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Xuan Yuan's figure quickly disappeared from the room.

Xuan Wan Yue stared at the white figure that was covered in ice. She gradually froze on the spot, and then froze on the spot.

He actually …

It was just a name, but he, Xuanyuan Po, had actually attacked a woman, and had even attacked his own junior sister.

That woman … She, she really got his favor!

"Do you think Senior Brother is crazy?"

It was only when Mo Ruxue let out a small but uncontrollable growl that Xuan Wanyue regained her senses.

Crazy? No...

She did not know if he was crazy or not, but she did know that she was going crazy. She did not even see her sister's face.

Naturally, Bai Ling, who had been guarding outside the inner chamber all this time, could clearly see everything that had happened in the courtyard from start to finish. For the time being, she didn't have an expression on her face, but the corner of her mouth unexpectedly lifted slightly.

This kind of scene made her feel rather worried.

Just then, Xuanyuan Yun who had just entered the inner room walked out in the blink of an eye. However, there was an additional Xiao Lan in his embrace.

Bai Ling, who was standing beside the door, was stunned when she saw this.

"Your Royal Highness, you are …"

Xuanyuan Yun looked at Bai Ling. "When wind brought the wangfei here, I was in a coma. Now that I've woken up, the wangfei will naturally follow me back to the main courtyard."

Oh. Bai Ling silently nodded her head.

Xuanyuan Yun continued to advance forward. After a few steps, he stopped and turned around to look at Bai Ling.

"You should follow me back to the main courtyard."

"Yes."

Bai Ling responded with a firm and quick voice.

Within the courtyard were Xuan Wanyue and the rest who had just regained their senses. Just as they were about to turn around and leave, they saw the scene of Xuanyuan Wentian precious to them as he walked out, closely following Xiao Lan.

In that instant, they felt as if thousands of sharp blades had pierced into their hearts. Following which, the sharp blades that were buried in their hearts seemed to have been forcefully stirred up by an invisible hand.

Bleeding was no longer important. What was important was that the pain that seeped into one's bones was about to be fatal.

The wind brushed against their clothes.

Xuanyuan Yun, who was tightly hugging Xiao Lan, clearly frowned. In the next second, he completely covered Xiao Lan's body with his thick sleeves, preventing the cold wind from causing Xiao Lan to feel cold.

Seeing that Xuan Wan Yue could no longer bear it, her entire body shuddered and her legs began to soften.

Mo Ruxue quickly went forward to help Xuan Wanyue up from the ground in time.

Just as Mo Ruxue was about to help Xuan Wan Yue up, Xuanyuan Yun walked past them with Xiao Lan in his arms. As for Xuanyuan Yun, he inadvertently glanced towards Xiao Lan with a hint of gentleness that "cruelly" let Xuan Wan Yue clearly see it.

In that instant, Xuan Wan Yue could no longer hold on. Even with Mo Ruxue's support, she still slid down to the ground.

Mo Ruxue used all her strength and rushed towards Xuan Wanyue.

"Senior Wan Yue, Senior Wan Yue …"

An urgent voice resounded clearly in the quiet courtyard.

But Xuanyuan Yun did not turn his head. Not only did he not turn his head, he did not even stop his footsteps.

Seeing this, Xuan Wanyue fell to the ground.

On the other hand, Bai Ling finally turned her head around and glanced at it. After which, the very strange corner of her mouth was lifted into a slight frown.

Didn't people say that the Regent was on good terms with this Junior Sister Xuan Wanyue … Weren't they supposed to be childhood friends who grew up together and even set a marriage contract …?

Why didn't it seem like it was that way today? Was it because she was trying to be heartless?

As expected, only when people heard rumors and heard rumors would they believe the truth.

As the distance between them lengthened, they were soon unable to hear the urgent cries of the people from the side courtyard. Xuanyuan Yun carried Xiao Lan and calmly returned to the main courtyard.

As he stepped through the courtyard door, the figure that had left earlier rushed back, "Your Highness, your subordinate has already investigated everything. Master Chen has been kneeling in the main hall of the Divine Buddha to recite the Book of Life since the day you and Princess Wangfei passed out, and according to what I've heard, Master Chen had recited it tens of thousands of times within the past five days."

Xuanyuan Wentian stopped in his tracks.

The Book of Rebirth that he had recited tens of thousands of times in the main hall of the Divine Buddha?

What is this monk trying to do …

"Eh? "Where's Dongfang Qi?" At this moment, the afterimage let out a surprised sound.

Xuanyuan Yun heard and looked through the bamboo window, seeing that the originally frozen Dongfang Qi was gone.

Xuanyuan Wentian's expression darkened slightly, but he was not surprised. After a moment, he stepped into the inner room.

The afterimage quickly followed Xuanyuan Yun, his face full of surprise and puzzlement.

Xuanyuan Yun, who had made his way into the room, gently placed Xiao Lan back onto the bed and spoke without even turning his head.

"Five hundred meters to the east, bring Dongfang Qi back."

Eh?

At first, the afterimage was stunned, then it quickly understood the meaning of the command.

When Mirage actually found Dong Fang Qi five hundred meters to the east, the admiration for Xuanyuan Yun became even more deep-rooted.

At this moment, Dongfang Qi was squatting on the side of the road, digging through the grass and chewing on some grass. From the looks of it, he was trying to remove the Soul-Slaying Art from his body.

Looking at Dongfang Qi's sorry state, the afterimage suddenly felt that this devil-like man wasn't that scary anymore.

In the past at Cloud Mountain, Dongfang Qi was simply the existence of a Jade Emperor; there was no one who could stop him. He loved to tease people, and it was to the death that he teased them.

Evil, he was a true evil.

As for Buddha, he was someone that the Sovereign recognized as his foster son and was highly regarded by the Sovereign. Even though he was being impudent, no one dared to touch him, so he was also called Buddha.

The title of Demonic Buddha truly suited him.

But now, when the afterimage thought of its prince, all of its terror vanished into thin air. The afterimage quickly walked up, and its voice was loud and clear.

"Young Lord Qi, my Prince wants you to go back."

The sudden voice startled Dong Fang Qi who was peeling away the grass. He turned his head extremely quickly and let out a long sigh of relief after seeing who it was.

Good, good, not that devil Xuanyuan.

"You scared me to death."

Right now, all he needed to do was find the last herb and his Soul-Slaying Art would be solved. Dongfang Qi quickly turned around and continued digging through the grass.

When Shadow saw the corner of his eyebrows slightly raised, it seemed like he didn't find all the herbs. He couldn't help but think of the torture he had suffered on Dongfang Qi, and he directly pulled him up without hesitation.

"Young Lord Qi, I'm sorry, but my Prince is waiting. This subordinate does not dare to ask the Prince to wait any longer, so I can only let you leave now."

"Sigh!"

He couldn't leave without some herbs.

"Afterimage, let me go. Let me tell you, I only have one herb left!"

There was only one herb left?

That would be even better. The last one would not be enough to kill Dongfang Qi, nor would it let him completely recover. It was just right.

"I'm not letting go." The afterimage returned to his firm state.

Dong Fang Qi looked at the afterimage, and suddenly saw the profound meaning of the afterimage in its eyes.

"You actually avenged a personal grudge against me!"