The Emperor actually condescended to carry someone on his back?!
The Emperor carried his beloved back to the bedroom and let her lie on the bed to have a good rest.
Wanshuo Palace, Wuyan Palace_
A man in a black robe sat at the head of the table. He tapped the table with his fingers nonchalantly and asked indifferently, "How many people are there?"
Yun Peng said respectfully, "The list submitted by the major forces consists of ninety-six people. Forty percent of them are at the ancestors level, thirty percent are ordinary experts, and the remaining forty percent are young geniuses."
The road to the Holy Ruins is not so easy to explore.
Lord Emperor said indifferently, "Let them gather in Tianan City outside the Holy Ruins. I will open the gates of the Holy Ruins in two days. Tell them that there will be no waiting after this time."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Yun Peng replied with his head down.
The Emperor suddenly remembered something and looked at Lei Ao who was standing beside him. "Lei Ao, go ask Qing Feng to bring out the Emperor and Empress' companions."
Lei Ao smiled and said, "I understand."
When the Fengyun friends, who had been trained in "hell mode" for a month, were brought out by Qingfeng, the seven of them could hardly walk steadily.
Zhongli Wuyuan reached out to support the weak Nangong Qingqing.
Yu Qiu's red robe fell loosely to his shoulders, looking very seductive, but his face was slightly pale and he walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
There was a dazed look on Yan Chen's gentle and handsome face, and his hands and legs were shaking violently.
Mo Jing limped along, a ferocious expression on his face as he walked, muttering, "Finally... it's over."
Feng Xinglan walked the steadiest, provided one ignored his somewhat messy hair and his trembling right hand hidden in his sleeve.
The high ponytailed boy Mu Yin was beaten to tears. Although he had a body made of thousands of bones, he couldn't be beaten like this all the time.
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