"Wushuang, you are too naive. Do you think you can protect me by doing this? But you don't have the ability to stop me from hurting myself!" After Liu Xiahui said, he slashed his arm with another knife. This time the wound became deeper, even Nie Wushuang's
You can see blood surging from the perspective.
Tielang didn't expect that Liu Xiahui would use self-harm to make him go forward and stopped him. He didn't expect that he would use his sword energy to retreat.
Seeing that he was about to take a step down, Nie Wushuang finally couldn't help it. He flew out of the carriage and hugged his bloody arm firmly, "Don't take a step down, cut it down again, your hand will be useless.
Now!"
"I was indifferent to my friend's death. What's the difference between me and a useless person like this? What's the use of this hand?"
"Since you want to go so much, I will no longer stop you. You have to promise to let me go with you!" After saying that, Nie Wushuang looked at the imperial physician who was still on standby not far away and shouted, "Come and come to the emperor quickly."
Apply medicine!”
The imperial physician was still shocked by Nie Wushuang's assassination of death. She had obviously no pulse just now.
Hearing her scolding, he came to his senses and quickly walked forward with the medicine box.
Tearing open the white clothes that Liuxia shook, the flesh-and-blooded wounds made people feel a little disgusting, but Nie Wushuang couldn't help but get even more fierce. He really took it so hard!
Liu Xiahui looked like a ok person. When he went out, his face turned pale a little, and he didn't even say a muffled groan. At this moment, his eyes were on Nie Wushuang's crying face. Compared to his exquisite makeup, she made people think I was
I feel pity for seeing each other.
Suddenly, he pointed at her red lips without warning. Nie Wushuang was so scared that she was stunned. She even forgot to sob. She stared at Liu Xiahui with her eyes wide open and looked at him in disbelief.
This was the first time he took the initiative to kiss her!
His lips were a little cold, I don’t know if it was his attitude towards her or the reason for excessive blood loss.
It was not until his lips left that Nie Wushuang was still shocked. It took a long time to react and stretched out his hand to cover his lips, as if his temperature was still there.
"It's like your mood, I can't bear to let you take risks." His voice was very light, and he stretched out his big palm to cover her cheek, and said gently, "Wait for me in the palace and take care of Xiao Yi.
OK, I will come back safely!”
Nie Wushuang's tears poured out like a flood that broke the dam. He waved Liuxia and hugged her waist, buried her face in his chest and sobbed, "Emperor..."
Tielang looked at all this and really didn't know what to say. The relationship between these two was too complicated. It was not like the fact that there had never been so many troubles between him and his wife!
Gu Wanrou lay at the rear of the carriage and coughed constantly. Her gaze that was enough to kill people almost penetrated a hole. Damn stinky woman, she really wanted to kill her just now!
"Are you better, madam?" Tielang quickly stepped forward and patted Gu Wanrou's back.
"No, I'm in a bad mood now!"
"Don't be angry, madam, it's not good to the baby. My baby son will protest!" Tielang quickly got into the car and helped her onto the soft couch.
Everything was ready, and Liu Xia waved. After bandaging his wound, he gently pushed Nie Wushuang away, "Take good care of Xiaoyi, yesterday I have handed the secret edict to Zhan Feng. If I can't come back this time,
Just let Xiaoyi ascend the throne. You are so smart, you will definitely be able to assist him!"
Nie Wushuang bit her lips tightly, letting tears flow on her cheeks. She had a lot to say, but Liu Xiahui didn't give her any chance. She flew into the car with a whoosh. The curtain was carried by the wind and gently fell down.
The slender white shadow completely obscured.
Seeing the carriage gradually fading away, Nie Wushuang could no longer hold on to the ground.
Unexpectedly, it was only when we parted, that if God could give her a choice, she would rather not have his heart than change him to peace for a lifetime.
After Liu Xiahui got into the car, he didn't say anything, and his expressionless face made people unable to see what he was thinking. Gu Wanrou was still angry. Seeing that both of them were like this, Tielang was very cramped. This breath was really too
Depressed...
At this time, Mo Bing was also on the way back in a hurry, with the army of the South Ming behind him.
Nan Ming was rescued by Gu Man before, so he reluctantly escaped the disaster of destroying the country. What's more, Yuwen has always been obsessed with Gu Man and has never remarried. Even though she is now a mother, he still has good expectations.
"The situation is developing too fast, I'll go back first. Let's gather in the Prime Minister's Mansion in Tianfang City!" After Mo Bing said that, he rode Bach to the sky and ran straight towards the Prime Minister's Mansion in Tianyao Dynasty.
"Um!"
Yuwendu rode a tall horse and nodded to the figure in the sky. He couldn't help but think of Mo Bing's handsome face, which looked exactly the same as Qin Tianyao.
In fact, he really wanted to see Gu Man soon. With his current flying god cultivation, he could walk with the wind, but he was really worried about having two important people in the carriage.
"Bach, can it be faster?" Mo Bing stood on Bach's back, looking at the sky above the Tianyao Dynasty, all covered by golden halos, and the black aura that was farther away was obviously slightly better.
"It's already the fastest speed, master doesn't need to worry!" Bach's eyes narrowed and he stared at the black flame covered by the golden color.
"I think I know something when I hear you!"
Yes, why did he forget that Bach can be regarded as an ancient divine beast, and his age is older than Loulanyue. It must have known more news!
Mo Bing quickly got to Bach's back, reached out and grabbed the Nine-Headed Bird's head, letting its gaze look at him, "Tell me, what do you know!?"
"It's too long, I can't remember it any more."
"Then say whatever you remember." Mo Bing's eyes turned cold and his fists couldn't help but tighten. Bach was probably not unable to remember anything, but he couldn't bear to remember it!
"Actually, everyone has always called Qin Tianyao Demon Lord or Demon Lord. You may feel that the power that even your mother can fight against is a bit surprised to be called a demon with this power."
Mo Bing swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, as if it was like this. He had seen many Qin Tianyao's ability to use his powerful skills before, but as he grew up, he felt that those things were not worth fearing and were as powerful as the Demon Lord.
Still a bit exaggerated.
"Then what?"
"The Demon Lord is the name given to him by Qin Tianyao from the Demon Realm. Although those people died in the battle two thousand years ago, this title has remained. People in the world also call Qin Tianyao the Demon Lord, but have seen the Demon
There are very few people with true strength.
It is true that Qin Tianyao is the younger brother of Qin Tianlong, the founder of this continent, but it is true that he falls into the demonic path. This demonic path does not refer to the demonic nature of him, but to the demon world!"