225 The Great War 17
In Nuo Da's palace, a thin, golden gauze blanket covered the entire floor.

On the high throne, a tall and straight figure sat in the seat, frowning and closing his eyes tightly, and he didn't know what he was worried about.

Di Junchen sat on the seat like this, the light behind him seemed to cast a layer of holy light on him.

Slowly stretching his hand to his heart, Di Junchen could feel the beating heartbeat.

It's just that the frequency of this heartbeat seems to be much faster than usual.

From just now to now, my heart has been beating like this, I don't know what happened to Xiao Feng'er.

Constantly worrying secretly, the reason why he can feel that Xiao Fenger's dangerous situation at this moment is also because of the ring that was forcibly taken away by her.

That ring was originally worn by him since he was born, all of which were made of pure aura without any other impurities.

The ring has always existed in my hands since I was a child, and everyone wants to get it, but no one has ever been able to take it away from my hand, but I never thought that it would be taken away by Xiao Feng'er in that instant up.

This is also the reason why I had such a great interest in Feng Hongge at the beginning.

At first, I just wanted to know who she was and why she could easily take away his ring, but later Di Junchen realized that he couldn't take his eyes off her.

Suddenly Di Junchen's heart jumped again, feeling the beating of his heart in the palm of his hand, Di Junchen may feel more and more worried in his heart.

Sudden chest tightness, Di Junchen wanted to suppress it with a breath of true energy, but he couldn't hold it back but coughed it out instead.

After coughing twice, Di Junchen used the true energy in his body to restore it, and suppressed the random surging breath in his dantian.

Since his last accident, he has not returned to his original state and his current state is not as good as before.

Last time, because he was worried about Xiao Feng'er, he rashly went down to the realm.

So it's even worse.

If it weren't for the nourishment of the panacea, I'm afraid I would have to go to retreat now.

If I go to retreat now, I will be able to recover better, but Di Junchen is always worried about Xiao Feng'er.

The time of self-retreat is very long.

Di Junchen was afraid that something would happen to Feng Hongge during his retreat, because if something happened to him, he would not be able to feel it at all during the retreat.

What's going on?
Slightly closing his eyes, several images flashed through Di Junchen's mind.

A series of special symbols slowly emerged in Di Junchen's mind, which seemed to be like words, allowing Di Junchen to read slowly.

Slowly opening his eyes, Di Junchen looked towards his lower right. In that direction, there was a game of chess, and those chess pieces kept jumping even though no one was operating them.

Looking at the jumping chess piece, Di Junchen sighed.

Whether it's a blessing or a curse or a disaster, you can't avoid it after all. His eyes are a little far-reaching, looking out of the window, Di Junchen has never moved, but his brows have never been stretched.

In the Great Hall of the Lower Realm·Imperial Palace.

There was another strong trembling sound, and the purple air flow flashed past in the hall.

Feng Hongge walked over with a slightly heavy footstep.

But it was a pity that the tables and chairs in the house were all turned into ruins.

(End of this chapter)

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