GB: Bai Yueguang is a villain again.

Seeing that she was so understanding, Su Mo raised a barely perceptible smile at the corner of his lips.

Nodding at the girl, she said, "I still have some things to take care of. Can you finish the rest yourself?"

Veronica nodded hurriedly: "Goddess, you have really helped me a lot. You can go ahead and do your work. I can do it myself."

At some point, a figure suddenly appeared in the woman's arms.

Lost's face was pale, and he fell asleep quietly in Su Mo's arms. Although the blood on his body was not as heavy as before, the wound still had not healed.

The black blood beads stained the white dress of the person holding him, and black flowers bloomed one after another.

After hearing Veronica's words, Su Mo had nothing else to add.

Before leaving, she left a reminder: "If you really can't handle it, come to me."

There was no lack of concern in her words.

The girl stood there, looking at her figure getting farther and farther away, and a warm feeling surged in her chest.

The golden barrier that blocked this world was removed by the other party at some point.

The sky, which was originally covered by dark clouds, gradually revealed its original clear background.

The breeze gently pushed away the gray clouds, and sunlight shone through the gaps.

There were still traces of tears on Veronica's face.

The warm light gently caressed her cheek.

It dispelled the gloom and coldness for the girl.

She looked at the mess on the ground, and finally, the pile of dust left by Askan.

Suddenly a smile appeared.

I can’t say I’m happy, but I feel more relieved.

The princess who always subconsciously hunched her chest slightly now completely straightened her back.

The palace servants had not yet arrived at this place, so she could still abandon her original self as much as she wanted.

Veronica squatted down and touched the Askan soil with her fingers.

Apply a little on your face.

Perhaps she found it a little funny, and she finally laughed out loud.

Gentle, joyful, and from the heart.

The girl looked at her eldest brother tenderly and whispered, "Good night."

But there wasn't much friendliness in that tone, rather more contempt.

The originally fair face was stained.

Veronica began to set up the stage for the performance.

While she was busy, she hummed the nursery rhyme that Zhenzhen used to use to coax her to sleep.

Originally, the girl had no interest in that position.

I can't even understand why so many people would fight for a title.

Her mother also said that if possible, she hoped she could live a stable and ordinary life in the future.

Veronica has also been working hard for this.

However, after experiencing what happened today and seeing that shining person radiating divine light.

Who says women can't hold power?

She also wanted to become like Su Mo.

With ease, he can conquer the world with just a wave of his hand.

The girl knew that she had no magical talent.

But who says that there is only one way to change things?

She wants to stand at the highest point in the human world.

Let those who share the same ideas as Askan see that she can not only do it well, but can even do it very well.

Prove to the world once again that a woman's destiny isn't just to be someone's daughter or someone's wife...

They can be their own kings.

When the palace servants arrived at the scene, they saw Veronica sitting on the ground with a sad look on her face.

The girl's skirt, skin, and even hair were covered in mud.

Her eyes were red, and tears left several thin traces on the mud on both sides of her cheeks.

Behind the palace attendant, several inner court ministers hurried over.

Veronica looked at the person who came and said in a lost voice: "Royal brother..."

Everyone had no idea what was going on and could only listen to her story.

"My royal brother used forbidden techniques to murder our father and even got himself killed."

The palace servants began to whisper below.

The girl ignored him and stared at the inner court minister who had already walked to the front: "When the goddess and I arrived, there was no way to save him..."

I don’t know how Veronica finally made everyone present believe that the empire’s crown prince, Askan, would end up playing with fire and getting burned.

But when Su Mo appeared again, she had already solved everything and successfully sat in that position.

……

Su Mo carried Lost back to the room where they had been living.

The little succubus was not actually asleep, but had fallen into a coma because her strength was exhausted.

She brought the man back in a hurry to heal his wounds.

He used the power of light to set up an airtight barrier, and then left Veronica alone with his instructions, so that she could come to him for help when she had no other choice.

Lost's breath was already very weak, and his body became transparent. After a while, it flickered slightly.

His fan-like eyelashes hit the bottom of his eyes, making him look quiet and well-behaved.

If you ignore his cold body and the blood that has completely soaked his clothes.

Su Mo supported the side of his face to prevent his head from sliding off his shoulder.

The warm lips pressed against hers, prying open the little succubus's lips and tongue.

A drop of blood melted in Lost's mouth.

Soon, his wounds that were bleeding began to heal slowly, and his body finally stabilized.

But Lost showed no signs of waking up, even though his essence and blood should be very useful.

Su Mo controlled his blood and essence to slowly flow through the other person's body, quietly sensing the hidden injuries in his broken body.

The energy in Lost's body began to stir again, and this time with the addition of the power of the Pillar of Wrath, the power in his body became even more mottled.

He was like a rock teetering on the edge of a cliff. If the waves were a little rougher, he would fall into an abyss from which there was no escape.

Su Mo cursed inwardly and began to regret letting Askan die so easily.

The other party said that he had kept a trick up his sleeve, but in fact, he only left the little succubus with a chance of survival.

Before she arrived at the scene, her poor little one had no idea how much injustice he had suffered.

If she had solved the problem a little later, Lost would have been in real danger, and he wouldn't have been saved by just a drop of her blood.

Golden light flowed in Su Mo's eyes, and with the remaining essence and blood in his body, it slowly repaired the minor scars in his body.

Every time she wiped away those wounds, they would be torn apart again by the power of pillars and disasters.

The woman patiently injected power into Lost over and over again.

Fortunately, her power is stronger than these parties.

Lost fell asleep in Su Mo's arms, unconscious and completely losing his sense of the outside world.

Finally, until the sky darkened and the silver moon climbed up into the sky, Su Mo barely helped the other party maintain his internal balance.