The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

The wasteland that is out of sight is just an illusion.

Afterwards, Xuanhuang solemnly began to explore the mystery. Over the years, this illusion array was the most powerful array he had ever seen.

He had to break the formation carefully and quickly, because the person trapped inside was his prince's future princess consort.

Moreover, besides this relationship, he greatly admired Fang Qingyou, and no matter how difficult it was, he was determined to break the formation.

Xuanhuang was very talented in the arts of Qimen Dunjia and formations. This was the first time he had seen such a powerful illusion formation. However, after about an hour, he finally found a way to break it.

However, this time was far too long for Xuanhuang. Every second was crucial when it came to saving people, but he had wasted an entire hour!

Luo Qianmo remained expressionless, appearing utterly indifferent, but the light in his ink-black eyes grew increasingly dim, like a dark night that could devour everything.

Only he knew how worried he really was.

My heart was in a state of panic, even its beating was chaotic.

Time ticked by, and just as Xuanhuang was about to break the formation, a woman's scream suddenly came from not far in front of them.

"what--"

The sound was extremely shrill, as if the person was enduring great pain.

Upon hearing that voice, Yuefei, Mingyue, Xuanzhu, Xuanlan, Xuanhuang, and the others all instantly changed their expressions.

Because the voice sounded exactly like Fang Qingyou's.

Unfortunately, all they could see was wasteland. They could clearly hear the woman's voice, but they couldn't see her anywhere.

Although Luo Qianmo's expression remained unchanged, his large, well-defined hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white, and his dark eyes held undisguised worry.

Even upon closer inspection, one could see that when the scream was heard, his slender, jade-like figure suddenly swayed.

"Xuanhuang!" Yuefei finally couldn't help but urge, her usually expressionless face now deathly pale, filled with anxiety.

"Alright, alright, almost done!" Instantly, large beads of sweat rolled down Xuanhuang's forehead. He knew everyone was worried about Fang Qingyou, and he was worried too, but breaking the formation really would take time.

After he finished speaking, Xuanhuang finally completed the next step.

In that instant, the scene before my eyes changed completely.

The wasteland had been transformed into a cave. They were now standing in front of the cave, which was pitch black inside, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.

The formation was broken, and the place finally revealed its true appearance, but no one could be happy about it.

Because at that moment they smelled an extremely strong stench of blood, and recalling the woman's scream just now, they were almost certain that something had happened to that woman.

Unfortunately, as everyone could see, the people from the Shadow Palace brought Fang Qingyou into this place.

Therefore, that woman is very likely Fang Qingyou.

Thinking of this, everyone's expression turned grim.

Even Luo Qianmo, who had been expressionless the whole time, suddenly turned pale.

Luo Qianmo was the first to rush into the cave, and by the time the others realized what was happening, they quickly followed.

"Your Highness!"

There must be people from the Shadow Palace here. How could they let Your Highness venture into the lion's den alone?

Luo Qianmo felt as if his heart was about to leap out of his chest. Images of Fang Qingyou being brought here by the people of the Demon Shadow Palace kept flashing through his mind. The woman's screams echoed in his ears like demonic sounds, while the intense smell of blood filled his nostrils...

He could imagine what kind of scene he might see, but he dared not think about it.

What if that woman really is Fang Qingyou? What if something really happens to her?

The thought of this possibility made Luo Qianmo feel as if the world was about to collapse.

It was as if darkness had enveloped everything before my eyes. If I had suddenly moved from the sunlight into the shadows, all I could see was darkness, without a trace of light.

Just like his heart, adrift in endless darkness, struggling to grasp that sliver of light...

Fang Qingyou, please don't let anything happen to you.

Fang Qingyou, this prince will not allow anything to happen to you!

Fang Qingyou, if anything happens to you, this prince will definitely not let you off...

My heart is in turmoil, a jumble of prayers, commands, and threats.

Luo Qianmo didn't know what he wanted to say. She only had one thought in her mind: as long as Fang Qingyou was alright, she had to be alright.

He doesn't care what you ask him to do or say.

However, the increasingly strong smell of blood at the tip of his nose made him more and more flustered, even fearful.

He was truly afraid to see the scene he imagined in his mind.

However, reality seems to be the opposite of Luo Qianmo's wishes.

What he least wanted to see appeared before him.

When Luo Qianmo followed the scent of blood, he saw a woman lying in the cave.

Several torches were lit on the walls of the cave, making it dimly lit.

He could only see that the woman was covered in blood, making it impossible to discern her face, but her slender figure clearly resembled Fang Qingyou.

In that instant, Luo Qianmo felt his breath catch in his throat, as if a huge rock had suddenly pressed down on his chest, making it impossible for him to breathe.

My body felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave, instantly stiffening, and even the blood seemed to stop flowing.

"Youyou..." The voice was barely audible yet trembling, as if frozen.

Luo Qianmo had never felt such pain even when he was seriously injured, but at this moment his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he couldn't take a single step.

He feared that if he took one step closer, he would discover that this person was Fang Qingyou.

But he just couldn't accept this fact.

How could something happen to Luo Qianmo's woman, the woman he cherishes most in his heart?

His heart felt as if a huge hole had been ripped open, bleeding profusely. Immense pain spread from his heart to every part of his body.

Perhaps this is what it feels like to be utterly heartbroken.

Before, this feeling was just four words to him, but at this moment, he truly felt it.

This feeling was worse than death.

Perhaps the pain of death is not as great as this kind of pain.

Luo Qianmo didn't know how he got to the woman's side; he only felt that every step was very difficult, as if he had to use all his strength to do it.

He had only taken a few steps, but he felt as if his life was about to be exhausted.

"Youyou." Luo Qianmo's pale, thin lips moved, but no sound came out. He simply bent down with difficulty and knelt down beside the woman...