On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 341 Ready-made medicine jar
The red-clothed Xueba did not hesitate to give in. He stretched out a palm with red energy to confront Ye Zhiyu.

The two air currents collided, and the cyclone rolled up dead leaves and fallen flowers, silently adding a bit of color to the battle.

Within a few breaths, the red-clothed Xue Ba was on the verge of defeat.

The turquoise light was about to overwhelm the red.

The expression on the red-clothed Xueba's face also changed from provocative to solemn. If he didn't take any action, let alone kill Ye Zhiyu here, I'm afraid he would have to answer here.

At that time, Ye Zhiyu had firmly gained the upper hand and said sarcastically: "It seems that your strength is not as strong as your tough talk."

The purpose is to completely defeat the red-clothed Xueba's psychological defense and defeat him in one fell swoop!
However, the red-clothed Xueba seemed to have some trump cards in his hand and did not lose his mind because of Ye Zhiyu's provocation.

But he looked like he had a winning chance.

He can even sarcastically say, "Whether we win or lose has not been decided yet, let's see who can have the last laugh."

Just when Ye Zhiyu was doubting, the red-clothed Xueba finally made a move.

But it wasn't for Ye Zhiyu - it was for Rong'er under the big tree.

The red-clothed Xueba shouted loudly, exposed his face to Ye Zhiyu with all his strength, and at the same time struck a fatal blow at Rong'er.

The choice was placed in front of Ye Zhiyu.

Whether to kill him with one blow or to save Rong'er.

Without hesitation, Ye Zhiyu dodged and caught the palm that hit Rong'er.

The rich black air spread and penetrated Ye Zhiyu's body.

Ye Zhiyu received this slap, but immediately dark red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

However, she was not a vegetarian. She hit the red-clothed Xueba on the shoulder with a backhand palm with overwhelming momentum, sending him flying far away.

The red-clothed Xueba flew and hit an old tree stump, then slipped and fell, and was seriously injured.

The red-clothed Xueba covered his shoulders and struggled to stand up from the ground.

Seeing that the attack was about to hit, he had no intention of fighting.

He just took a deep look at Ye Zhiyu and flew away.

It wasn't that she was kind-hearted, it was just that she wasn't completely sure that she could kill Ye Zhiyu.

Even when Ye Zhiyu was seriously injured.

At this time, Ye Zhiyu could only watch the red-clothed Xueba leave.

Suddenly, his body swayed, as if he could no longer hold up.

"歘——"

Ye Zhiyu knelt on one knee and glanced at Rong'er not far away.

Rong'er's eyes were still closed, bloodless.

Ye Zhiyu endured the pain and arranged Rong'er in a cave, set up a formation outside, and then went to chase the red-robed Xueba with confidence.

Just after she hit the red-clothed Xueba, she took the opportunity to sprinkle some tracking powder on him.

So it's not difficult to find her.

Now that she was also seriously injured, it was time to annihilate her in one fell swoop.

Otherwise, it will be a long night and many dreams.

On the other hand, the red-clothed Xueba was also afraid that Ye Zhiyu would catch up with him since he left the woods, so he panicked and just rushed forward with his head buried in the air.

By the time he realized that Ye Zhiyu was not chasing him, he had already arrived at a familiar place.

Isn't Mighty Gate the entrance to the palace?

The red-clothed Xue Bao stared at the plaque of the Weiwu Sect and had some calculations in his mind.

It would be nice to meet an old friend.

At that time, Wen Yueqin was practicing calligraphy at the desk. A lot of things happened today, and she felt uneasy. She always needed this method to calm her mind.Wherever there are women, there will be disputes. Those with lower ranks will fight for some jewelry, while those with higher ranks will kill people if they are not careful.

You can't make a wrong step by mistake.

Even if she reached the position of a concubine, she was not much better.

It's not a good feeling.

But for some reason, it seems that the more you try to do something well, the less likely you are to do it well.

There were crumpled rice papers near the table legs.

Even the pair on the table was torn to pieces in Wen Yueqin's anger and thrown upward.

"Squeak-"

Suddenly there was a sound of pushing the door open. Wen Yueqin thought it was a palace maid who came in on her own initiative, so she smashed the inkstone at hand.

"Idiot, didn't I say that you won't be allowed to come in casually?!"

Accompanied by Wen Yueqin's furious voice, there was also the sound of the inkstone hitting the door frame and breaking into pieces.

If the person who opened the door hadn't reacted quickly, he might have just hit him on the head.

"Why are you so angry, Concubine De? If you are so angry that your body gets damaged, why won't the Emperor feel so distressed?"

A familiar voice came, as unpleasant as a broken gong.

Wen Yueqin raised her eyes almost reflexively, and found that the person standing at the door was actually a red-clothed Xueba.

But she looked pale, and there were wounds on her shoulders, probably from someone.

After Wen Yueqin reacted, she was horrified, "Are you crazy?"

After saying that, he quickly walked over and pulled the person in, stuck his head out to make sure no one noticed his whereabouts, and then closed the door.

Wen Yueqin stared at the red-clothed Xueba, "Aren't you afraid that someone will find you entering my house? Do you know how much trouble this will cause me?"

The red-clothed Xueba reached out and took out his ears with a somewhat nonchalant attitude.

"Empress De Fei, I am very careful. The maids and eunuchs around me make sure they don't see my shadow."

"But..." The red-clothed Xueba paused for a moment before looking at Wen Yueqin. "But if you keep shouting like this, I won't be able to ensure that they can't hear you."

Wen Yueqin choked and did not intend to argue further on this issue. She turned around and sat back in the main seat, looking at the red-clothed Xueba with an appraising look.

"If you come here, it's best if you have something important to do. If not, I will call someone to drive you out now!"

Wen Yueqin said this with undisguised disgust in her tone.

If it weren't for Wen Yufu, she wouldn't be willing to come into contact with such a non-human and ghost thing, which would be unlucky.

The red-clothed Xueba could see the disdain of Wen Yueqin, and felt a little unfair in his heart.

After all, in her eyes, Wen Yueqin is just a brainless puppet and a pretty vase.

What qualifications do you have to dictate and be superior all day long?

However, this vase can come in handy when needed.

Like...making your own medicine jar.

Thinking of this, the red-clothed Xueba looked at Wen Yueqin with an almost crazy look.

Wen Yueqin sensed something was wrong, gathered her clothes, and said fearfully: "What do you mean?"

At the same time, Wen Yueqin's hand naturally touched the Bu Yao on her head. As long as the female ghost dared to have the slightest thought that something was wrong, this Bu Yao would penetrate her life!
The two looked at each other, with undercurrents surging in each other's eyes.

Suddenly the red-clothed blood demon moved, reaching out towards Wen Yueqin's Tianling Gai.

Wen Yueqin quickly pulled out the Bu Yao on her head and stabbed the red-clothed Xueba's famous family.

However, he grabbed his wrist first.

(End of this chapter)