The concubine is haunted, my lord, please pay attention

Yun Wentiao twitched the corners of his mouth, and sneered: "Yun Qingmin, it seems that now is not the time for you to talk about feelings with the third princess, right?"

Yun Qingmin slowly moved his gaze away and landed on him, his black eyes began to glow with a strange red light again: "It seems that you are almost healed from the last injury."

Yunwen squinted his eyes, jumped to the ground, stared at him coldly, and swung a fierce palm wind with one hand.

A gust of wind picked up.

Guo Yixue still couldn't help raising her head, looking at Yun Qingmin, she lightly raised a hand to hold down the flying black hair.

Yun Qingmin dodged and swung his palm back, using up [-]% of his internal strength without mercy.

Yun Wentiao narrowly escaped, he raised his eyes and was surprised for a moment.

impossible!

Yun Qingmin obviously didn't go to the 'palace' to practice at all, how could he still have such a strong internal force!

And he has obviously grown a lot!

Could it be... the last time, Yun Qingmin didn't try his best? !

impossible!how is this possible!

When he was distracted, Yun Qingmin had already swung several palms, and the surrounding trees fell down one after another.

Yun Wenti backed away in embarrassment, gritted his teeth, concentrated all his strength in his palm, and flew towards Yun Qingmin while waving his palm away.

Yun Qingmin just hooked the corner of his mouth lightly, smiled mockingly, and did not dodge, but waved his palm back to meet him.

"Uh……"

Yun Wentiao flew backwards, turned over, and stood firmly on the branch, clutching his chest, with traces of blood on the corner of his mouth.

He wiped it with his hand, raised his eyes to look at Yun Qingmin, and stretched out another palm.

Yun Qingmin was still smiling, her black eyes glowing redder.

With all the palm wind, the surrounding trees have almost fallen down, leaving a piece of land.

Yun Wentiao couldn't hold on anymore, his long hair was disheveled and in the strong wind, a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out of his mouth.

He coughed lightly, and his white clothes were covered with blood, making him even more weird.

His eyes moved suddenly, and then he tiptoed to the ground, and suddenly flew towards Guo Yixue.

"Liangzi!"

Yun Qingmin shrank his pupils and flew away immediately.

Guo Yixue turned her head, Yun Wentiao was already flying towards her like lightning, she looked down at the little wolf cub, stretched out her hands to hug him, and turned her back.

But the expected pain did not fall on him.

A scream.

In the blink of an eye, a white figure stood in front of him, and a playful, familiar voice sounded: "Hey, the second prince is getting more and more sinister."

Wen Beiyao held the white fan in his hand, and looked at Yun Wentiao, who suddenly knelt down and clutched his wrist, his face pale.

Yun Wentic clenched his eyes tightly, cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead, he took a step back, his eyes were stern, the pain in his wrist was unbearable, he moved his fingers lightly, but he was powerless.

Tesuji was broken by Wen Beiyao's white fan.

It's so easy, one can imagine that Wen Beiyao's "Master White Fan" didn't come out of thin air.

Yun Wentiao was about to swipe away with the other hand, when suddenly, a palm wind came from his side.

He dodged in embarrassment again, taking several steps back with both feet, but was still injured in his right shoulder.

He groaned, and another mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

Before he could recover, several consecutive palm winds came towards him.

He dodged in a panic, but was still hit.

His chest was hit by the palm wind, his body jumped into the air, flew straight back, and fell hard.

"Well……"

He clutched his chest, blood was continuously flowing from the corner of his mouth, the liver in his body seemed to be cracked by a hammer suddenly, and the pain caused him to break out in a cold sweat when he took a light breath.

At this moment, he couldn't move at all.

Yun Qingmin, it's impossible, it's impossible to be so... powerful...

Fiasco.

Wen Beiyao slightly moved the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Tsk tsk, the second prince still thinks highly of himself."

As he spoke, he put away the white fan and pinned it to his waist, ignoring the blood on the edge of the fan.

Guo Yixue turned his back to them, but more or less knew that the Second Prince had lost.

Yun Qingmin clenched his hands, pursed his lips, and stared coldly at Yun Wentiao, who fell to the ground in the distance with black eyes, and said, "Wen Beiyao, take him back to the 'palace'. "

"Well, I know, I will protect him and wait for you to deal with it." Wen Beiyao tiptoed to the ground and flew in the direction of Yun Wentiao.

Yun Qingmin squatted down, stretched out her hand, and gently put her arms around Guo Yixue's shoulders: "Liangzi, it's okay, let's... go home."

Her shoulders swayed to the other side, and she broke away from his hand.

She hugged the little wolf cub, got up, and walked towards the temple.

The little wolf cub howled softly, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at her: "Aww..."

She didn't dare to use force, hugged it, lowered her head, her voice was hoarse and gentle: "Hey, I'll take you to the doctor."

The little wolf cub struggled slightly, turned his head, and looked behind her at the corpses of the other two wolves. This howl sounded like weeping: "Wow..."

"Hey, I'll support you, thank you for saving me." She paused, with a nasal voice.

Yun Qingmin still maintained a squatting posture, her hands froze in mid-air.

... "I will never speak to you again, not even a word, even if my big cloud comes back."

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and he groaned, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He stretched out his hand to wipe it, only to find that his fingertips were also bleeding, all over his fingers, it looked horrifying.

Still, too much.

He subconsciously looked up at Guo Yixue, and when he found that her footsteps didn't stop at all, and she didn't look back, he really didn't know whether he was happy or disappointed.

Ryoko...forgive me...

"Qing Min!"

Behind him, Wen Beiyao screamed.

