Emperor Yan's Domination: The Heaven-defying Demon Concubine Evils the World

Chapter 720 Thrilling!Can't help myself!
"That's not true, dead Suzaku! What are you talking about! What fair competition, how could Mr. Huachen have such thoughts!" Xuanwu raised his hand and knocked Suzaku awake instantly with a violent shudder.

"Oh! That's it, what did Lord Huachen say?"

"I didn't say anything, I just said that I want to prove it to the Lord!"

"What! Prove it to the lord!" Suzaku exclaimed, with a shocked and terrified expression on his face, thinking wildly, "Prove to the lord that he can snatch Miss Helian? This is too much! How dare you rob the lord?" Man, Master Huachen is too much."

Qingya helped Huo Huachen clarify at the right time, "Suzaku, you are overthinking, Master Huachen absolutely did not mean that."

"Nothing! Master Huachen will prove it with actions. He must have thoughts about Miss Helian, which cannot be forgiven!"

"Suzaku, don't talk nonsense, Lord Huachen and the Lord have been friends for so many years, it is impossible for this kind of thing to happen."

Xuanwu also didn't believe that such a thing would happen, they all knew Huo Huachen's personality more or less.

Suzaku patted Xuanwu on the shoulder, eloquently, "It's impossible! It's written like this in the little books! No way! I'll go to Lord Huachen to ask for clarification!"

After Suzaku finished speaking, he rushed towards Huo Huachen's yard aggressively, Xuanwu stepped forward to stop him, but repeated persuasion was ineffective, and he was dragged along by Suzaku.

Qing Ya ignored the fight between the two, he hesitated for a while, went to the Medicine Pavilion, and returned to the study not long after.

When he came back, he still had a glass of clear liquid in his hand.

Yan Si has stopped writing for a long time, Qing Ya has seen that Yan Si's anomaly is because he is distracted, he is not in the mood to write while holding the pen, his eyes are wandering, he has nowhere to settle down, typical absent-mindedness.

"My lord, why are you so restless?" Qingya asked worriedly as she brought the wine glass to him
Yan Si's thoughts were still wandering, and he hadn't taken it back yet. He took the wine glass and didn't rush to drink it, but held it in his hand and stroked it slowly.

"Yue'er—" Yan Si rubbed the center of his brows, and called out softly, his swaying eyes revealed a bottomless uneasiness, and the brows were rubbed with red marks, and the uneasiness did not decrease at all.

"The concubine has already fallen asleep at this time, what is the Lord worried about?" Qing Ya stepped forward and asked.

Yan Si lightly drank the good liquid in the cup, the good liquid entered the mouth, and it opened up. If it was in the past, all restless thoughts would dissipate, but this time even drinking a few cups has no effect, worry and uneasiness turned into a hurricane, Swept over his entire chest, making him a little impetuous.

"My lord, if you're worried, go to the bedroom and have a look!" Qing Ya rarely saw Yan Si's uneasy appearance, and after watching it for a while, she became nervous instead.

"The concubine has issued an order that this king is not allowed to step into the bedroom." Yan Si raised his head, drank the highly concentrated liquid in one gulp, and relayed his concubine's order in a friendly tone.

Qingya smiled silently when he heard the words, he was surprised and shocked by his master who obeyed the concubine's orders, he already knew that his princess was not simple, but it was beyond his expectation that he could give orders to their master .

After Qing Ya was silent, she was about to suggest that she go to the dormitory to check the situation, but suddenly realized that this was inappropriate, and instantly dismissed the idea.

"Puff-"

Yan Si's heart suddenly beat violently, and an indescribable suffocation suddenly filled his chest, as if an invisible hand was playing with his heart.

"Moon!"

Yan Si cried out in surprise, dropped his wine glass, and hurried to the bedroom, the concubine Ling Rushan's purpose was thrown behind him by the bottomless fear.

Qing Ya felt that something was wrong, so he quickly followed, and rushed into the bedroom together with Yan Si.

In the sleeping hall, on the warm couch, there was not a woman in white sleeping peacefully, only a boy with empty eyes and stiff movements stood beside the bed.

When Yan Si found out that Yunyue was not there, his bloody eyes suddenly changed into eagle sharp eyes, flashing a sharp light that split everything.

The boy turned around after a pause, and walked out of the dormitory slowly and stiffly, not knowing where he was going.

"boom--"

Yan Si's sleeves were raised high, and a strong pressure was released violently. Only when his preference had spread to the center of the capital, the invisible pressure enveloped the entire capital, and every corner of the capital was filled with a gentle atmosphere.

"All go out to find the princess!"

Yan Si's breath flowed through the entire capital, and then he quickly retracted, and gave an order to Qingya. Qingya was pressed by the force of the tornado and had difficulty breathing. Hearing this too calm order, he realized the seriousness of the situation.

Qingya took the order, rushed out of the bedroom, kidnapped Suzaku and Xuanwu who were going to Huohuachen's courtyard, took them away from the capital, and scattered to search.

