Return of the Medical Concubine: The reborn legitimate daughter goes crazy and kills!

Di Wuming spoke in a stern voice, his murderous intent almost unable to be suppressed.

He never expected that Xiao Zhan would trick him like this. After he was brought to the courtyard, he did not see Xiao Zhan, so he felt something was wrong and immediately returned to the front hall, but it was too late.

Xiao Zhan pursed his thin lips, his cold eyes were full of hostility, and he raised the soft sword, emitting a cold light.

He and Di Wuming had never really torn their faces apart. At this moment, he said coldly, "Meng Qingge, if you don't explain clearly today, you will never leave this Han Palace."

"Somebody come!"

At a command, several guards surrounded the front hall.

His eyes were bloodshot and filled with murderous intent.

Emperor Wuming brought only cold wind and cold rain, drew his sword, and confronted Xiao Zhan's men.

"Ha. Well, I want to see if you can keep me here today!"

The Emperor has no dark ways.

His arrogance and violence are completely undisguised!

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a bang, and he pressed his hand on the wheelchair. Swish, swish, swish, several silver needles shot towards Xiao Zhan. Xiao Zhan snorted coldly, and raised his soft sword to knock them down immediately.

The two people immediately became friends.

This was the first time that Yun Chaomu saw Di Wuming fighting with someone. He was sitting on a wheelchair, yet seemed to be one with the wheelchair. He flew up and his moves were fierce. This was an absolute fight between masters.

"Meng Qingge, hold on tight."

He only used one hand to draw the sword and fight with Xiao Zhan, and the other hand was needed to control the wheelchair, so he had no hand to hug Yun Chaomu. Such an offensive fight could easily throw Yun Chaomu out.

The moment Di Wuming finished speaking, she hugged his waist tightly and rested her head on his chest. She could hear his strong and powerful heartbeat, which was deafening.

Di Wuming, thank you.

Xiao Zhan, I finally have no lingering feelings or love for you anymore.

Bang bang bang.

The internal energy roared as the two sides collided, causing an extremely shocking effect. Tables and chairs flew over and the front hall was in a mess, but the two men had no intention of stopping and continued to attack fiercely, refusing to give in to each other.

Leng Feng and Leng Yu outside the hall also started fighting, and they were fighting with Xiao Zhan's subordinate Jiang Li and the guards of Prince Han's mansion, each protecting their own masters.

But this is Prince Han’s Palace.

There are so many guards in the Han Palace, how can Leng Feng and Leng Yu alone be a match for so many people? Even though their martial arts are not weak.

Jiang Li, Xiao Zhan's close subordinate, was always extremely respectful to her and called her Miss Yun. Even when Xiao Zhan wanted to send her gifts or pass on messages, it was Jiang Li who ran errands.

But now, Jiang Li's sword pierced Leng Yu's arm sharply.

That baby-faced subordinate, Leng Feng's younger brother, just grinned, sneered, and continued fighting.

But in a round-robin battle, there were more and more guards behind Jiang Li. This was Xiao Zhan's mansion, his home court, while there was only cold wind and rain on Di Wuming's side.

Leng Yu was injured.

Leng Feng's moves are more fierce.

The fight between Di Wuming and Xiao Zhan was almost fierce, but Di Wuming had this burden, and he was also controlling the wheelchair.

Their swords collided in the air, leaving many afterimages, and neither side gave in.

Yun Chaomu raised her head from Di Wuming's chest. Her face was pale and her eyes were still red. She had no emotion and just stared at Xiao Zhan coldly.

Hatred gathered, and she slowly raised her hand.

When Xiao Zhan was fighting with Di Wuming again and they were very close, she suddenly made a move and attacked Xiao Zhan directly in the chest. Xiao Zhan snorted coldly and turned his body to the side, but saw a heavy palm shadow, as if she had predicted his prediction. This move attacked his wrist directly and hit him in one go. With a bang, the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Xiao Zhan was stunned and forgot to fight back for a moment. He looked at Yun Chaomu in shock.

The Falling Flower Palm Technique was Xiao Zhan's unique skill! He had also taught her one move at a time.

She learned eighteen of the thirty-six moves, one move a year, and died in her twenties.

And the move just now was the multiple palm shadows of the Luoying Palm Technique!

Xiao Zhan, did you recognize it? Your unique skill.

Yes, Xiao Zhan couldn’t recognize it.

The moment Yun Chaomu made his move, he was completely stunned and even forgot to react. When masters fight, a slight mistake can lead to a huge loss. Even this little bit of hope was enough for Di Wuming to pierce his heart.

But at the moment when Di Wuming opened his cold eyes in shock, his sword blade deviated in direction and hit Xiao Zhan directly on the chest. Bang, Xiao Zhan was knocked away by Di Wuming's powerful internal force.

Emperor Wuming put away his sword.

He also disdains to take advantage of others' misfortunes.

"master!"

"Your Majesty!"

Xiao Zhan's defeat made Jiang Li scream out in shock, and they all spoke out anxiously.

When Di Wuming and Xiao Zhan stopped, their subordinates naturally stopped as well. There was a bloody mark on Jiang Li's neck, the wound was not deep, but he was also injured. However, compared with the wounds on Leng Feng and Leng Yu's body, his injuries were obviously negligible.

Yun Chaomu choked and coughed after just one blow. Her wound was so painful. The big movement just now made her internal organs hurt.

Xiao Zhan seemed not to hear his subordinates' voices. With red eyes, he slowly got up from the ground. His cold eyes stared at Meng Qingge. His hoarse voice rang out word by word, "The tenth style of the Falling Flower Palm Technique, heavy palm shadows. Why do you know how to do it?"

he asked through gritted teeth.

Staring at Meng Qingge.

The Luoying Palm Technique was a modification he made to the palm technique taught by his master to make it more suitable for women. He taught it just to Mu'er. In this world, only he and Mu'er knew this palm technique.

Why, four years later, Meng Qingge learned the Falling Flowers Palm technique?

At this moment, he was absolutely certain that Meng Qingge knew Mu'er's whereabouts.

So, she knew that Mu'er had been imprisoned by him for seven months, so she knew the Falling Flower Palm Technique, which was taught to her by Mu'er...

She must know where Mu'er is!!

Yun Chaomu leaned on Di Wuming's chest and coughed softly. Every time she coughed, she felt pain and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

She looked at Xiao Zhan's red eyes and his disoriented expression, and her heart was calm.

"Meng Qingge, do you know where she is?"

Seeing that Meng Qingge didn't say anything, he asked again anxiously.

He stood up and stared at Meng Qingge, not missing any expression on her face.

Seeing Xiao Zhan's look, Di Wuming frowned. There were not many people who could make Xiao Zhan lose his composure, and the former eldest daughter of the Yun family was one of them. Now looking at Xiao Zhan's look, it was obvious that she regretted it.

Yes, one is the cloud in the sky, morning and evening, the other is the cloud in the mud.

Everyone knows who to choose.

Now I am afraid I regret it.

Emperor Wuming sneered with disdain.

"Meng Qingge, please speak. Tell me, where is she?"

Seeing that Yun Chaomu remained silent, Xiao Zhan became more and more impatient, and even his breathing became unstable.

Yun Chaomu looked at Xiao Zhan, her cold eyes full of mockery. She said, "Prince Han, who are you asking about?"