I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 78 I said, kill her.

Wu Luo forced herself to stand up and slowly walked to his side: "Young Master, we can't let them escape!"

"Do you need to tell me? Hurry up and go after her!" He even gave her a look of disdain and impatience.

They didn't care about her health at all.

The two chased after them, with Zhongli Yueluo leading He Yuhuan in front.

I don't know if it was arranged in advance or what?

The people on this street were all wiped out, leaving not a single one behind.

As she ran, she kept an eye on her surroundings to see if any of the Shadow Guards were around.

She drew talismans in the air, but no one caught them; it seemed they had all been attacked.

"Master, don't run away, let me go and kill them both!" He Yuhuan said weakly.

Zhongli Yueluo was too exhausted to run any further, and just as she was about to make another move, Su Fengling appeared on the wall.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhongli Yueluo was alright.

"It's you, you reckless fool, who's been eyeing my sister!"

With a cold glint in his eyes, the plum blossom spear was already shot out, but Gongshu Liang dodged it by sidestepping.

"Even if he comes, it won't change the situation, unless you want him dead too!" The words carried a threatening tone.

Su Fengling's strength should be roughly equal to that of Gongshu Liang.

But seeing how confident he was, could he have some backup plan?

Su Fengling ignored his rambling and brandished her sword with a flourish before heading straight for him.

Gongshu Liang dodged left and right, and the two became entangled, neither gaining the upper hand.

Finally, their swords pierced each other's shoulders.

Gongshu Liang was also a ruthless man; he walked forward with the sword tip pointing at him.

The blade in his hand sank deeply into Su Fengling's shoulder.

Zhongli Yueluo stepped forward anxiously: "Little brother!"

"Sister, don't worry." He swept his hand across the shoulder and took a step back; both of their shoulders were bleeding.

Zhongli Yueluo frowned and rubbed her fingers. With her current strength, she might end up with both sides suffering heavy losses.

She played her flute horizontally, changing the enchanting sounds, and Su Fengling's eyes lit up, as if his soul was being driven by someone.

"Brother, trust me."

As expected, the demonic sound increased the speed of his magical power flow, making him more agile. This time, Gongshu Liang almost couldn't withstand it.

Wu Luo stepped forward to help, trying to interrupt Zhongli Yueluo's assistance.

Su Fengling jumped up, pulled Zhong Liyueluo over, and spun around to avoid her.

Wu Luo's sword grazed Zhongli Yueluo's face, and Su Fengling's eyes turned cold.

Zhongli Yueluo's voice rang in his ear: "Kill her!"

This was probably the first time he had ever heard her speak in such a cold tone.

Still somewhat hesitant, before he could react, Zhongli Yueluo grasped his hand, and the tip of the sword pierced Wu Luo's chest.

Wu Luo was somewhat incredulous, her pupils widening in disbelief. What had just happened?

She was pierced through the chest, and blood slowly oozed from the corner of her mouth.

She mechanically turned her head to look at Gongshu Liang, and slowly uttered two words: "Young...Master".

Next, Su Fengling felt that Zhongli Yueluo was leading him in sword dancing.

Gongshu Liang also looked incredulous. When did Zhongli Yueluo learn swordsmanship?

When she controlled Su Fengling, she could communicate with him telepathically and see him more clearly.

They spun around, the swords moving as smoothly as ribbons, droplets of blood splashing onto Gongshu Liang's face.

Gongshu Liang also felt strange. How could Su Fengling's strength have suddenly increased so much?

Their teamwork was so seamless that there was no flaw in their coordination.

He slashed horizontally, and they ducked to avoid a thrust, tearing his belt in the process.

After a few more rounds of fighting, his clothes were torn and his arms were slashed with several wounds!

His anger surged, and his desire to kill them both grew stronger.

But at that moment, they saw a signal fire burning in the sky, a sign of urgent communication.

It seems that it did not succeed, but failed.

He gritted his teeth, parried with his sword, took two steps back, glared at them fiercely, and then turned and left.

Su Fengling wanted to pursue the matter further, but Zhongli Yueluo shook her head at him.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was only Gongshu Liang. If Zhongli Yu had been there, he probably wouldn't have been able to escape unscathed.

At this moment, Su Fengling held her waist without letting go, staring at her with many questions in his eyes.

"Sister, you're so amazing?" He hugged her tighter.

She placed her finger on his lips and shook her head; it was the first time she had ever been on the same wavelength as someone.

After intense concentration, I feel completely exhausted after relaxing.

She spoke slowly, "Go check if Yu Huan is alright."

Su Fengling was unwilling to let go of her and helped her to see He Yuhuan.

She's alright, but it seems she overdid it and fainted.

Today was a close call, but thankfully nothing serious happened.

Zhongli Yueluo coldly stared at the corpse lying there.

Wu Luo was loyal to Gongshu Liang, but unfortunately, he treated her like a dog.

"Sister, what should we do about her?" Su Fengling pointed at the corpse with the tip of her right chin.

She remained expressionless and called out, "Yuhuan, dinner's ready."

He Yuhuan was still a little dazed, but when she heard about eating, she sat up from the ground.

His eyes darted around, then fixed on Wu Luo's corpse in the distance, a fierce glint in his eyes.

"It's up to you, Yuhuan."

She pulled Su Fengling around and said to him, "Don't turn back, I'm afraid you can't handle it."

Then I heard the cracking sound of bones being broken.

Then came the sound of a skull cracking, followed by a sucking sound.

Su Fengling disobeyed and secretly glanced back.

He quickly covered his mouth with one hand, almost vomiting.

He Yuhuan grinned, his sharp teeth bared, his mouth full of blood, while Wu Luo was already a bloody mess.

Her two golden maces were covered in blood and gore, and she was grabbing at something white and bloody with her hands...

Zhongli Yueluo glanced at him sideways: "I told you, don't look."

For the first time, his hair stood on end as he experienced the terror of this old monster, and he gripped Zhongli Yueluo even tighter.

"Where's Feng Jun? Aren't you two together?" She was very worried, wondering if something might have happened.

“He sent me to rescue you. My brother is very powerful.” He squinted, but there was some uncertainty in his eyes.

“Go back to him quickly, I have a nagging feeling of unease.”

Zhongli Yueluo looked at him seriously, and he also dropped his carefree attitude.

He moved his lips slightly and gently kissed her cheek: "Sister, be careful in everything you do."

Then it quickly disappeared from her sight, and she stood there.

Looking back at He Yuhuan in the distance, she had almost finished dealing with the situation.

Seemingly sensing that Zhongli Yueluo was watching her, she looked up and grinned, blood still dripping from her mouth.

Without changing her expression, she asked, "Yuhuan, are you done?"

"Alright." The voice was crisp, and she shook her feathered robe.

She cleaned the blood off her body and ran to her.

Zhongli Yueluo also tidied her clothes and hair.

He walked out slowly, as if nothing had happened.

He blended into the crowd as usual, his eyes occasionally glancing at the deer-shadow guards following him.

She said to the air, "Have the captain keep a close eye on Yin Manling. Then send someone to clean up the mess!"

No one answered her, but a short while later, the bloodstains on the street and Wu Luo's corpse all turned to ashes.

It was as if nothing had ever happened there!