Seeing Guo Yixue's body pause, Yun Qingmin immediately got up, turned his back to her, hid his hands, and said in a flat tone, "What's the matter?"

"You..." Wen Beiyao choked, looking at the corners of his mouth and ten fingers that were still bleeding, and looking at Guo Yixue behind him who was looking at him strangely, sighed secretly: "No, I tied up Yunwen Ti. "

"En." He lowered his eyes and answered.

Guo Yixue withdrew her gaze and continued walking forward.

It must be my own illusion.

Why do you think that Wen Beiyao's cry just now seemed to have seen something.

She almost thought that Dayun...

Forget it.

Wen Beiyao saw her turn around, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "She's gone, Qingmin, you..."

"It's nothing." Yun Qingmin glanced at him, very warning.

He stretched out his hand, wiped the corner of his mouth, tapped a few acupuncture points on his own hand, and wiped the blood from his ten fingers on Wen Beiyao's body.

The corner of Wen Beiyao's mouth twitched, but that was up to him.

After he wiped off the blood, he turned around and followed behind Guo Yixue.

In front of the temple.

Guo Yixue's body froze, and a strong smell of blood wafted in the air.

There were corpses all over the place, some with their hands and feet separated.

She twitched in her stomach, tilted her head, bent slightly, and retched.

"Liangzi!" Yun Qingmin walked up quickly, held her hand, and patted her on the back lightly: "Liangzi..."

She suppressed the discomfort in her stomach, broke away from his hand, gritted her teeth, looked at the corpses all over the ground with a pale face, and walked around carefully.

"Liangzi..." A pair of black eyes looked at her and dimmed. He was startled, raised his feet, and followed her.

Wen Beiyao watched from the back with his head straight.

He held a piece of weed in his hand. The long weed was connected by several pieces, and finally tied to Yun Wentiao's body. It seemed that it would be released as soon as he struggled, but only Yun Wentiao knew that it was injected with internal force. Weeds are comparable to thick hemp ropes, or worse than hemp ropes.

Wen Beiyao gently pulled his hand and took a step forward.

Yun Wentiao snorted, his body was dragged a step, rubbing against the ground full of coarse sand and small stones, excruciating pain.

Suddenly, there were a few soft landing sounds behind him.

Wen Beiyao turned his head away, two men in black were holding two men in guard clothes in their hands.

"These two are?"

"Caught it in the temple, did you kill it?" the man in black asked.

He frowned and waved his hands: "No, take it back to the 'Palace' and wait for Qingmin to deal with it. Oh, and this, I'll leave it to you as well. I'll go back to the palace."

If you guessed right, these two are flower picking thieves.

How could Qing Min be willing to let them die so readily.

Gradually, Guo Yixue's footsteps became more and more unsteady, inexplicable cold sweat dripped from his head, and his face became paler and paler.

The scene in front of me seemed to be moving, becoming more and more blurred.

what happened……

The little wolf cub also seemed to sense that something was wrong with her, and howled a few times: "Wow... woo..."

"I'm fine..." She lowered her head, twitched the corners of her mouth, her voice was ethereal.

Why...there are...so many...little wolf cubs...no wonder...so heavy...

The body swayed for a while, and fell to the side.

"Liangzi!"

Yun Qingmin stepped forward quickly, caught her, and hugged her tightly: "Liangzi! Liangzi! Don't worry about it... Liangzi... I'm sorry... Liangzi... forgive me... Liangzi... don't worry..."

The little wolf cub rolled out of her hands with an "owwow", lying on the ground, howling softly.

Not far away, a figure approached extremely fast.

As if in the blink of an eye, Che Shuo appeared in front of their eyes.

"Yixue!" Che Shuo didn't care to pant, went up to meet her, saw her pale face, bloody hands, and the bottom that seemed to have water stains, his face turned cold, and he immediately caught her pulse.

And Yun Qingmin didn't have time to worry about him at this time, her heart was filled with panic, as if about to explode: "Liangzi... don't worry..."

"Ugh...it hurts...stomach..." Guo Yixue moaned weakly, her brows were furrowed tightly, and the sweat on her forehead was increasing.

"The amniotic fluid broke!" Che Shuo was startled, his expression changed drastically, "Go home! Immediately!"

Yun Qingmin was more anxious than him, and as soon as his words fell, she immediately tapped her toes and moved forward quickly.

Behind, Wen Beiyao, who had just caught up, also heard it, and was so frightened that he staggered and almost fell: "Is... going to give birth?!"

"I'm going to find the midwife." Cheshuo glanced at him, then disappeared immediately.

He was taken aback, "Then... what about me?"

On the ground, the little wolf cub narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the direction Guo Yixue and Yun Qingmin left, and moaned softly: "Wow..."

Wen Beiyao turned his head to look, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, walked over, and squatted down: "It's really... Hey, if it wasn't for the sake of the third princess, I wouldn't bother to talk to you!"

The little wolf cub stared at him for a while, baring his teeth, as if saying: Who cares!

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The tiger's mouth on the left hand was pinched by the car door, and I cried bitterly~~~~(gt;_lt;)~~~~ Immediately, a large piece of it was black and blue!

Fortunately, I used a notebook to code the words, so I didn’t need to use that force, otherwise the completion would be delayed for a few days, but it still hurts~~~~(gt;_lt;)~~~~

If there are no accidents, it will end on Friday, hurry up!Meditate: Shangxian's cute, beautiful and slender hands will get better soon, and the swelling will disappear soon!

Otherwise, the end will be delayed!

I don't know what the swelling will look like tomorrow...

~~~~(gt;_lt;)~~~~ It hurts to death!