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Chapter 4192 You have to go to the Temple of Medicine to see your brain

In He Liangshan’s impression——

The Queen of the Night's Mingwang Sword can defeat millions of armies, turn the world upside down, turn the sun and the moon upside down, and remain invincible.

Carrying the alliance empire with one hand, he became the legend of Flame Sky.

And Ye Wuhen is a free-spirited and free-spirited genius boy. He is famous for three thousand generations and has captured the hearts of thousands of girls with his smile.

Be it the former or the latter, they are both as fierce as lions and tigers in the mountains.

He Liangshan had never heard of or seen the Night Empress like this.

Then it suddenly occurred to me that she was neither an eternal empress nor a romantic lord. She was just a twenty-year-old woman, a girl who valued love and righteousness.

He Liangshan walked over with the medicine box, grabbed Qing Ge's wrist, and bandaged the bleeding knife blade wound on his palm.

"You are not much older than my granddaughter. You can laugh when you want to laugh and cry when you want to cry. Life is short, so don't hold it in too much."

He Liangshan patted Qing Ge on the shoulder and said, "I, Wang Ji, have my own destiny, and nothing will happen to me."

"Really?"

The young man raised his eyes, tears welling up in his eyes and flowing down his face.

He Liangshan was startled, nodded, and said firmly: "Really."

The Qinglian guard was stunned, his eyes fell on the young man, and his mind was full of doubts. He had never heard that my king and the Night Demon Lord had any fatal friendship.

Could it be that you admire too much the valor and majesty of our king in the Battle of Sanding thousands of years ago?

The Qinglian guards were full of doubts and followed the old man and the young man out of the Prime Minister's study.

Outside the house, Luo Cheng turned around and saw the haggard and tired young man, and was suddenly stunned.

He has never seen Ye Wuhen like this.

In the martial arts association, Ye Wuhen was wearing bright clothes, angry horses, and the spring breeze was triumphant. He had never been in such a depressed state.

Luo Cheng's heart softened and he asked: "Brother Wuhen, what are you...?"

Qingge gave a hard smile. When she walked past Luo Cheng, she stamped her feet and stopped. Her eyes were horribly bloodshot, covering up her endless sorrow.

"Uncle Luo, I will leave Master Liu to you. Please be sure to protect her. She has fought with the Empress for many years and will never rebel. She... and Empress Ye have long been fused with each other and are comrades who will live and die together."

Qingge spoke in a heavy tone, and after finishing speaking, she left the Prime Minister's Mansion with the Qinglian guards, He Liangshan and others.

Luo Cheng raised his head, his face full of doubts.

When it comes to Mr. Liu, he will go to the rescue and take action.

Why is Ye Wuhen so concerned about it?

He scratched his hair, puzzled.

After a while, Luo Cheng shook off the thoughts in his mind, drove the divine beast away, and headed straight to the Demon Realm.

But when he left, he found a slender figure following closely behind him.

Luo Cheng looked back, looked at Jiang Ling'er in surprise, and said, "Deputy Master Jiang, are you going to...?"

"Demon Realm."

The wind blew coldly, and Jiang Ling'er looked at the silhouette in front of her, with a perfect smile on her lips.

If she dares to touch Mr. Liu, she and Yuezong will never sit idly by and ignore him!

And she also knew that if something too serious had not happened to Ye Wuhen, he would have gone to the Demon Realm.

A deep worry flashed through Jiang Ling'er's heart, and Luo Cheng's voice rang in her ears, "Deputy Sect Leader Jiang, don't worry, our sect will handle the matter in the Demon Realm and will not be affected by their ups and downs. We will protect it."

Take care of yourself."

Jiang Ling'er: "..."

The girl slowly raised her eyes. Her eyelashes were thick and long, as dark as thick ink. She looked at Luo Cheng with a trace of confusion. Uncle Luo, does he need to go to the Medicine Temple to have his brain checked?

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