"Yun Qingluo, although you are like this because you are controlled by others, after all, you have the intention to harm others before you are taken advantage of.
Yun Qingluo's body started to tremble and he didn't even dare to raise his head.
The Holy Lord looked at her for a moment and said calmly: "Because you are a disciple of Heaven, I will spare you the death penalty for the time being, but you must also suffer some punishment to make your memory long.
I will punish you by throwing you into the wilderness for a month after you recover."
Just think about it.”
Yun Qingluo didn't know what the Desolate Realm was, but she also expected that it wasn't a good place.
When she saw clearly the pity in the evil punisher's eyes when he looked at her, she knew that it was definitely a super tormenting place.
But at least he saved his life, so Yun Qingluo still thanked him carefully.
The Holy Lord looked at Rong Che again, and Rong Che smiled bitterly: "Holy Lord, Rong Che is guilty, please punish him."
The Holy Lord said calmly: "If you know, I will punish you and set off immediately to return to Feixing Kingdom."
Rong Che: "" Gu Xijiu's face changed slightly.
This incident caused Rong Che to lose three-quarters of his power, and he couldn't even stand up in his current state.
How was he going to go back, knowing that it was thousands of miles away?
She didn't know what the Holy Lord saw in Rong Che's memory, but Rong Che had been her friend from beginning to end, and she couldn't leave him in trouble without saving him.
She tentatively tried to intercede for Rong Che: "Holy Lord, the Eighth Prince has lost his skills a lot.
He is afraid that he can't even climb up on his mount now.
How about" she was about to say, why not let him rest for a day before leaving.
But he was directly interrupted by the Holy Lord's light words: "I have room for you to speak in front of me."
Gu Xijiu: "" The Holy Lord stopped looking at her, turned around, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The four envoys looked at each other.
The good deeds looked at Gu Xijiu.
He was afraid that she would be embarrassed and coughed lightly: "Miss Gu, there is no need to be sad.
In fact, the Holy Spirit respects him."
"I'm not sad."
Gu Xijiu raised her head and smiled, not caring: "I just exceeded the rules."
The difference in status between her and the Holy Lord was so great that she really had no room to speak in front of him.
It was her impatience and the fact that the Holy Lord had always been kind to her, which gave her the illusion that he was as amiable and respectable as her grandfather, and that he could talk to him without any fuss.
In the end, she had misjudged her influence on him.
The identity in your mind should be hit by 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 from now on."
Fourth envoy: ""Why do they feel even more uneasy?
But they couldn't say anything at this time, there was still some aftermath work they needed to do.
The philanthropist looked at Gu Xijiu's dark circles and said with concern: "Miss Gu, you should go back and rest.
There are still a few hours until dawn, so you might as well take a nap."
Gu Xijiu shook her head, walked up to Rong Che, and reached out to help him: "Your Highness, I will take you down the mountain."
The Holy Lord's decree is for Rong Che to roll down the mountain immediately.
No one dares to violate this decree, so even if Rong Che is paralyzed on the ground, he can only move one step at a time.
The road down the mountain was extremely rugged, and there was no carriage access.
He could only go down the mountain on foot or on horseback, but with his current physique, he could not do either of these.
Gu Xijiu's plan was to take him down the mountain, find someone to hire a carriage, and then get a decent car to take him back when he got to the small town ahead
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