Dijun, your medical concubine has gone against the sky again

Chapter 1291 Are you a senior brother? (6)
The Lord of the Holy Realm smiled, squatted down beside her, and raised his hand to press her lower abdomen: "You'd better give me a little rest, otherwise I can't guarantee that he will be born safely. I can't kill you and that emperor, but it seems easy to deal with an unborn child."

Yun Qian was not his opponent, she watched his movements with a livid face, and gritted her teeth with hatred: "If you dare to touch him, even if I sacrifice everything, I will die with you, and you will not be able to please me."

"So, be honest with me, it's good for us all, of course, it's also good for Qiancheng and that little brat in your belly."

Yun Qian was noncommittal.

She was taken away by someone called by the Lord of the Holy Land. In order to prevent her from playing tricks, they locked her on the bedpost with a special chain. The length of the chain was only long enough for her to stay in this room. It's just an activity.

That night, Yunqian didn't know when she fell asleep, but she remembered that she had a strange dream.

I dreamed that my senior brother was standing in front of her covered in blood, telling her one by one not to be used by the Lord of the Holy Realm, and no matter what he said, never agree...

She wanted to ask another question, but her senior brother's body suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of blood and floating in the air.

Yun Qian only felt that her eyes were full of strange blood red. With a roar, she woke up suddenly, only to realize that she was sitting on the ground and fell asleep.

She wiped the cold sweat off her forehead, got up and moved her legs and feet that were sore and numb from the pressure, but she kept replaying what her senior brother had said to her in her dream.

No matter what the Lord of the Holy Realm says, never agree...

With lingering fears in her heart, she felt that this might be something her senior brother Tuo Meng hinted at.

It's not that she's superstitious, but that this dream is so weird, and at this juncture, she really can't help but think about it...

In the early morning of the next day, the Lord of the Holy Realm came to tell her that Fu Yang had been captured and the soul extraction technique could be performed at any time, so she asked her to prepare and start tonight.

Yun Qian responded casually, picked up the teapot on the table and poured herself a glass of water.

But when the lord of the holy land was about to leave, she asked coldly: "Can you let me go as long as I finish this for you?"

The Lord of the Holy Realm paused, and after a moment of silence, Ai gave an ambiguous answer: "It depends on your performance."

Yun Qian narrowed his eyes dangerously.

She rallied and managed to hold on until the lord of the holy land left. Then, as if all her strength had been drained, she slumped in the chair powerlessly.

Things have developed to such a situation, she is not strong enough, and she is in the hands of the goddamn master of the holy land, and she really has nothing to do at the moment.

The only hope she has now is that Senior Brother Yiqiu can kill the Lord of the Holy Realm as soon as possible and gain control over her body, or that the boss who doesn't know where he is can show up and come out to help her.

She waited from the morning until the sun went down, but she didn't see any miracles.

After night fell, the Lord of the Holy Realm sent someone to invite her to the altar. Yun Qian lazily responded and set off...

It was night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, above the altar, there were a few strange white banners floating, which inexplicably added a bit of spookiness.

Yun Qian stepped up, and saw Fu Yang lying on the central platform after being knocked out, and next to him, the Lord of the Holy Realm was also standing there with his hands behind his back, as if everything was ready.

(End of this chapter)