"What's going on?"
There was a hint of confusion in Helan Yanting's voice. But Feng Yunshu didn't have the time to explain in detail. "In any case, it's dangerous here. Your Highness, don't come in for now. Wait until I've dealt with it."
After saying that, Feng Yunshu used her spiritual power to surround the entire tent, preventing others from entering. But just then, a wisp of black mist suddenly escaped from Helan Yanting's fingertips. The black mist quickly flew out and directly dispelled the spiritual power barrier that Feng Yunshu had released.
Then Helan Yanting strode in. Seeing that he could still walk in calmly, Feng Yunshu couldn't help but be shocked.
"Your Highness, how did you...?" Feng Yunshu was in a daze for a while. Then her gaze suddenly shifted to Chang Ying beside her. "Was it you who broke my barrier? What on earth do you want to do?"
Chang Ying looked at Feng Yunshu in bewilderment. What on earth did I do wrong? Why is every blame being put on me...
"Miss Yunxi, this is really just a misunderstanding."
"By now, Zhushan, why do you still keep pretending? Is it so hard to admit that you're Zhushan?" Feng Yunshu questioned Chang Ying. "That black mist just now was clearly released by you. What else do you want to argue about?"
"No, I... That black mist was... " That black mist was clearly released by the master. Why is it on me again...
However, before Chang Ying could explain, Helan Yanting threw a look over. Chang Ying silently swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
Helan Yanting walked between the two of them. "Chang Ying, tell me what's going on here."
Chang Ying quickly nodded and told Helan Yanting what he had just wanted to do. "Your Highness, Miss Yunxi has really misunderstood. Your subordinate never thought of harming this young master. I just wanted to save him."
"Impossible! Your Highness, I saw clearly just now. The aura released from this Chang Ying's hand was that of the Demon Clan. Coupled with all the strange things before, I suspect that he is a member of the Demon Clan. He might even be the Demon Lord Zhushan!"
Feng Yunshu became more and more agitated. She stepped forward and grabbed Helan Yanting's sleeve, trying to pull him behind her to protect him. "Your Highness, don't go over. I think this Chang Ying has ulterior motives. His purpose for coming to the military camp is definitely not simple! Your Highness, you might be in danger if you go over rashly!"
While Feng Yunshu was speaking, she always kept a vigilant eye on Chang Ying's movements, worried that he would suddenly make a move. But because of this, she ignored that Helan Yanting's face looked gloomy and a bit strange at the moment.
"Why does the Lady think he is the Demon Lord Zhushan? According to what the Lady said before, this Zhushan is the overlord of the Demon Realm. How could he appear here so easily? Moreover, if he really is Zhushan, why would he hide his identity and come here?"
Yes, these were exactly the questions that had puzzled Feng Yunshu. "Your Highness, I actually don't know the answers to the questions you asked. I'm not very familiar with Zhushan either. I just have an intuition that this Chang Ying has a strange identity."
"If he really is Zhushan, how will the Lady deal with him?" Helan Yanting took a meaningful glance at Chang Ying and then slowly spoke.
"This..." Yes, this question was quite sharp.
If this Chang Ying really was Zhushan, how could she deal with him? How could she?
"In any case, I will never let him harm Your Highness. Even if I have to die with him, I won't hesitate."
At this moment, Chang Ying, who should have been the protagonist, felt that he had become a supporting character among supporting characters, and even a super supporting character who was forced to watch others show their affection.
Helan Yanting was touched after hearing this. It was impossible not to be moved. However, besides being touched, his mood became even more complicated.
"Does the Lady hate Zhushan so much?"
Feng Yunshu only replied, "Which cultivator isn't afraid of a being like Zhushan? It can't completely be said to be hatred. It's more of an instinctive fear."
"So you're afraid too?"
Feng Yunshu nodded. Only then did she notice that there was something wrong with Helan Yanting. "Your Highness, what's wrong with you today? Why do you seem to have so many questions as soon as I mention Zhushan? Your Highness, you seem to be very interested in Zhushan?"
Helan Yanting's expression froze slightly, and then he said, "This King just wants to know more about the Immortal and Demon Continent where the Lady used to live. Moreover, know your enemy and know yourself, and you can fight a hundred battles without defeat. If Zhushan really appears, this King will be prepared."
As soon as Feng Yunshu heard this, she immediately laughed. "Your Highness, you must be joking with me. Zhushan is the Demon Lord. Your Highness is just a mortal. Even if you prepare for a hundred years, you probably won't be his match..."
Helan Yanting raised his eyebrows and gave Feng Yunshu a faint glance. "What, the Lady seems to look down on this King's ability?"
Feng Yunshu quickly shook her head. "No, there's absolutely no intention of looking down on you! Really! I highly respect you! In my heart, Your Highness is as mighty as a god and my belief!"
Helan Yanting couldn't help but smile. He tapped her on the head. "Your mouth really runs faster than this King's mount."
"Are you praising me or insulting me?" Feng Yunshu gave Helan Yanting a suspicious glance.
Helan Yanting then turned to look at Chang Ying, who had been silent all along. After receiving his master's attention, Chang Ying couldn't help but show a wronged expression.
Master, you finally noticed me!
"Chang Ying, is what you said just now true?"
Chang Ying made a gesture of four with one hand and swore to the sky. "Your subordinate swears to the sky that it's absolutely true. If there's a single false word, let me be struck by lightning immediately!"
Helan Yanting pondered for a moment and then walked to Qingzhu's bedside to check on his physical condition.
Feng Yunshu also quickly followed. She had been distracted by the matter of whether Chang Ying was Zhushan or not. Feng Yunshu almost forgot the purpose of her visit this time.
Qingzhu was lying on the bed at the moment. His face was extremely pale and bloodless. His brows were tightly knitted, and he murmured something from time to time, as if he was having a nightmare.
"A Yun, don't go! I really didn't mean to abandon you. I didn't..."
Helan Yanting's gaze swept over the wounds on Qingzhu's body. He couldn't help but frown, and his face looked a bit solemn.
Obviously, Qingzhu's wounds were much more serious than Feng Yunshu's. Feng Yunshu also noticed this and felt even more guilty. Qingzhu was injured because he saved her.
"Your Highness, Qingzhu's wounds are much more serious than mine. Maybe it's because I didn't use my spiritual power when I was tied up, so the backlash from the barrier wasn't that serious. But he kept using his demon power to save me, so he was eroded by the Immortal - Binding Rope..."
As she said this, Feng Yunshu bit her lower lip tightly and made a decision with a determined look.
"That Immortal - Binding Rope has already damaged his inner core and meridians. External force must be used to guide it, or the wound will become even more serious."
After saying that, Feng Yunshu had already gathered spiritual power in her palm. "For now, only I can do this. He was injured because of me. Let me heal his wounds."
Before Feng Yunshu could make a move, Helan Yanting's face darkened. He directly reached out and grabbed her slender wrist, interrupting her movement.
"Put it away." Helan Yanting's tone was a bit low. Feng Yunshu looked up at him.
"Your Highness, no one else can do this except me. Do you want me to watch Qingzhu sacrifice himself because of me?"
"This King has his own way. You're still injured yourself. Do you have to show off in front of this King?"
Feng Yunshu opened her mouth to refute, but when she saw his somewhat gloomy face, she silently swallowed back the words on the tip of her tongue.
"I'm not..."