After traveling to a country where women are king, I abandoned my husband and children

"You can't go!" Ping Hao said without thinking: "Yuwen Xiao and Luo Langjun have always had a bad relationship. Luo Langjun and the princess are not here now. If you go there, won't you be walking into a tiger's mouth?"

He looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the wall behind him and said, "Young Master, let me help you escape. Let's go back to Hengyang. No one in Hengyang will dare to attack you."

"What's wrong with you? It takes you so long to pass on a message!" Just at this moment, a flamboyant and somewhat rebellious voice suddenly appeared outside the yard.

Meng Changyue's face changed drastically. He quickly pulled out the gun from his waist, pulled the safety latch, and quickly stood in front of Luo Zhige.

At this time, Yuwen Xiao had already stepped in, his eyes passed over the others and fell directly on Luo Zhige.

"Boy, come out with me!" He said in a serious tone, "As one of the few remaining emotional trainers in Jinglong, you cannot be absent."

"What do you mean?" Ping Hao stopped in front of Luo Zhige and asked, "Where do you want to take our young master? What do you want to do?"

Yuwen Xiao raised his eyebrows. He was not surprised by these people's hostility.

He took out an object from his arms and threw it over, saying, "Look, my relationship with your father is not as bad as you think."

Luo Zhige caught it and found that it was a small, ugly wooden sculpture.

"This was carved by Luo Langjun himself." Ping Hao said quickly.

For a while, Luo Yaosen wanted to learn wood carving skills and wanted to carve out Ge Fu. After two years of study, he found that he had no talent in this area, and he was too busy, so he gave up.

However, quite a few works from that time have been preserved, but they have all been well preserved.

But what Yuwenxiao threw over was something he had never seen before.

But at first glance at the straight lines of the carving, it was obviously the work of Luo Langjun.

but……

"Maybe Luo Langjun dropped it and he picked it up?" Ping Hao found it hard not to think conspiratorially.

Yuwenxiao had a plan for this. "This wood carving has an emotional byproduct embedded in it that can store emotions. Feel it. Your father's emotions are inside it."

Ping Hao couldn't help but mutter, "This doesn't mean that you didn't pick up the wood carving."

Yuwen Xiao frowned, this follower was really noisy.

Instead, Luo Zhige said, "I'll go with you." It wasn't that he believed the other party was really his father's friend, but...

No one present had the strength to fight against an adult emotional counselor.

Instead of letting everyone try to hit each other with a vengeance, it would be better to follow and see what this person's purpose is.

Hearing this, Yuwen Xiao was overjoyed. He took a few steps forward, grabbed Luo Zhige, and disappeared into the sky like a flying shadow.

"Xiao Langjun!"

"Young Marshal!"

……

There were surprised and anxious shouts from behind.

Yuwen Xiao couldn't take care of it.

On the way, he explained to Luo Zhige: "Something happened to your father and mother, you should know, right?"

Luo Zhige nodded.

"Domestic emotional therapists watched the videos sent back by satellites and guessed that they were trapped in an unknown space. We are going to the place where they had the accident to see if we can rescue them." Yuwen Xiao said.

If there was really no one left in the country, they wouldn't have called such a little kid along.

The flight was extremely fast and it took only half an hour to reach the destination.

As soon as he stopped and took a clear look at the people at the scene, Yuwen Xiao's expression changed.

"Your Majesty! Why are you here?"

There were not many emotional therapists present, all of them were survivors from various countries around the world, and there were probably about fifty of them.

But what Yuwen Xiao didn't expect was that Emperor Jinglong Gao Xian had also arrived.

Gao Xian said calmly: "I didn't expect that either."

As an aging emperor, Gao Xian has not left Jinglong, or even Zidu, for a long time.

I thought I would die of old age in Zidu.

Now it seems that this is probably not the case.

"Your Majesty..." Yuwen Xiao frowned, "Under such circumstances, it is too risky for you to come here."

After all, an unknown space had swallowed up hundreds of emotional masters before, so the safety factor of this place was not guaranteed at all.

Gao Xian sighed, "If I hadn't come when something so serious happened, I would not be an emperor, but a Bodhisattva."

Apart from the emperor Jinglong, although other countries were very concerned about their own emotional advisors, no one had sent such a heavyweight figure.

Several elderly emotional counselors came from Hengyang, and other countries also sent elderly emotional counselors.

I don’t know if there are only elderly emotional counselors left, or if they are reluctant to let young emotional counselors come.

Gao Xian's eyes fell on Luo Zhige and he frowned, "Why did you bring this child here?"

He had seen the child when he was video chatting with Luo Yaosen, so he naturally knew that this was his son.

Yuwenxiao touched his nose and said, "I thought some secret methods might require blood relationship, so I brought this child with me."

Luo Zhige glared at him. Didn’t he just say that he needed to contribute?

Yuwenxiao took him to stand beside Gao Xian and whispered, "Your Majesty, do you have any plans?"

Don't think he doesn't know that His Majesty never fights a battle without confidence.

Gao Xian's eyebrows did not move. "Adapt to circumstances as they arise."

Yuwenxiao was a little upset because of him. Was this a plan or not?

I'm not really going to die here today, am I?

Gao Xian seemed calm, but he had quietly looked around.

He thought to himself: Where will those people come out from?

——When the incident first happened, he actually guessed the other party's purpose.

Such a large-scale targeting of emotional therapists is obviously not the action of a single country, but rather the work of some anti-terrorist organizations and peace organizations.

The topic of whether emotional therapists should exist and whether they are the source of tragedy is actually a long-lasting one.

Similar movements have occurred in many countries.

Gao Xian has lived long enough, so he has naturally seen it all.

In fact, not only him, but other older psychologists have made related speculations.

The reason they appeared was to lure out the person behind the scenes.

You have to know who the enemy is before you can take action.

"Your Majesty." At this time, an elderly emotional therapist who looked older than Gao Xian walked over slowly and said to him, "The problem here is the gap in space. If it's as expected, right now, right near us, a subspace has indeed been opened up."

Gao Xian's expression changed. "Can you find the exact location?"

"No need to look for it." The old emotionalist said, "I'm afraid the other party opened up a mirror space. What we see is what they see."

"How do we break the mirror space?" Gao Xian frowned.

It's not like he hasn't dealt with space-type emotional masters before, but most of them were angry beast emotional masters, and their skills were also attack-oriented. This kind in front of him... he has no experience.