The empress draws her sword for love and conquers the three realms

The gods all walked into the hall one after another. Tu Shan took a deep breath and held his breath for a moment to concentrate.

"Are you hurt?"

Feng Qingluo stepped forward and held his arm nervously.

At this time, Gongsun Hongming also came over and looked at her with a doting smile, "My little sister is becoming more and more majestic."

"Brother, you are making fun of me, right?"

"No way, I'm telling the truth!"

Watching the interaction between the two siblings, Tu Shansi quietly took a step back.

Feng Qingluo let go of Tu Shansi and stepped forward to give Gongsun Hongming a kick. He had already predicted it and cleverly avoided it with a jump.

This tacit understanding must have come from growing up together!

He shook his head triumphantly and mocked: "Hey, I knew you couldn't hit me!"

Feng Qingluo couldn't help blowing her bangs, and flipping her ears and hair, she glanced at him helplessly and said, "You have grown up. If it hadn't been for me that day, you would have been the one to get married now. Not only did you not You are so grateful to me, but you still laugh at me like this.”

When Gongsun Hongming heard this, he quickly bowed and said: "Hey, the Emperor is mighty and mighty. How dare I laugh at you, but... the way you snatched a man that day... was really... Haha, it was just a joke, Your Majesty the Emperor. There are a lot of them, don’t be ignorant of me.”

He scratched his head as he spoke, with a playful smile on his face.

Feng Qingluo also laughed after hearing this. Of course she knew that Gongsun Hongming was teasing her on purpose, so she deliberately made a serious face and said, "Go in quickly!"

Feng Qingluo said while pushing him.

"Okay, okay, I don't want to disturb the world of you two, why don't I leave! How old are you, how can you be so polite about this?"

Gongsun Hongming did not forget to tease the two of them before leaving.

Tu Shansi on the side looked like a little girl who had been teased, her face suddenly turned red.

The moment Feng Qingluo turned around, Tu Shansi suddenly couldn't hold on anymore, fell to one knee and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Xiaosi, where are you injured?"

Feng Qingluo ran forward eagerly.

Tu Shansi raised his hand, pointed at his chest, and said softly: "It's okay, it's just...a little painful..."

Feng Qingluo's eyes darkened, and strong uneasiness surged in his heart.

She quickly helped Tu Shansi up, but saw that his face was as pale as snow and his breath was weak. Her heart tightened, and she quickly helped him to the foot of a tree and let him rest against the trunk.

Feng Qingluo took out the Tianji Sword and wanted to cut his wrist.

Tu Shansi's pupils shrank, and regardless of the pain, he stretched out his hand to hold the sword blade tightly and said, "No."

Seeing the blood flowing from his hand holding the Tianji Sword, Feng Qingluo yelled, "You're crazy! Aren't you afraid that your hand will be cut off!"

Tu Shansi took her hand and smiled slightly, "I'm just...a little tired. Just take a rest. Put the sword away quickly."

"That's it, don't block the sword with your hand!" She looked at his hand with distressed eyes and silently put away the Tianji Sword.

Feng Qingluo looked at him worriedly and said, "Are you sure? You look very bad."

Tu Shansi shook his head gently, "I'm fine, I just need to take a rest."

Feng Qingluo hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

She sat next to Tu Shansi and rested quietly with him. She gently wrapped her handkerchief around her palm, briefly treated his wound, and then let Tu Shansi lean on her shoulder.

The sun shines on them through the leaves, but it cannot dispel the worry in her heart.

As time passed, Tu Shansi's pain did not seem to lessen. He frowned tightly and his face became paler, but Feng Qingluo never noticed that the wound on his abdomen was bleeding.

Suddenly, Tu Shan let out a soft cry, and his body instantly lost strength. Feng Qingluo looked at him in horror and saw a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. She hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe him, but found that his clothes were soaked in blood.

Feng Qingluo's eyes heated up and she held his hand tightly, "Why is there so much blood? When was it injured?"

"Don't be afraid, the injury will heal slowly." Tu Shansi's eyes were blurred, and he whispered intermittently in a weak voice.

"Taikoo, Taikoo, come quickly."

A wedding was being held in the main hall, and Zi Ning and Xing Xuan were bowing.

Feng Qingluo's voice showed no regard for the occasion; he just ignored the ceremony and made trouble.

Taikoo and Dong Sheng hurriedly ran out after hearing the sound. The other immortals in the hall also looked out, not wanting to look at Zi Ning and the others.

Hearing this, the guests present could not help but whisper and point fingers at Feng Qingluo.

Zi Ning and Xing Xuan looked a little confused, secretly blaming Feng Qingluo for being ignorant.

Emperor Xuanyuan ignored the occasion and walked out of the hall.

Emperor Xuanyuan looked concerned, his tone full of worry, "How did you get injured? Why is it so serious?"

Taikoo tilted his head and looked again and again, with a confused look on his face, "Just now, the secret was revealed. Isn't he uninjured?"

Emperor Xuanyuan jumped over Taikoo, used his spiritual power to detect the injury, and said in a deep voice: "This injury has been there for several days, he was pierced through the abdomen by a sharp blade, and he broke into the battle with the injury just now, causing the wound to tear. "

"The most important thing now is to heal him. We must quickly find a quiet place for him to rest." Emperor Xuanyuan said again.

Feng Qingluo looked at Emperor Xuanyuan and nodded repeatedly, "I know, Taikoo can lend a hand and help me take him back to the Heavenly Temple!"

Looking at her figure, Xingxuan's eyes became filled with murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, the Fuxi clan members suddenly left en masse, and the Xuanyuan clan also left with Emperor Xuanyuan.

Xingxuan looked at all this angrily, with a cold light shining in his eyes. He clenched his fists, as if suppressing his inner anger.

"You..." Zi Ning wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Xing Xuan.

"Don't say anything, it has nothing to do with you." Xingxuan interrupted her coldly, turned and left the hall. His back looked lonely and determined in the dim light.

In a flash, he flew in front of Feng Qingluo and blocked her way, "Don't you need the hard-earned Jialan grass?"

Feng Qingluo snorted, frowned slightly, and said impatiently: "Can't I come and pick it up another day?"

"No."

Feng Qingluo's tone revealed a trace of anger and dissatisfaction: "What do you mean?"

"If you don't take it today, I will burn the blue grass and not give it to you."

Xing Xuanyun said calmly and calmly.

"You are such a despicable person." Feng Qingluo was so angry that his teeth itched.

He looked at Tu Shansi with reluctance, then turned to Taigu and said: "Taikou, take him back to the Heavenly Temple first, and let me take a good look at his injuries. There is an ice crystal snow lotus in my dormitory, give it to him to drink .”

Taigu nodded and quickly flew to Cangqiong Mountain with Tushan on his back.

This once-in-a-millennium ice crystal snow lotus is a holy medicine for healing wounds and gathering souls. There is only one of them in the world, and Feng Qingluo casually used it to heal Tu Shansi, and it was just a mere external injury.

Xing Xuan's eyes turned red with jealousy.