Chapter 268
The northwest border, where the Immortal Realm is stationed.

The two guards guarding Beiyan trembled and knelt with their heads down tremblingly, not daring to take a breath.

Qing Yao stood aside, pinching her fingers fiercely into her palms, suppressing the panic and fear in her heart, trying to calm herself down.

Jun Lin sat on the high seat, tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair, his silver eyes narrowed slightly, and his godly face was too calm.

But it was this excessive calm that made the three people below feel even more frightened. Anyone who has been with King's Landing knows that the calmer King's Landing is, the more terrifying the storm under the calmness will be.

"Did you miss it?" The voice, like the cold air emanating from the iceberg of ten thousand years, made people tremble without coming.

"Yes, yes, subordinate, this subordinate has neglected his duty, but it is up to Lord Feng to deal with it." The two immortal soldiers kneeling on the ground replied tremblingly.

Jun Lin didn't answer them, but the danger in those silver eyes became more intense and frightening.

His frozen eyes fell on Qing Yao's body, and Qing Yao's body trembled subconsciously.

"Qing Yao, give me an explanation." It was obviously a sentence without any emotional fluctuations, but Qing Yao felt as if someone was holding a sword around his neck.

"I, I just, just want to take her out to get some air. I, I didn't expect things to turn out like this. It's all my fault, it's all my fault."

Qing Yao shook his head while talking, tears fell down, extremely sad and blamed himself.

"Heh," Jun Lin sneered, and the coldness in his silver eyes grew stronger.

"Bring it up."

A bad premonition arose in Qing Yao's heart, and sure enough, the next moment, his personal slave was escorted into the tent by the immortal soldiers.

Xian Nu glanced at Qing Yao, then quickly turned her head away, with obvious signs of crying on her face.

"She has already recruited, do you need me to ask her to repeat it here?"

"A Lin, A Lin, I, I, I just..." Qing Yao bit her lip and shook her head, tears kept falling.

"Qing Yao, the deity's tolerance for you is for the sake of my mother and concubine. You'd better pray that she's okay, otherwise."

The corners of the thinned lips curved cruelly, and the voice was cold without any warmth: "You can be buried with her."

Qing Sha's face was ashen, and he fell to the ground.

"Take it."

"Yes!"

His hands were pulled up, and the gentle look on Qing Sha's face became ferocious:
"Junlin, you can't do this to me! She's just a wild girl who doesn't know where she came from. Why do you let me be buried with her! Uncle Shenjun will not agree with you to do this!"

Her voice was no longer the gentleness it used to be, but a hoarse roar.

It's a pity that Jun Lin didn't even lift his eyelids, and waved his hand lightly, the immortal soldier took the order, ignored Qing Yao's struggle, and took Qing Yao out.

"You two, go and receive the punishment yourself."

"Yes, yes, Lord Xie Fengjun forgive me, Lord Xie Fengjun forgive me!"

The two guarding immortal soldiers kowtowed to thank them as if they were being pardoned. They thought they would die today.

As soon as the two left, only King's Landing was left in the tent.

The cold cruelty in the long and narrow eyes faded away, and he closed his eyelids tiredly, feeling flustered and uneasy in his heart, and the knuckles of his fingers turned white.

Why, I would be so out of control...

"I have worked so hard to get this medicine from Uncle Yao by being coquettish and cute. Don't let it go to waste!"

The silver eyes opened suddenly, and the cold lips parted slightly: "Dragon Palace."

(End of this chapter)

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