Chapter 653

When I saw Ling Jue again, Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao just went to the early court.

Ling Jue was standing in the imperial garden, wearing a black robe, a black jade crown, black hair and black eyes. He was once a marshal of the army.

It's very powerful and domineering.

His aura never matched that of Wu Zhuang and Nanzhao.

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao is a little stunned, and there is no special accident. He knows that Ling Jue will come to him sooner or later.

"Yun Aiqing, are you back?" Wu Chuang Nan Zhao deliberately said.

Ling Jue smile, pretended to arch his hand: "I have seen the emperor, long live the emperor."

Simple greetings, with incomparable embarrassment.

Things are different, everything is not what it used to be.

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao asked: "Your Highness the devil suddenly appeared in my royal garden, but is there any good news? How is she now? "

"The emperor is very concerned about his wife." Ling jueyang raised her eyebrows and said: "I'm here to pick up my daughter."

"Pick up your daughter?" Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao's face suddenly changed, and his feigned politeness suddenly disappeared, "is your Highness the devil joking? What daughter? "

"What daughter?" Ling Jue's face sank. "Is the emperor telling lies with his eyes open? My daughter, you are the princess canglan

"That's a child born with matchless struggle. Do you want to take it? What qualifications do you have to pick up the children? "

"She's my daughter, and naturally she wants to recognize her ancestors."

"I'm sorry. Her name is yunxun. She's the daughter of Yun daoxiao, the Grand Marshal of our army. She has nothing to do with his royal highness."

Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao a meal, coldly way: "I this temple is small, can't accommodate the devil, your highness, please go back."

As soon as Ling Jue's eyebrows sank, he suddenly burst into a rage: "Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao, I give you face. Don't make mistakes."

"Why, I'm afraid of you?"

As soon as his voice fell, the demons and monsters came from all directions, standing in line behind Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao, looking at Ling Jue with pity.

Ling Jue's face was calm, but his whole body was furious. He didn't expect that Wu Zhuangnan Zhao didn't want to return the child.

All of a sudden, the two sides were at each other's throats, and the atmosphere of the imperial garden was also full of wind and rain.

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao raised his hand and hooked it back, and the evil spirit stepped back a few steps.

Immediately he said: "Your Royal Highness has the spare time to fight for children. You might as well take care of your ministers. Why do you want to hide in Xishu disguised as king Yu, and why do you want to beat Wushuang to death?"

"I have already brought the elder to justice. Don't worry. Xun'er, I want to take her back to the demons. "

"People and demons are different ways. Xun'er is a human race. If your highness is good for her, please don't disturb her. When Wushuang leaves, she entrusts her child to me, and I will fight to save her blood. "

With that, Wu Chuang Nan Zhao gave Ling Jue a cold glance, walked by him and walked quickly towards the West Palace.

Ling Jue was not amused. The appearance of the cloud Breaking Dawn was so intense that he showed his original appearance.

The evil seal between the eyebrows is fierce.

"Stop!" Ling Jue roared.

Wu Zhuangnan Zhao subconsciously turned his head and looked at him. He couldn't help but be stunned: "Heaven devil?"

"Wu Chuang Nan Zhao, I come here with sincerity to turn into a cloud and break the dawn. If you don't appreciate it, don't blame me for being impolite. "

"Why not?" Wu Chuang Nan Zhao said with a disdainful smile, "is your Highness the devil going to kill all sides of the human race?"

"Don't you dare?"

"Of course you dare. I've heard that the demons don't recognize each other. You used to be the marshal of huoqilin army and have been guarding Western Shu for ten years. Don't you have any feelings? "

"Don't presuppose any feelings in your own face. You are the most disgusting, intriguing and deceiving people

"I don't think you are any better than the demons."

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao didn't want to talk with Ling Jue, so he went straight to the West Palace. He was so angry that Ling Jue's hands were covered with a strong wind.

"Presumptuous!"

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao is so angry that he calls out his sword and is about to fight back. Then he sees Xuanji rushing over in a hurry.

"Emperor, the emperor can't help it. There's something wrong with Princess canglan."

Ling Jue hurriedly put away the strong wind and asked, "what's wrong with Xun er?"

Xuanji looked at Ling Jue in consternation, and subconsciously replied, "the little princess is still well after eating the milk. She starts to vomit after eating the milk. Now she can't stop crying."

With a look of awe inspiring, Wu Chuang Nan Zhao flew to the West Palace.

Ling Jue's heart didn't have a colic, which made his mind blank. When he eased over, he followed in a hurry.

From afar, I heard the cry of the baby in the West Palace. It was just like someone pinched her neck and screamed.

Ling Jue's heart was so cramped that he was stumbling when he walked. He felt a breath in his heart.

It's su Yin.

He covered his chest and comforted: "matchless, don't make trouble..."

But it doesn't work. The breath is getting more and more fierce. It seems to rush out.

Rao Shi Ling Jue's cultivation was so powerful that he couldn't resist the impact of this breath. His blood went to his throat, and he tried to swallow it.

Finally, when he reached the palace gate, he saw Liu chanshuang holding xun'er walking back and forth in the courtyard, his face full of anxiety.

She coaxed xun'er: "xun'er is good. My mother is here. Don't cry. Don't cry."

However, xun'er couldn't coax him. He cried, but his voice was strange, hissing and his face was red.

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao quickly walked over: "ya'er, what's wrong with the child?"

"I don't know. I've just been suckling and I'm fine. I'll finish eating like this. I can't coax you. My concubine has sent for a doctor

Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao took xun'er and patted her on the back: "xun'er, my father is here. Don't cry, OK?"

Xun'er always liked Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao best, but at this time he couldn't help crying. He was out of breath, and his face and neck were red.

Ling Jue, clutching his chest, stumbles and follows. Wu Zhuangnan Zhao roars, "don't come in. Xun Er is scared by his anger."

"I..."

Ling Jue dares to go in. She stands at the door, picks up her hand and hides her anger.

But he still did not dare to enter. He looked at xun'er from a distance, crying out of breath. He was so anxious that he was sweating.

No, this sweat is painful, heart tearing pain, let him unbearable.

That breath is the soul of Su Yin. Ling Jue can feel her anxiety. She is worried about her children.

Ling Jue leaned against the palace gate, covered his chest and comforted: "matchless, don't make trouble, don't make trouble."

Ear, there is a voice in the roar: "who dares to arrest my daughter's soul, who dares, I want to step down the whole department of hell."