His little girl is already a sword king, a junior sword king, and an emperor. There are very few people who can beat her. Why was she beaten like this? The bones in her arms and legs were almost completely broken.

This is simply inhuman torture.

Damn it.

Who did it!

Situ Jiong first checked the wounds on Qin Chu's body, then his expression changed and he hurriedly ordered a standing guard, "Call my father over."

"Yes, Young Master."

The guard left quickly, and Situ Jiong gave Qin Chu a few pills to stop the bleeding.

Rong Lan's heart suddenly fell into the ice, "You can't save her?"

Situ Jiong raised his head and looked at Rong Lan. The eyes of that man who was always arrogant and arrogant were full of anger and pity, and there was also a hint of cautious hope. He thought, if he said there was no way to save him, would he?

He will immediately go out to kill someone to vent his anger.

His body was covered with Qin Chu's blood, and his fiery red robe was dyed the color of blood.

"It's a bit tricky. I need my father's help." Situ Jiong said implicitly. In fact, he was helpless about Qin Chu's injury. Alchemists are not gods. There is nothing he can do about such a serious injury.

Almost all the bones in Qin Chu's body were broken apart.

Especially the lower limbs.

This horrific method is shocking, and to say it is abuse is an understatement.

"Who takes action with such cruelty?" Situ Jiong asked. This was the first time he saw such a cruel injury. Just by imagining, he could imagine what kind of torture Qin Chu suffered at that time. For a girl, it was too much.

It's cruel.

"When I came back, she was not in the palace. There were cold arrows left by the enemy in the courtyard. I looked for her outside the palace. When I found her, she was already like this." Rong Lan's voice was deep and hoarse, with a hint of sharpness.

With murderous intent, "If I knew who it was, I would cut him into pieces!"

Sadly, he didn't see anyone at all.

He already saw Qin Chu, lying on the ground coldly.

It was as if he was dead. For almost a moment, he thought Qin Chu was dead.

Situ Jiong gave Qin Chu some more potions, but her aura was quite weak. A middle-aged man strode into the alchemy room. He looked very similar to Situ Jiong. He was calm. Compared with Situ Jiong's coldness, Situ Jiong strode into the alchemy room.

Han looks very kind.

Rong Lan has only met him once. He is one of the few sword masters in Donglin and a sixth-level alchemist. He is a rare genius. He is said to be over a hundred years old. From childhood to over a hundred years old, he has been obsessed with cultivation.

I have no time to worry about marriage.

Later, he married a very ordinary woman and gave birth to Situ Jiong. Situ Jiong probably didn't even know his specific age. Rong Lan had guessed that he was at least 150 years old. Otherwise, how could he have cultivated to such a terrifying level?

situation.

Sword Master and Level 6 Alchemist.

Situ Han rarely went out and practiced in seclusion. The affairs of Yaowangzhuang were left to Situ Jiong to take care of.

"Prince?"

"Dad, come here and take a look. She is seriously injured." Situ Jiong stood up and made way for Situ Han to walk over. Situ Jiong told Qin Chu's injuries, and Situ Han raised his eyebrows slightly.

Qin Chu's hand and hamstrings were not broken by someone, but the bones of his limbs were broken.

A more cruel method than picking off hamstrings and hand tendons.

"It's tragic." Situ Han frowned and stood with his hands behind his hands. He didn't know what he was thinking. Rong Lan was anxious, "Can we save him?"
Chapter completed!