Yan Si had already disappeared in the sleeping hall, and on the top of the palace, a stream of purple ink streaked towards Hailan Kingdom at high speed.

Yunyue, who was going to the cave in the outskirts, forcibly sealed her lifeline in order to suppress the surging blood, and she was no different from ordinary people at this time.

"Cough-cough-"

Yunyue coughed weakly, and extremely hot crimson blood slid out of her throat, and her snow-white robe was soaked into a dazzling red.

"Young Master! Hold on! We'll be there soon! Hold on a little longer."

Fu Shangjin's physical strength was almost overdrawn to the limit, he felt Yunyue's breathing was so weak that it was hard to detect, and his heart fluttered high.

Yunyue's consciousness gradually slackened, and her wandering memories drifted far, far away.

That distant place is as beautiful as a fantasy painting, and their smiles, tears, love, and pampering emerge one by one.

Who is watching and teaching under the Chixue Yueyang flower tree, hoping that she can become an outstanding Moon Lord!
Who met her in the Crystal Palace, captured her heart with unique gentleness, bewitching beauty, and intoxicating voice, held her hand, and stood by each other.

When she landed out of control, how many figures caught her?She has helped someone realize their wish.

The endless river of memory bears so many figures and deeds.

The pale soft lips parted slightly, and a call that no one could understand slowly overflowed, "Yan Si—the messenger of the kite—"

Fu Shangjin hurriedly helped the limp Yunyue, and woke her up anxiously, "Master! Hold on! It's here! It will be fine soon! Open your eyes quickly, don't close them! Don't close them!"

Yunyue heard Fu Shangjin's hoarse voice, her eyelids loosened, and her consciousness gradually gathered. She vaguely saw a small shallow pool, took a deep breath, and suppressed the burning of the flame with all her strength, "I'm fine, go in!"

Fu Shangjin hugged Yunyue horizontally, rushed into the cave with brisk steps, carefully placed Yunyue on the stone bed, and frantically searched for Bing Xinlian.

"Bing Xinlian, Bing Xinlian, I put it here, why can't I find it!"

Fu Shangjin's heartbeat was extremely fast, and his face was ashen. He clearly remembered to put Bing Xinlian on the stone table, but just now he groped up and down and couldn't find it, thinking that someone had taken it away, and he was about to die of anxiety.

"Ahem—don't worry—"

Yunyue lost a lot of blood, her mask was fair, her hands and other places were pale, her lips were bleeding continuously, her consciousness was scattered and gathered, and she was almost stretched to the limit.

"Ah—how could this be—"

Fu Shangjin searched frantically in the dark, his mind was in a mess, and his thoughts had already been scattered by the impact of excessive anxiety.

"Young Master, I'm sorry, I can't find it! I can't find Bing Xinlian, I really don't have any use for it, I just put it there, I'm sorry, ah—"

Seeing that Yunyue's eyes were no longer able to open again, Fu Shangjin couldn't find Bing Xinlian after a quick search of the cave, so nervous that he collapsed directly, kneeling in front of Yunyue, crying with his head in his arms.

"Don't worry, look slowly—cough cough—" Yunyue looked at Fu Shangjin angrily, and comforted him weakly.

Fu Shangjin forced himself to calm down, his pupils shone with glass light condensed to the extreme, and his frantic eyes scanned the cave.

"what--"

Fu Shangjin screamed in surprise, with a happy expression on his face, he suddenly threw himself under the stone bed, reached under the bed and groped, happily said: "Young master, I found it, you have to hold on, it will be fine soon."

Fu Shangjin took out an exquisite long box from the bottom of the bed, hurriedly took out the Bing Xinlian in the box, which was lingering in the cold air, and quickly put it on Yunyue's wound.

"hiss--"

The sudden biting cold made Yunyue gasp, and when Fu Shangjin removed the Bing Xinlian from the wound, the flames that scorched the wound disappeared.

The blood also stopped spilling out, and to Fu Shangjin's shock, the wound healed itself without catching other medicinal materials.

Holding Bing Xinlian, Fu Shangjin looked at the wound that had healed without a scar in astonishment, forgetting that there were other wounds for a while.

what happened?Bing Xinlian can only eliminate the icy flame, but cannot heal the wound. How could the young master's wound heal?

"There are more." Yunyue pointed to the other open flesh, reminding Fu Shangjin who was in a daze.

"Yes, right now!" Fu Shangjin immediately came back to his senses, moved Bing Xinlian to other wounds, and covered the wounds one by one like a seal.

All wounds that eliminate the flame will heal automatically.

"Ah--"

Yunyue exhaled a long mouthful of turbid air. Although the wounds had healed, the blood volume in her body was too low and her life veins were still sealed. At this time, she was very weak, and she could hardly even raise the strength to speak.

Unexpectedly, Bing Xinlian, who helped Ye Ge fetch from Linglong Pavilion at that time, would actually help him at this time. Is this considered a good person will be rewarded?
(End of this chapter)