After saying that, Sikong Huang turned around and left. Gu Bingqing looked at Sikong Huang's back as he was gradually moving away, and a trace of pain flashed through his eyes.

Shortly after Sikong Huang left, Yue'er walked out of the inner room and spoke as soon as she saw Gu Bingqing, "Madam, Yue'er heard the words of Miss Huang, what are you going to do?"

In fact, Yue'er's selfish intentions are to hope that Gu Bingqing will come from the Gu family immediately. The master has already taken over the beauty pill made by Miss Huang, which can ensure that her appearance will remain unchanged for a hundred years. If the wife leaves the Gu family, she can live a comfortable life with the master!

Yue'er thought so, but Gu Bingqing might not have. She stared at the direction where Sikong Huang left, with her eyes full of worry that could not be hidden. "Huang'er seems to have become a different person. It seems that she has not listened to me and gave up practicing the Extreme Ice God Art. At this moment, I can no longer see through Huang'er's cultivation, which means that Huang'er's cultivation has surpassed me."

Yue'er's face was in trouble, "Miss Huang doesn't know the origin of this Extreme Ice God Art... She can't blame her..."

Hearing Yue'er's words, Gu Bingqing sighed softly, turned around and sat at the table, with a serious expression, "This extreme ice magic technique can only be practiced to the sixth level. It seems that Huang'er's aura should not have been broken through yet."

"Madam, this Extreme Ice God Art is so mysterious. Since the ancestors of the ancient family obtained the God Art, how could anyone break through the seventh level? Yue'er felt that his wife was too worried."

Gu Bingqing raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "It's true that no one in the Gu family has ever broken through the seventh level of the Ice God Art, but Huang'er is an unprecedented genius in the Gu family."

"I have practiced this Extreme Ice Divine Art since I can remember it. It took me thirty years to practice the sixth level, but what about Huang'er? I have practiced it in less than a year. If someone in the Gu family could break through to this seventh level, I really can't think of a second person except Huang'er..."

After saying this, Yue'er couldn't think of anything to refute, "Mrs. What she said is reasonable."

"Brother told me all the time before his death, and Huang'er insisted on his own actions. Yue'er, what should I do?"

Before Yue'er could answer, Gu Bingqing raised her head, her eyes calm and calm, obviously had made a decision, "Forget it, for the sake of the people of the world, we must never let anyone break through the seventh level of the Extreme Ice God Art!"

"Yue'er, use the token to the Killing Hall to awaken that person. Once Huang'er breaks through, follow the instructions before his elder brother dies."

After receiving the token handed over by Gu Bingqing, Yue'er was still a little hesitant. She knew that practicing the Extreme Ice God Art would make people's emotions and desires cut off. She didn't know if this decision was based on her wife's original intention. After all, that was Miss Huang...

"But Madam..."

Gu Bingqing closed his eyes and said tremblingly: "You forgot why your elder brother died? This is not something you and I can decide, go..."

Yue'er's eyes darkened, and she remembered the scene when she hurried back to the Gu family with her wife. After a cup of tea, Yue'er owed her body and replied: "Yes."

*

"Why do you need this?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Shen! The people in the border town are also members of the human race, so we can't watch them die!"

Shen Yicen pinched the messenger, his finger bones turned white, and his face was tense. He looked at the excited boys in front of him, and his lips tightened, "The Lord of the House told me that I can't let you go."

"But…"

Sikong grinned and whistled casually, "Since the government has told me, why are we here for a while? Let's go back to the house to sleep."

"Cousin, here are tens of thousands of innocent people! How could you say so easily?"

Sikong Xiao, who had already turned around and walked towards the room, heard Chen Fu's words, and looked back at him, and a sentence popped out from his teeth, "Have you heard a word called pretending to be relaxed?"

"What's the meaning?"

Chen Fu's mind was too turned, and Sikong smiled and shrugged his shoulders and continued to walk towards the room.

She doesn't care how many people died... Besides, she is just an insignificant little person, not a savior. The sky is falling and she is still tall. Since the four kingdoms' governments all said that they can't go down, why are you so passionate about yourself?

