However, before the pair of demonic palms reached out to Spirit Duck, Xiaoyi's panicked voice was heard, "Mother, mother, what's wrong with you? Xiaoyi is afraid~"

I saw Ling Mulao's figure shaking slightly, and a trace of scarlet blood oozing out from the corner of his lips. It turned out that he had hurt himself with the eighth-level mysterious door last night, and he finally reacted.

"Rao'er, what's wrong with you?" Hua Wuxin's face darkened, he took a step forward and grabbed Ling Mulao's wrist, and said in a deep voice: "I hurt my heart, I have to heal it quickly."

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury!" Ling Mulao shook his head, and Xiaoyi in his arms immediately fell to the ground obediently for fear of hurting her.

Hua Wuxin looked ugly, "Your injury is not a minor injury at all. If it is not treated in time, it will..."

Before he could finish this sentence, Ling Mulao, who was walking forward, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and stumbled, holding on to the big tree next to him to steady himself.

"Mother, mother..." Xiaoyi's eyes suddenly turned red, she sniffled and cried bitterly, holding Ling Muchao's thighs with her small hands as if she was afraid that she would be gone in the next second.

Ling Mulao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, reluctantly stroked Xiaoyi's head and smiled, "Xiaoyi, don't cry, isn't my mother standing by your side?"

"Why are you so stubborn!" Hua Wuxin frowned, as if she was very angry. Without waiting for any response from Ling Mulao, he pulled her to sit on the floor domineeringly, and then used his palms to regulate her breath.

After being drunk like this, Ling Mulao could vaguely see the former Nangong Yi in Hua Wuxin. He was so domineering and arrogant but now he was so quiet.

With tears in his eyes, Ling Mulao took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes, and began to regulate his breathing as Hua Wuxin introduced the true energy into his body.

After his breath calmed down slightly, Ling Mulao ignored Hua Wuxin's objections and prepared to return to the capital with his weak body. "Time is running out. I guess there will be a more intense war right now."

Ling Mulao's stubbornness cannot be changed by anyone, but Hua Wuxin found a reason to stay with her this time, and the three of them entered the capital one by one.

Sure enough, as Ling Mulao said, the three of them saw a large number of troops being mobilized as soon as they entered the capital, but naturally they were not soldiers from the Xuanwu Kingdom, but troops from several factions of the Tianxuan Kingdom itself.

At the gate of the city, Feng Yan had already calculated the time and was waiting at one side, "My Lady, the Empress Dowager and her servants are waiting for you here. Please go back quickly. This is..."

"Hello, uncle!" When he saw Feng Yan suddenly looking down at him, Xiaoyi shouted in a sweet voice.

Feng Yanxin softened a little at the soft voice, and when he saw Ling Mulao nodding to confirm his guess, his eyes suddenly turned red. A grown man actually shed a few tears in front of all his subordinates.

Ling Mulao, Hua Wuxin and others got on the carriage and entered the palace at full speed. Because the journey was fast, they made an exception and took the carriage into the palace.

When they arrived at Zunyi Palace, the Empress Dowager was waiting anxiously at the door. As soon as she saw Ling Mulao getting off the carriage safely, she immediately stepped forward to greet her: "You are back, and the Queen Mother is always relieved."

"Don't worry, Queen Mother, Shangguan Yifei has withdrawn his troops." Ling Mulao held the hand of the Empress Dowager and comforted her at the same time.

"The soldiers have retreated, but now..." The Empress Dowager frowned, and at a glance she saw Xiaoyi jumping out of the carriage.
Chapter completed!