A figure came swaying out.
(?′O`? ) Lin Heng's mouth hung half open as he held onto the doorframe, his heels floating, his whole body staggering.
His deathly pale face carried a strange flush, his aura drifted unsteadily, and his steps were so weak it was as if he were treading on cotton.
His essence, energy, and spirit... had very clearly been hollowed out.
And not ordinarily hollowed out, either. It was the kind where he had been scooped clean, without even a scrap left.
When Dugu Feng saw that ghostly appearance, his teeth ground with a creak.
He had eaten so well!
Just look at how empty he was... which showed how fragrant the Female Emperor had to be!
"Uncle Prison."
Lin Heng yawned and narrowed his eyes.
"I heard you bad-mouthing me from far away... are you that jealous of your own nephew?"
"Who's jealous of you! Stop spouting nonsense!"
Dugu Feng stepped forward, his nostrils practically puffing steam.
"Look at that hollowed-out look of yours. Every time, you look like you've been drained dry by a woman. Aren't you ashamed? What do I have to be jealous of?!"
Lin Heng shrugged and raised his brows. "Then Uncle Prison, you can be drained dry too."
"Or is it that... Aunt is too gentle, and Uncle Prison, you can't manage it!?"
"You little brat, what do you mean!!"
"Pah, pah, pah!" Dugu Zixuan's face changed abruptly, and she cut them off at once. "You two... what nonsense are you spouting in broad daylight?"
She grabbed Lin Heng by the ear and dragged him over from the side.
"Serious business! Talk serious business!"
In a few words, Dugu Zixuan poured out what had happened at the Northern Domain border pass.
Martial Ancestor Long Yun had revived, Wu Ba had lost