When he returned to the room and fell on the bed, he looked back at Gu Yao who was still meditating. Sikong laughed and rubbed his eyes and buried his head in the bed, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

*

"Master, Master, wake up! Master..."

The tightly closed eyelids trembled, and Sikong Huang slowly opened his eyes, looking at the anxious peach blossom in front of him, with a light opening of his cherry lips, with a hoarse feeling that he had just woken up, "What's wrong?"

Taohua knelt in front of the soft collapse. Seeing that Sikong Huang finally woke up, she didn't care about the rules and immediately spoke: "Miss Xiaoxiao has lost contact!"

Sikong Huang's eyes changed and he flipped his hands to take out the communicator.

“Dudu…”

"Sister Huang..."

Hearing Sikong Xiao's panting sound, Sikong Huang frowned and immediately asked, "Where are you?"

"I'm in the border town..."

Sikong's voice was sometimes far and sometimes close, and he didn't hear it very clearly. Taohua was also very anxious when she listened on the side, and she was even ready to change direction to the border town.

Fortunately, they were on the way to the Siguo Academy, and it was not far from this direction to the border town.

"Bang..."

"Ah...save my child!"

"There are people over there, hurry up and help!"

"Miss Wu, be careful!"

"Sikong Xiao, be careful behind you!"

"Old man, dare to attack me!"

"Stop worrying, saving people is important."

Hearing the messaging sounds on the other side of the messenger, Sikong Huang frowned like two hemp ropes. He put the messenger to his mouth and ordered in a narrow voice: "Xiaoxiao, the government has sent someone to rescue him. Don't worry about anything. You can leave the border town quickly, do you hear it?"

"Oh, OK... Immediately..."

"bump!"

"Finished! Here!"

"Brother Shen, you are finally here!"

The sound over there was still messy. Sikong Huang turned his head and listened carefully for a while. Just as he was about to speak, Sikong Xiao's breathless voice came first, "Sister Huang, I'm very messy here, I'll tell you later...Dudu."

With two beeps, the messaging ended. Sikong Huang held the messenger tightly, and there seemed to be a layer of ice in his eyes.

Seeing this, Taohua immediately spoke: "Master, I'll change my direction and go to the border town now!"

"No."

Taohua was stunned and thought she had heard it wrong and asked again, but the master said no?

Sikong Huang clenched the messenger again and again, and his slender finger bones trembled a little, but after a moment, Sikong Huang lay down sideways again and gave Taohua lightly the instructions, "Go back to the school."

"master?"

Taohua couldn't believe it, but the master who regarded Miss Xiaoxiao as life actually said that he would go back to the school?

Sikong Huang looked tired and waved his hand to Taohua beside him, "Well, I'm tired, you go out first."

*

Time turned back an hour ago, Sikong Xiao was awakened by a dull impact. He raised his eyes and looked at Gu Yao who was still sitting cross-legged. Sikong Xiao pushed the door and walked out.

It was late at night, and the empty hall was pitch black.

Strange? Did you hear it wrong?

Sikong Xiao tilted his head in confusion. When he was about to return to the room, he suddenly heard an extremely depressing sob sound from the dark corner.

What the hell...

The hair on his body stood upside down, Sikong Xiao swallowed and walked carefully in the direction of his voice. When he got closer, a human-shaped outline appeared in the darkness, and the outline seemed a bit familiar...

"Uncle Chen?"

"Xiaoxiao girl..."

Chen Yicen's voice was a little hoarse, but Sikong didn't pay much attention to it. He slapped Chen Yicen on the shoulder, "Uncle Chen is you! I'm scared to death, I thought it was a ghost!"

"Ha, you girl is so timid..."

Sikong Xiao, who had recovered from his senses, noticed that something was wrong. He sniffed the tip of his nose. Sikong Xiao suddenly reached out to catch Chen Yicen's fist hanging beside him, and his right hand was bleeding.

"So you like to play with self-harm?"

Sikong laughed and teased, but his hands were not delayed. He took out Sister Huang from the storage ring to prepare gauze and medicine for himself, sat in front of Shen Yicen, and clumsyly bandaged him.
Chapter completed!