broken Wing Army!
Isn't it a no-brainer to capture Naluo and his entourage?
As for the others, I am afraid that when the Lord comes back this time, he will have to settle every account with others.
The saint smelled a hint of gunpowder smoke, but for some reason, she felt inexplicably excited.
This is her future husband, the man she will rely on for the rest of her life.
He is so decisive and decisive, making people so excited and longing for him even before they meet him.
There was a strange light in the saint's eyes.
Only such a strong and powerful man is worthy of being her Xu Sixin's man, who can conquer her and embrace her as a peerless beauty.
Yang Niao and the other girls were also stunned at this time. They all put their hands on their lips and showed incredible expressions on their faces.
What's the meaning?
The king sent the leader of the Broken Wing Army to capture Naro and worship him?
The king wants to kill Luo and worship his whole family?
really?!
"Dong dong dong!" He ignored the saint's kind words and persuasion.
The saintly aunt kowtowed as she did. Even though she screamed until her voice became hoarse, the saintly aunt still persisted in trying to persuade.
The outer door of Zhaohua Hall opened with a creaking sound.
A grandmother with a cold face stood at the door and looked coldly at the group of warblers in front of the door, frowning slightly.
"Holy aunt, the king invites you to come in."
The saint hurriedly helped the old saint up and walked forward quickly.
But he was blocked by the old grandma.
The old nanny's eyes fell on Xu Sixin, and the corners of her lips raised in mockery.