But even though that's the case, he didn't need to do anything. Seeing that Hongfu Nu had been organizing people in the mansion to arrange specific matters, the little prince said goodbye to Li Shentong, Yu Wenhua, Li Mi, Xiao Yu and others one by one. Everyone was not concerned about themselves and they really didn't want to cause more trouble, so they all said goodbye. Among them, only Xiao Yu looked at the rubble, looked at his nephew's face, shook his head, and stopped talking. Finally, he reached out to pat his nephew's shoulder and said, "Marry a wife and ask for a lady. Zhao'er, you are still young, and this candidate for the Prince of Henan Princess must be carefully considered. If you have time, come to your uncle's house for more time, and your aunt has a few good girls to introduce to you."

Yang Zhao was ridiculous and thought to himself: 'What are you saying? Could it be that he was stimulated by the Princess Furong, Yang Bingbing, so he wanted to compete with Yang Su as his father-in-law of Taishan? But uncle, do you know that if you can't have healthy children when you get married in close relatives?" He could only smile bitterly and perfunctorily, and beat him away.

On the other hand, Hongfu Nu had already found more than a hundred women and various hand tools and excavated them together. These more than a hundred women were not singers, or maids and maids who served tea and water, but the most capable Qiluo Army under Yang Su. Although there were no particularly outstanding masters, their martial arts skills were not worse than those of the white-clothed soldiers of the Tang Sect, and they were always loyal to Yang Su, so they worked very hard when they worked. Although the hall collapsed, the momentum sounded scary. In fact, no matter how high the buildings of this era were, they could be far from being compared with the Gemini Building that was knocked down by a plane in later generations. Moreover, Hongfu Nu clearly remembered that Yang Su was about where he was at the time of the collapse. After finding the right direction and taking action, it would naturally be twice the result with half the effort. After digging for half an hour, Hu Niu, one of the two leaders of the Qiluo Army, suddenly shouted in surprise and joy: "Princess, it's Prime Minister!"

Hu Niu's screams came out, and she sat cross-legged not far away. Yang Zhao, who was using the wordless scripture to adjust the heart method of self-regulating the heart, immediately stood up. The two rose and fell and jumped onto the pile of rubble and squeezed into the crowd of Qiluo soldiers. Under the light of dozens of torches around, she saw Yang Su-jing lowering her head and leaning against the bricks and gravels, motionless. His body was pressed by several beams and wooden pillars, and only his right hand was exposed. Hu Niu saw this arm that she found that her prime minister was buried here.

Yang Zhao squatted down and reached out to find Yang Su's breathing with fear of gains and losses. Before his fingers could be moved to the place, Yang Su suddenly raised his arm and grabbed the little prince's wrist tightly, tried his best to raise his upper body, and gasped: "Your Highness, the little girl, the dog, the dog, are all... still there. Please, please, save, save..."

If you can speak, you are not dead, and if you are not dead, you are not dead. Yang Zhao gave up most of his heart on the spot. He replied, "Don't worry, Mr. Su, I'll pull you out first." He grabbed the beams and wooden pillars pressing on him, and threw them out casually like throwing match sticks, saving Yang Su from the rubble.

At this time, the breeze blew, and the dark clouds dissipated. The ice wheel on the night sky showed its true appearance. The cold moonlight projected onto the Duke of Yue, which immediately shocked his tiger body. The moon eclipse meridian automatically absorbed the moonlight into its body and turned it into its own use. Many injuries were quickly healed with a discernible degree of naked eyes, and the sluggish expression also returned to a little redness. In the blink of an eye, the condition had improved greatly.

The mysterious and unique skill that Yang Su has learned is indeed an extraordinary skill. Yang Zhao only glanced at it and saw the key point. He immediately ordered Qi Luojun and others: "Go aside, don't cover the moonlight, let Su Gong heal himself. You, you, come here with me." He led Hu Niu and her twin sister Bao Niu to the other end of the ruins in the direction Yang Su pointed out, and swung the shovel to do it himself. This time he saw

Earlier, after just a few minutes of digging, the shovel head hit a thick nanmu beam, and then pushed away the gravel rubble buried on it. Yang Xuangan and Yang Bingbing appeared. As soon as the torch shone on Yang Bingbing's face, the girl with a completely mature and crazi figure, but her appearance and thinking were still childish, immediately cried out "Wow" and sobbed, "Brother, he is not going to be able to do it anymore. Save him quickly."

When Yang Zhao heard this, he was shocked again. Yang Xuangan was Xiang Yu's reincarnation. If he died, he would immediately awaken his martial arts and memories in his previous life and restore to the invincible Chu King who "strives the mountains and is powerful in the world" and "life should be a hero, and death should also be a ghost hero." Yang Zhao was confident that he could deal with Yang Xuangan, but facing the invincible Chu King, let alone himself, even his master Mahaye was not an enemy. What should I do?

In an instant, whether Yang Xuangan's life or death became the most important top priority. The little prince hurriedly picked up the nanmu beam that was pressed on Yang Xuangan and smashed his head to the point of blood. He suddenly saw that although he was seriously injured, he still tried his best to support the ground with all his limbs and forced his back as a cover to support a life-saving space for his beloved girl. Yang Bingbing was closely protected, and although he was buried alive, he was not hurt at all.

The little prince couldn't help but sigh secretly, thinking that although you have not yet awakened the martial arts of the overlord, you have already had Xiang Yu's affection for Yu Ji. You quickly pulled Yang Bingbing out and handed it to Hongfu Nu for care, and then reached out to pull Yang Xuangan out.

Yang Xuangan's head was smashed and his blood was covered with his face, which looked very terrifying. But this was actually just his smallest trouble. Yang Zhao took action to vent his pulse and breathe, and he not only felt as if he was as if he was not, but his pulse was surprisingly slow, so his heart might stop beating at any time and he would die. However, the little prince sighed, thinking that it would be easy to do if he was not completely dead. Without saying a word, he sat down cross-legged, pressed Yang Xuangan's Tanzhong point on the chest with one hand, and pressed the Yang point behind him with the other hand, activate the Heart Method of the Wordless True Sutra Healing Chapter, and transported the most pure and pure Qianyang true qi over there. First protect his heart meridians, and then slowly dissolved and rushed the blood in his body and the blocked meridians in various places one by one. In any case, he had to pull him back from the gate of hell.

But he actually wanted to heal the enemy. Yang Zhao couldn't help but feel very angry. While using his skills, he thought to himself: "My martial arts is still too slow. If my cultivation level is high enough now and I have reached the realm of Saint Entry, then why are you afraid of his reincarnation? One kills one, ten kills five pairs, and all the disciplines will come and go. But now... Alas. The eight methods of the two rituals have not been perfected, and I don't know when and when will the final realm of Zhenwu be reached. It seems that after this, I should go to the former main hall of the Demon Alliance to find the true scriptures without words. After all, only if Qianyang Kunyue is practiced and then breaks through and improves to master the energy of the universe, I can have the capital to compete with the enemies who will inevitably appear in the future and reach the realm of gods and demons."

——Today’s depressed mood dividing line—
Chapter completed!