When the two people met, they didn't bother to elaborate on their own situations and were too busy asking each other.
Jun Wuchen pursed his thin lips slightly, seeming a little unhappy.
But now is not the time to lose your temper, time is tight.
His tone was concise: "I was entangled by a fighting madman and was delayed for some time. The officials from the Qinzheng Palace have rescued me. What about you?"
"The situation here is more complicated."
Yun Luo tried his best to focus on the key points and said: "I found His Majesty in Fengqi Palace and escorted him out of the palace safely. However, I was entangled by Ji Xiuling, and Lord Yu suddenly appeared to disrupt the situation, and it ended up like this..."
Yun Luo hasn't had time to explain in too much detail
"Crash!" A shocking sound interrupted the hurried exchange between the two.
It turned out that Lord Lei broke out of the water, tore through the thick fog with his figure, condensed thunderballs under his feet, and stood on the lake out of thin air.
Before he could clearly see what was going on around him, an angry shout came from the center of the thick fog.
"Ah——!!"
A large amount of lake water rose into the sky and poured into the thick fog, forming a constantly flowing water ball.
The figure of Lord Yu appears in the water ball, and the water around him condenses into a dragon shape, circling and flying around him.
Lord Yu's expression is very terrifying and his appearance is extremely embarrassing.
Most of his disheveled hair was singed, his clothes were disheveled and in tatters, and there was a wound on his fair and handsome cheek. The blood was flowing down, and against his sinister expression, he looked very scary. p>
Seeing that he had suffered a big loss, he became furious and crazy.
The dragon-shaped water flow roared, and Venerable Yu's right hand drooped unnaturally. His skin was blue and purple, and blood dripped down his stiff fingertips drop by drop.
Tick tock, tick tock...
The blood spreads circles of blood mist on the lake.
"Be careful!" Yun Luo looked a little frightened, stretched out his hand to tug on Jun Wuchen's sleeve, and warned in a low voice.
Jun Wuchen said nothing. He held her cold fingertips and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Lao Yu? Why are you here too?"
Thanks to Lord Yu's water dragon, the thick fog on the lake was dispersed by water vapor. Lord Lei, who was also standing above the lake, saw him at a glance. He flew closer and was shocked.
"What happened to you? Who did you do this?"
Venerable Yu has always attached great importance to image, he is gentle and elegant, and he is completely opposite to the unkempt Venerable Lei.
When has Venerable Lei ever seen him in such a state of embarrassment? It seems that he has suffered a big loss at the hands of others.
Upon hearing this, Lord Yu gave him a cold look: "Old man Lei, how are you better than me?"
Venerable Lei looked really embarrassed at the moment, but he didn't care. Instead, he smiled and said, "That's all I am, beating me up is enough! But you, this is the first time I've seen you look like this, you're so embarrassed.
Not like you anymore."
Venerable Yu's sullen face became a bit more venomous, and he clenched his back molars tightly.
"Tsk, tsk, who did this? He can hurt you like this. There are such masters in the barbarian land. Why can't I meet him?"
Venerable Lei didn't know how to read people's eyes at all. While looking at the injuries on Venerable Yu's body, he sighed with a hint of regret in his tone.
Master Yu couldn't bear it anymore, and the veins on his forehead bulged violently: "Are you blind? If someone is standing on the opposite side, if they want to hit you, they will rush over and hit you. Don't blabber in my ears!"
Before he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and flew towards the lake shore.