"Yun Qingluo, although you are controlled by others, you will be used by others after all, if you have the intention of harming others in your heart. Gu Xijiu is his disciple. You will be punished even if you have murderous intentions against her!”

Yun Qingluo's body trembled and he didn't even dare to raise his head.

The Holy Lord looked at her for a moment and said lightly: "For the sake of your disciple of Heaven, I will spare your death penalty for a while, but I will also be punished to give you a long memory. I will punish you to enter the state of wasteland for a month after healing."

Yun Qingluo didn't know what the realm of the wasteland was, but he also expected that it was not a good place. When he saw the evil spirit clearly looking at her pity, she knew that the cliff was a place that was extremely painful-

But at least he saved his life, Yun Qingluo still expressed his gratitude with caution.

The Holy Lord looked at Rong Che again, and Rong Che smiled bitterly: "Saint Lord, Rong Che is guilty, please punish him."

The Holy Lord said lightly: "It's good if you know it! I'll punish you to set off and go back to Tianxing Kingdom immediately!"

Rong Che: "..."

Gu Xijiu's face changed slightly. This incident caused Rong Che to lose three-quarters of his ability, and he couldn't stand up now. How would he go back? You must know that this is thousands of miles away...

She didn't know what the Saint saw in Rong Che's memory, but Rong Che was her friend from beginning to end, and she couldn't see him not saving him.

She tried to talk to Rong Che: "Saint Lord, the Eighth Prince has lost his skills. Now he is afraid that he can't even climb up the mount. It's better..." He was about to say 'It's better to let him rest for a day before leaving', but he was interrupted by the Holy Lord's light words: "Is there room for you to speak in front of me?"

Gu Xijiu: "..."

The Holy Lord stopped looking at her, turned around and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The four envoys looked at each other, and the envoys looked at Gu Xijiu, afraid that she would be embarrassed, so they coughed lightly: "Miss Gu, don't be sad, in fact, the Holy Lord..."

"I'm not sad." Gu Xijiu looked up and smiled, not caring: "It was me who just exceeded the rules."

The difference between her and the Saint Lord is too different, and she really has no room for words in front of him. It was her momentary indifference and the Saint Lord has always treated her well, which made her have a little illusion that he thought he was as friendly and respectable as his grandfather, and could speak without any big or small. After all, she misjudged her identity in his mind, and it was also necessary to hit this nail.

She comforted the four envoys: "Don't worry, Xijiu will pay more attention to her words and deeds in front of the Holy Lord in the future."

Four envoys: "..." Why do they feel even more worried?

But they can't say anything at this time, and there are some aftermaths that they need to do.

The envoy of the Susan Shan looked at Gu Xijiu's dark circles and said with concern: "Miss Gu, you have gone back to rest too. There are still a few hours before dawn, so you can take a nap."

Gu Xijiu shook her head, walked to Rong Che, and reached out to support him: "Eighth Prince, I will take you down the mountain."

The Holy Lord's decree was to let Rong Che roll down the mountain immediately. No one dared to disobey this decree, so even if Rong Che is slumped on the ground, he can only leave.

The road down the mountain was extremely rugged and there was no carriage. He had to go down the mountain to run or ride a horse, but with his current physique, he could not do either.
Chapter completed!