In fact, from just now to now, Ling Xuewei's spiritual energy has only recovered less than 10%. In this state, there is really not much certainty.
It's just that Di Qianjue discovered it, and even Di Jian and the others didn't notice it.
"that's all."
Looking at his leaving figure, Ling Xuewei frowned, her emotions a little complicated for a moment.
"Empress?"
"It's okay, you go ahead."
"yes!"
After a while, there was movement in the distance.
The roar of the giant beast was so familiar that it left Ling Xuewei and the other three with lingering fears.
The ground shook, and soon the vast figure appeared in the clouds and mist, and with terrifying pressure, it was coming towards this direction quickly.
The silver light flashed as fast as a shooting star.
Ye Mu in the dark made a gesture to everyone, looked at the giant shadow, and waited with bated breath.
Accompanied by the sound of fighting, the roars of silver-colored beasts intertwined and became clearer in the quiet and quiet valley. Wherever they passed, mountains and rocks were destroyed, smoke filled the air, and explosions continued.
Bang.
The tail whip swept across and hit Di Qianjue hard, pulling Di Qianjue out a hundred feet away and hitting the hanging wall hard.
At the same time, the giant beast was getting closer and closer to the center of the formation, everyone's hearts were high, and Ye Mu's eyes were as sharp as a blade.
Three hundred meters.
Two hundred meters.
One hundred meters.
"Do it!!"
With a sharp shout, several figures flew out, and at the same time, lights rose from all directions.
"Trapped Dragon Formation!"
"open!"
The ferocious beast roared, and light rose from its feet, as if several vines were wrapped around it, trapping its movement. Even the tail vertebrae like a giant python had completely lost its function, and the formation's light became brighter and brighter, almost
Light up half of the night as bright as day.
Soon, the Qilin ferocious beast stopped roaring, as if it had exhausted all its power.
Yue Feng flew out and sacrificed the magical weapon. It was something like a glass tower, which quickly grew in size in the air and then crashed down.
Soon, there was no movement in the Glazed Tower.
The light gradually dissipated, and black runes appeared on the glass tower, which were sealing runes.
"Phew, that's it."
Yue Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
Great, it worked!
"Empress."
Ling Xuewei stepped forward and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
His eyes fell into the distance, his brows furrowed slightly. His figure flashed and came to Di Qianjue.
At this moment, the wounds on Di Qianjue's body split open again, especially those on his shoulders. Blood surged like a spring, flowing down his arms and dripping into the ground beneath him.
"How are you?"
Di Qianjue's thin lips parted slightly, "I can't die."
But his face was as white as paper, which was very ugly.
"Can you get up?" Ling Xuewei looked at Di Qianjue worriedly.
Di Qianjue stood up, suddenly swayed, and fell straight towards her.
"Hello!"
Di Qianjue actually fainted.
Ling Xuewei touched his body and found that it was extremely hot. When did he have a fever?
"What's wrong with the empress?" Yue Fengye Mu came over after hearing the news. When he saw this scene, his expression changed slightly.
"Is there a place to stay near here?"
"Yes, there is a small town two hundred miles away."
Ling Xuewei pondered for a moment and said, "You stay, I will take him to the town. After you finish handling the matters here, go and meet me there."
"Empress, it's better for my subordinates to take him there." Yue Feng rushed to say.
This Emperor Qianjue knew very well what he had in mind, so how could he rest assured that his wife would be alone with him?
"Xiaoshan and Di Jian will come with me. You should concentrate on dealing with the beast here. Don't be careless. This beast is difficult to deal with."
"I obey my orders."
He felt relieved knowing that Xiao Shan was following him.
Ling Xuewei took the unconscious man and quickly left the Ghost Valley.
She didn't notice that the corners of Di Qianjue's mouth, who was unconscious on his back, curled up in an arc that was inexplicably cunning.
…
By the time we arrived in town, it was almost dawn.
The sleepy inn waiter angrily opened the door that was being knocked loudly. He was about to get angry when he met a pair of cold eyes and immediately swallowed the words that came to his mouth.
Di Jian threw him a shining golden ingot and asked him to open three upper rooms. When the waiter saw the gold, he went to do it without saying a word.
The God of Wealth has arrived early in the morning, and we must entertain him well!
After lighting a stick of incense, the unconscious Di Qianjue was settled.
"Xuewei, I'm here to watch. You can go and have a rest."
"Um."
Di Qianjue's condition had stabilized, and Ling Xuewei stood up to leave. However, she found that the corner of her clothes was grabbed by a pair of slender white hands, tightly, and would not let go.
Ling Xuewei frowned and was about to open his hand when Di Qianjue couldn't help but groan in pain. It seemed that the injury on his shoulder was involved. She was speechless and said to Di Jian, "Go and rest first."
"Xiao Wei'er..."
"fine."
Di Jian was helpless, rolled her eyes at the person on the bed, turned and left.
Why did he always have the feeling that this man did it on purpose?
Isn't it intentional?
If Ling Xuewei can no longer tell that he is pretending at this moment, then she is stupid.
"How long do you plan to keep pretending?"
Ling Xuewei's voice was deep, "How could the majestic Buddha and the Holy Monarch not be afraid of people laughing at these unflattering methods?"
"Oh……"
Di Qianjue's low laughter came and he immediately opened his eyes.
Silver eyes are calm, how can he look like he just woke up?
A trace of anger arose in Ling Xuewei's heart, she brushed his hand away and said coldly, "Since you are no longer in trouble, please do what you want."
After saying that, Ling Xuewei turned around and walked out the door.
Suddenly there was a thud from behind, and accompanied by Di Qianjue's muffled groan, Ling Xuewei didn't stop, as if she hadn't heard, she still opened the door and left.
Di Qianjue on the ground stood up and smiled bitterly. She was really a cold woman.
He tried his best, even resorting to cruel tricks, just to make this woman soften her heart, but she didn't expect that she would see through it at a glance. In the end, it pissed her off.
Di Qian despaired at how dirty he looked and smiled bitterly.
Di Qianjue, Di Qianjue, there are times when you are so embarrassed.
However, he suddenly smiled.
The laughter conveyed inexplicable joy.
This surprised An Yi and others who came over. What happened to the Holy Lord?
Isn't it hurting your brain?
"My subordinate is late, please punish me."
"Yeah." Di Qianjue's voice was lazy, and there was no hint of emotion or anger.
"Sage, why did you sit on the ground? But you hurt your foot?"
Di Qianjue glanced at him lightly, got up and returned to the bed, looking as weak as before.
"Holy Lord, where have you been these past few days? Why is there no news at all? My subordinates have been looking for you for two days! Are you injured?"
An Yi was shocked.
"Quarrel."
Di Qianjue's faint word immediately made An Yi shut his mouth.
"Shall I let my subordinates take a look at your wounds?"
An Yi knew clearly what kind of physique the Holy Lord had. This was the first time he had seen such a miserable Holy Lord. Could it be that something shocking had happened?
"Bath, I want to change clothes."
Emperor Qianjue propped his head and lazily gave instructions. (To be continued)