The red light enters the body, like hot oil pouring down, and it is hard to bear pain.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head helplessly, and his body flashed like a ghost, shaking away the four middle-aged men who were about to rush over and use the jade and stone burnt.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

He grasped the time just right. As soon as the four masters of the demon race were knocked away, they turned into red fog in the air.

Chu Zhiyuan pulled Lan Mingxuan and Wu Xun and immediately withdrew more than ten feet away.

The two of them were trembling, weak and weak, and they were about to collapse on the ground at any time.

Chu Zhiyuan supported them and put them down under the roots of the tree.

The two leaned against the tree roots, their chests fluctuated violently, and they were breathing, as if they were pulling a bellows.

The eyes were dull.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned: "Two gentlemen, are they seriously injured?"

Lan Mingxuan smiled bitterly, and his face was covered with a layer of gold paper: "This is very poisonous."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Is there a life-saving pill?"

How could a master of Fengtian Palace have no spiritual pill?

"There is a bottle of rebellious pill on my chest." Lan Mingxuan said, "I'll help my husband take it for me."

Chu Zhiyuan leaned into his arms, took out a small jade bottle, opened it, and there were two red pills in total, each stuffing one for the two.

Their complexion improved rapidly.

Chu Zhiyuan couldn't help but nodded: "It's true to be a elixir."

Lan Mingxuan smiled bitterly: "If you want to escape, you can leave now."

Chu Zhiyuan laughed: "Why am I leaving? - Don't worry, the news will not be spread."

The news that Zhu Youjian had a problem was not good for him.

If the Yujing Dynasty finds out, it will be of great benefit. If it spreads out, the demon clan will definitely rush over.

Then consume the power of the Phoenix Dynasty.

Chu Zhiyuan didn't want this.

Wu Xundao: "Mr. Prince Consort, we judge the gentleman by the heart of a villain, and I'm really sorry."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Mr. Wu, there is no need to be so careful. I, the prince consort, still want to continue doing it, but I didn't want to return to the Yujing Dynasty."

Wu Xun's words were probably to calm himself down and avoid taking risks, killing them and leaving the Phoenix Dynasty.

Wu Xun shook his head: "We actually know a lot about the prince-consort."

Chu Zhiyuan raised his sword eyebrows.

Wu Xundao: "We know the relationship between the prince-consort and the emperor, and we also know that the prince-consort will not return to Yujing."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly.

Wu Xundao: "If the prince consort wants to gain something in the Tongling Pavilion, he actually needs to have a condition."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "What are the conditions?"

Wu Xun looked at Lan Mingxuan.

Lan Mingxuan sighed and nodded slowly.

Chu Zhiyuan became more and more interested: "Can't you say it?"
Chapter completed!