It's too hard to chase after the demon concubine

Chapter 1063 The impact is huge!
The more Yunzhu talked, the more excited she became, her eyes shone brightly, but Yu Wenxuan could hear the cold sweat all over her body. Looking at Yunzhu, she felt her scalp go numb...

However, Yunzhu was still talking there, apparently not noticing Yu Wenxuan's strangeness, and was immersed in the exciting world she had woven.

Yu Wenxuan rubbed the goosebumps on her body, "Zhu, Zhuer...don't talk..."

Yunzhu looked puzzled, "Why didn't you say it? Do you think these tortures are not good enough? Not enough to relieve hatred? Then I will think about other things..."

Yu Wenxuan: "..."

Those tortures are not bad, but... used on a corpse... I always feel a little horrified... It's hard for her to talk with such relish and enjoy it...

……

On the other side, Chu Tianyao had just finished a tumultuous storm and was about to lie down to rest, but he heard the voices of people outside. Although the distance was a little far away, the voice was in an uproar, and it was particularly noticeable in the dark night.

He frowned, and asked the palace servants outside what happened.

The palace man reported the truth, saying that someone broke into the Heavenly Demon Sword Formation, which caused a commotion.

After hearing this, Chu Tianyao sneered, "What an idiot who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth! He only went into some kind of sword array if he didn't want to die! He's really looking for a dead end!"

Immediately outside the door came a respectful reply from the palace servants, "Yes, Miss Yun is unconscious now, and she might die soon."

Chu Tianyao snorted disdainfully, but then he reacted, his face darkened, and his voice suddenly raised a bit, "Who are you talking about?"

The little eunuch was obviously stunned for a moment, but said truthfully: "The person who inquired said it was Miss Yun, now..."

"Which Miss Yun?"

The voice was a little frightening, and the little eunuch stroked his chest tremblingly, "Yes, it is Miss Yunruo from Yong'an Houfu..."

"What did you say!"

Chu Tianyao stood up abruptly, with a gloomy and frightening face, beside him, Yun Chuchu also sat up, grabbed his arm, with a look of confusion, "Your Majesty, he, he said...is it Seventh Sister?"

Chu Tianyao glanced at her with a gloomy expression, got up and dressed without saying a word.

"My lord, where are you going?"

Yun Chuchu looked anxious, and wanted to get out of the bed, but because her body was too soft and weak, her feet softened and she fell forward.

Chu Tianyao supported her in time, frowned, "You wait here."

Yun Chuchu looked worried, "But they said Seventh Sister... no, I'm going to see it!"

Chu Tianyao frowned even tighter, "This is the imperial decree."

Yun Chuchu's eyes trembled, but she still slowly let go of the hand that was holding him tightly, her appearance was obedient and docile, "Then... then the emperor, go and see Seventh Sister quickly! The concubine... is waiting for the emperor here."

Seeing her so delicate and soft like water, I felt pity for her, Chu Tianyao's expression softened slightly, he nodded, helped her onto the bed, then turned and left the room.

Yun Chuchu sat by the bed, looked at his back as he left in a hurry, her eyes lighted slightly, her expression difficult to understand.

……

Misty Peak.

The fat old man was administering needles to Yun Qianruo, while Bei Mingfeng stood by and watched, his expression was covered by a mask, but those eyes were as deep as the sea of ​​stars in the cold night, making it impossible to see through the emotions in them.

Yun Qianruo's eyebrows, wrists, and palms were all pierced with silver needles, and the fat old man was holding a silver needle in his hand, frowning as if he was thinking about where to put the next needle.

"How long are you going to tie it?"

A deep, cold voice sounded without a trace of warmth, but it made people hear a bit of deep-seated anger and distress.The fat old man stroked his beard and turned to stare at him, "Don't interrupt the old man when the needle is being inserted! It's no joke if the needle is missed!"

Bei Mingfeng narrowed his eyes, his air was cold, but he didn't say anything in the end.

While pricking Yun Qianruo's finger, the old man hummed softly, "You think you are the only one who feels sorry for you? She is the old man's precious disciple... The needle pierced her, but it hurts the old man's heart..."

Bei Mingfeng stood, ignoring him, but stared at Yun Qianruo for a moment, looked at her pale face, slightly frowned eyebrows, and felt as if a heavy stone was pressed on her heart, dull and uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the fat old man's fingers were like the wind, and the needle was inserted quickly, "Come on, help the little girl up, I want to heal her injury!"

Bei Mingfeng frowned slightly, and said coldly, "I'll come."

The old man glared at him immediately, and said with disgust, "Your internal cultivation is too cold, not suitable for a little girl, but my old man's cultivation is more gentle!"

"influential?"

"Of course there is! And the impact is huge!"

Bei Mingfeng frowned and looked at him. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes clearly made people understand what he wanted to express: whether there is any influence is not just a matter of words, there must be sufficient reasons!
The fat old man curled his lips, "The reason why my darling is unconscious is because the Heavenly Demon Sword Formation drove the spiritual power of the witch clan in her body, and..."

Before he finished speaking, Bei Mingfeng interrupted with a frown, "Why does Ah Ruo have the spiritual power of the witch clan in his body?"

"This..." The fat old man twirled his beard and pondered for a moment, with an inscrutable expression on his face, "This is a long story, old man, I will tell you another day! Right now, it is important to save the precious apprentice first!"

"..." Bei Mingfeng frowned slightly, remembering Yun Qianruo's strange behavior when she approached the half jade pendant and the pear-shaped imprint on her wrist...

Will all the spiritual power of the witch clan be related to these?
(End of this chapter)