Wedding night!I tore the clothes of the God of War

Lan fell to the ground, and the snow-white clothes were covered with bright red blood.

He vomited blood!
"Master, how are you?" Chu Qianli helped him up, felt his pulse, and felt his heart tighten.

Pulse condition, why is it in such a mess?

"Sorry..." Lan Qing only knew that he didn't do what he promised her.

"You were injured before?" No wonder I felt something was wrong when I saw him just now. It turned out that he had already been seriously injured before casting the spell.

"The last time I cast a spell, I accidentally...injured my inner breath."

The emperor almost stumbled and fell into the ice pool. In order to stop the emperor, he forcibly stopped, and the meridians reversed and almost went mad.

Actually, I don't want Chu Qianli to come tonight.

But he also knew that if the girl said she would come, she would definitely come.

He has no personality, he just knows that he will do what he has promised to others, no matter how difficult it is.

But this time, he really couldn't do it.

When casting the spell just now, she exercised to remind Chu Qianli not to go any further, her breath became disordered, and she immediately vomited blood.

The injury was too serious. This time, at least [-]% of his skills were lost!
Never hurt so badly!How long it will take to cultivate his skills back, even he himself doesn't know.

"I'll help you to rest first." Chu Qianli supported him and walked out from the ice pool.

But I didn't want to, as soon as I walked outside, I heard a loud voice.

"The national teacher is casting a spell, no one is allowed to approach."

"Step aside!"

A rude voice said: "This king has received the news that there are traitors breaking in, intending to harm the national teacher! If you stop me like this, if the national teacher makes any mistakes, who will bear the consequences?"

King Yu's voice?
Chu Qianli and Lan Qing looked at each other.

Lan Qing frowned, and immediately put on the veil, ready to go out.

But I didn't want to, another voice came: "I come in person, can't I also go in? That ice pool belongs to my clan! How dare you stop me?"

Chu Qianli didn't know who the owner of this voice was, but Lan Qing knew it in her heart.

At this time, Lan Qing's face was a little unsightly, and she actually stopped her steps to go out.

"You go first." He looked at Chu Qianli, and accidentally opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

This time, the injury was really serious!

Chu Qianli wanted to feel his pulse, but Lan Qing gave her a slight push: "My senior brother is here, and the little palace people here can't stop him, hurry up..."

Unexpectedly, before Lan Qing finished speaking, the senior brother outside said angrily, "The assassin is inside! Come, let me break in!"

Hearing that he is going to save the country, who would dare to stop him?

That senior, named Lan Fan, is from the Lan clan.

Originally, he was supposed to inherit the position of national teacher, after all, he was older than Lan Qing.

When the former national teacher passed away, Lan Qing was still young, Lan Ji disappeared again, and Lan Fan was the best heir.

But for some reason, the Lan clan decided to let the young Lan Qing inherit the position of national teacher.

Nobody knows why.

In short, Lan Fan's skill is not much inferior to Lan Qing's.

Now that Lan Qing heard his voice, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. Even Chu Qianli felt his seriousness.

"My lord..."

"Come on!"

"Where is the thief running?" With a cry, a gust of cold wind hit.

Lan Qing frowned, and pushed Chu Qianli out.

He took it upon himself.

But now, his skills have been greatly reduced, so how could he be Lan Fan's opponent.

With one palm, it was sent flying out, and hit a rock not far away with a slap!