Dijun, your medical concubine has gone against the sky again

Chapter 575 There is still a noble concubine who can use it (4)

Boss Ye gently turned Yu Xiao in his hand: "Tell me, what is this young master?"

"The young master is... senior brother." Yunqian tilted his head and thought for a moment, "I don't know who he is, but I just think his identity can deter those two elders of the empire, so I borrowed it temporarily, and senior brother doesn't care about it." It's smaller than that."

Boss Ye snorted arrogantly.

A broken young master, his status as the young master is many steps higher than that broken young master, he must find a chance to show off in front of his wife, so as not to be overshadowed by that young master senior brother.

Yun Qian raised her eyes, looking at the group of people from the empire who were about to leave the academy: "Concubine An has sent it away, what are you going to do next?"

Ye Yan coldly threw two words at her: "Watching a play."

Yun Qian raised her brows high: "Eh?"

What responded to her was Boss Ye's coldness and silence.

Since they handed over False Yunqian, there has indeed been no more murders on the empire's side.

The person behind the Nether Clan kept his promise, as long as he took Yun Qian down, he would let the others go.

Regarding this, Boss Ye remained silent for the time being.

Two days later, a month of dark and windy nights.

A blood-colored brilliance fell silently in the dark prison where Concubine An was imprisoned. Yunqian was pulled by Boss Ye, and temporarily hid in the dark to observe the situation in the dark prison.

Not far in front of them, Concubine An with disheveled hair was tied to a torture rack. The bleeding from various injuries on her body was simply stopped, and she was hanging on her dying breath. It was estimated that she would not die for a while.

Five or six people came in from the outside, the emperor, two elders of the empire, and three people sent by the alliance to check the situation.

"How did you make people like this?"

The emperor looked at the fake Yunqian in front of him, who was neither human nor ghost, his brows were frowned, and he seemed a little disgusted.

The two elders who brought them back were dripping with cold sweat: "She offended the young master of the Holy Realm, and when the young master got angry, he acted harder."

They were discussing here, Concubine An, who was tied to the rack, heard a familiar voice, and slowly opened her eyes to look over here.

The moment she saw the emperor, she immediately became agitated, shook her head desperately and struggled, rattled the chains on her body, and made a whining sound, as if she wanted to tell the emperor her identity , but still can not express their own meaning.

The emperor didn't understand what her excitement was for, and looked at the blood-stained woman in front of him with some dissatisfaction, with a bit of disgust on his face.

Concubine An twisted her body and struggled more and more violently, with some hope and anticipation in her expression.

"Forget it, the Nether Race is just someone who wants her, as long as she doesn't die." The emperor waved his hand impatiently, "What does the lord say?"

A Nirvana master in the alliance stepped forward: "The lord said that this witch is too aggressive, let's deal with her in a harmless state first, and after everything is settled, he will send someone to take her away." Walk."

The emperor glanced at Concubine An, waved his hands coldly and ordered: "Then do it."

"Yes."

The two elders responded, each took two sharpened thin iron rods from the torture rack next to them, and walked up to Concubine An, who couldn't help crying.

The two looked at each other, their expressions became fierce, and suddenly pierced the wrist bone of Concubine An's wrist with the thin iron rod, nailing her hands to the cross completely.

(End of this chapter)