"You guys, just give up, my sister won't give birth to... give birth to your child!"
The little girl's face was bulging with anger, and she tried hard to help Murong Yun up and leave this place.
Unfortunately, Murong Yun still didn't have much strength. No matter how hard the little girl tried, she couldn't stand up.
Chu Yunli left to report to the Emperor. The Emperor couldn't wait any longer in the Imperial study. If Little Nine's kidnapping would not aroused suspicion and he was not afraid of leaking the news, he would have gone to Kunning Palace to visit him right now.
Seeing Chu Yunli coming over, he couldn't wait to ask, "How is Little Nine?"
Chu Yunli stepped forward and replied, "Your Majesty Ninth Prince is fine and not injured at all."
Watching the little red dots on the screen disappear one by one, Su Jingjing looked sideways at Wen Li and stared at her with her chin propped up.
You can tell who did it just by looking at it.
When they arrived in the Imperial Capital alone, neither the Evans headquarters nor the organization leaders in the Imperial Capital received any messages.
Murong Yun carried the girl in her arms and flew all the way until her spiritual energy was exhausted, then she fell from the air and staggered a few more steps. The poisonous needles in her body had turned into poisonous blood and flowed all over her body.
In the spiritual sea, Miao Miao lived peacefully among the fiery toxins. Seeing the new toxins that were not afraid of death rushing in, Little leaf was excited, and those old Huanluo flower poisons surged up...
Chu Yunli escorted the Ninth Prince back to the palace to report back to the Emperor. This was an order secretly given to him by the Emperor. The news was not made public and everything was done in secret.
Fortunately, the Ninth Prince was fine and was rescued safe and sound.
All this was thanks to Jiang Ning. If Jiang Ning hadn't discovered this a long time ago and took action to treat the Ninth Prince, the Ninth Prince would have been brutally murdered by now.
Hearing the sound of the study door on the second floor, several people chatting happily raised their eyes.
They saw Wen Li walking slowly down the stairs.
Su Jingjing stopped talking to Li Ruobing, stood up and walked to her.
"Otherwise? Practicing martial arts is such a hard thing, so of course I choose to cultivate spirit."
Murong Yun's fingers flashed with green wood spiritual energy. As she turned, she threw a few seeds towards the opponent. As Miao Miao continued to use her skill 'Wu Sheng', the snowfield was filled with green vitality.
This time, sharp thorns sprouted from the growing vines, which looked very sharp under the snowy light, and they rushed towards the man without hesitation.
