The widow becomes a fairy, and the time-traveling girl counterattacks and becomes the queen

However, Wang Xinyao acted decisively, quickly took out an invisibility pill from the ring space, and swallowed it without hesitation.

As the pill entered her throat, her body gradually became transparent, as if blending into the surrounding environment.

She quietly opened the door...

When she stepped out of the room, she was surprised to find that the soldier at the door was unconscious and had no power to resist.

She couldn't help but wonder what was going on. Could it be the work of the one-armed man?

Although her mind was full of questions, Wang Xinyao had no time to care about anything else at the moment.

She knew very well that the Red-robed Holy Son was still in the palace, and she might be discovered by him if she was not careful.

Therefore, she must be extra careful and never let her whereabouts be exposed.

Wang Xinyao hid in the darkness, moving through the corridors and courtyards of the palace like a ghost.

She walked lightly, afraid of making any noise that would alert others.

He took every step with extreme caution, always paying attention to the movements around him.

Suddenly, a faint sound of fighting came into her ears.

Although the sound was subtle, it was extremely clear in this quiet environment.

Her heart tightened, and she immediately approached cautiously in the direction of the sound.

When she finally saw the scene clearly, she couldn't help but gasp.

Zhao Haoxuan was seen confronting the Red Robe Saint face to face, and his body was covered with scars, obviously seriously injured.

"Prince Xia, you are truly courageous! How dare you break into the palace alone?

This Saint Son hasn't even gone to look for you yet, but you've come to me on your own.

Since you're here, then stay here obediently!" The red-robed Saint's voice was cold yet tinged with a hint of mockery, as if the other party was already in his pocket.

Before he finished speaking, the five fingers of the red-robed Saint's right hand suddenly clenched together, turning into a sharp claw, which, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, was trying to go straight for Zhao Haoxuan's throat!

"You're just dreaming if you want to keep me here! Tell me, where did you hide Xinyao? Hand her over immediately!"

Zhao Haoxuan's voice was equally cold. He endured the severe pain in his body and stared at the red-robed Holy Son with his eyes, showing no sign of weakness.

Faced with such a fierce attack from the Red Robe Saint, Zhao Haoxuan did not dare to be careless at all.

He suddenly dodged and moved sideways to avoid the fatal blow from the Red Robe Saint.

At the same time, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed with a "clang", emitting a cold light, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight into the ribs of the red-robed Saint, trying to force him to return to defense.

However, the Red Robe Saint was full of disdain for Zhao Haoxuan's move.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a sneer. He didn't dodge or evade, but simply rolled up his robe sleeve and deflected Zhao Haoxuan's sword.

There was only a crisp "swish" sound, and the energy passed by, and the osmanthus tree withered instantly.

"Hmph, you can't even protect yourself, and you're still thinking about that little girl? She has her own 'good place'!"

He sneered and moved closer, one hand turning into a claw, wrapped in black energy and coldness, and slapped Zhao Haoxuan's chest.

Zhao Haoxuan hastily blocked with his sword.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.

He felt a chilling force radiate through the sword, sending his blood surging and causing him to stumble back several steps. Pain raged in his palm, and he nearly let the sword slip from his grasp.

"If you surrender obediently, this Saint Son might be able to save you some pain!"

The red-robed Holy Son pressed forward step by step, with a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth and murderous intent in his eyes.

His hands gathered a more powerful black cyclone, and the temperature of the entire space seemed to drop suddenly.

Perhaps because he was too focused, he didn't notice Wang Xinyao hiding behind him...

When the terrifying energy in his palm was about to fly out, Wang Xinyao, who was hiding in the dark, became extremely anxious.

She thought quickly and took out a powerful explosive bomb from the ring space.

She held her breath, waited for the right moment, and threw the bullet with all her strength towards the stone pillar at the feet of the Red Robe Saint!

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion suddenly sounded!

Gravel flew everywhere and smoke filled the air.

This sudden change and impact caught the Red Robe Saint off guard, and his concentrated energy was interrupted.

His clothes had several holes in them and his hair was a little messy.

His body also froze, and his attention was instantly distracted by the explosion and smoke.

This moment of distraction caused the attack that was originally destined to hit Zhao Haoxuan to miss by three inches.

"Damn it, who is it?" The red-robed Saint was shocked and angry.

He believed that no one in this world could hurt him, but now he felt a burning pain in his skin.

"What is this thing? How could it actually hurt this Saint Son?"

He instinctively turned around to look at the source of the explosion, then waved his hand.

Wang Xinyao felt that the effectiveness of her elixir was fluctuating due to the interference of the spiritual power of the Red Robe Saint.

The spiritual interference suddenly intensified, and the effectiveness of the invisibility pill faded like the tide...

Wang Xinyao's figure instantly appeared in front of the two of them.

"Xinyao!" Zhao Haoxuan's attention was attracted.

His voice revealed unconcealable joy and concern: "I'm so glad you're okay!"

The stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Wang Xinyao heard Zhao Haoxuan's call and ran towards him at full speed.

"Brother Zhao, you shouldn't have taken risks for me!" There was a hint of blame in Wang Xinyao's tone, but more of it was deep worry.

She quickly took out a pill made from spiritual fruit from her arms.

"You're injured. Come on, eat this."

However, the red-robed Saint beside him exclaimed, "Golden Pill?"

There was a hint of surprise in his voice, but then it turned into joy. "Little woman, this Saint Son really underestimated you. It seems that this ring space is really in your hands."

Wang Xinyao completely ignored the words of the Red Robe Saint and just protected Zhao Haoxuan behind her.

Zhao Haoxuan felt Wang Xinyao's care and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He put the pill into his mouth without hesitation. The pill melted in his mouth and turned into a powerful medicinal force that quickly flowed through his body.

He could feel that his injuries were recovering at an astonishing speed.

He must recover from his injuries as soon as possible, because only in this way can he have enough strength to protect Wang Xinyao.

This time, no matter what, he couldn't let her disappear from under his nose again.

"It turns out that you are not unconscious, but have entered a space." He looked at Wang Xinyao with cold eyes.

Then he revealed a determined and cold smile: "From now on, all your people and things belong to this Holy Son."