The weak sunlight pierced through the thick stratus clouds, pouring the light on the land of Kyushu, and the continuous wind and snow were now finally clear.

It's just that the entire Rui Wangfu seems to be shrouded in a layer of clouds.

Since learning of the death of King Song Zhiyuan, Mu Yao has sat on the edge of the bed like a puppet that has lost her soul, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, sometimes calm and sometimes manic. It's like crazy.

Gu Nanxun thought about Mu Yao's situation, and after appeasing Xiao Chengyu, he hurried to King Rui's mansion.

Today's Rui Wang's Mansion is full of white silk, and the people in the palace are silent in mourning.

The mourning hall was set up in the front hall, and there were not a few people who came to mourn, and Mu Yao, who had fainted several times from crying, was helped to the room by Xiao Rong to rest.

"Mu Yao. The sound outside the house pulled Mu Yao, who was silent in the void, back.

Without a response, Gu Nanxun's eyes shone slightly, and he raised his hand to push the door open.

The woman whose eyes were full of stars when she first met her has already changed her appearance, her eyes are blank, her face is pale, and her whole person is like a walking corpse.

With a sudden pain in his heart, he reflexively closed the door, and he strolled towards her.

It wasn't until he walked in front of her that his cloudy eyes moved slightly.

"You can't be resurrected from the dead. ”

She raised her eyes to look at him, tears couldn't stop falling, and she snorted her pale lips, wanting to say something, but she didn't say it.

As if afraid of disturbing her, he sat down beside her lightly and said softly, "Are you tired?"

Her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and she didn't know what was hidden in the tears under her eyelids, and she closed her eyes for a moment, and her head slowly rested on his shoulder.

She had a long dream, in the dream, she was still in Xianyang City, when she met Qiqi, met Gu Nanxun, in the first village in the world, she suffered from gains and losses, uncertain, and the truth was like poison planted in her heart.

Later, she didn't remember it very clearly, she only remembered that the merry prince fell in love with her at first sight, his tolerance, his generosity, and his love to the extreme, all of which moved her.

Gu Nanxun's afterglow glanced at Mu Yao, who was in tears in her sleep, and when her thin lips pursed lightly, her warm fingertips gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

This Chang'an seems to be restless......

Princess Rui was unbearable to mourn, and the news of leaving with King Rui exploded like hot water splashing into the oil pot in the twilight of Chang'an.

In the night, a carriage came out of the back door of Rui Wang's Mansion and went straight to the Four Seas Gambling House at the end of Chang'an Main Street.

Uncle Li, who was moved by the wind, was already waiting outside the door, and when he saw his master, who had always been as gentle as jade, holding a pale woman and walking in, Uncle Li couldn't help but hold his breath.

Uncle Li had never met Mu Yao, and he didn't know the relationship between his master and this Mu Yao girl, only that this girl was the person that Miss Ye had asked him to find before.

After placing Mu Yao, Gu Nanxun waved Uncle Li and Gu Yi out.

He turned the porcelain bottle in his hand, and his vague and incomprehensible eyes fell on Mu Yao's body steadily.

In the Qianlong Palace, the atmosphere is particularly ambiguous.

On the soft couch of Kowloon, Si Beichen tilted his head, lazily looking at the woman in front of him in a thin shirt and light veil, and the good spring light looked a little confusing under the candlelight.

Linglong's eyes were like silk with a smile, her fingertips were lightly picked, and the thin shirt on her body slipped to the ground like silk.

At this time, there was a strange movement outside the hall.

"There are assassins. ”

The ambiguity in the hall dissipated as soon as possible, Si Beichen's eyes lit up, and in a blink of an eye, he swept away Linglong, and a touch of gloom slipped from Linglong's eyes, and he immediately picked up the clothes on the ground and followed out.

I saw that outside the palace, a purple figure was entangled with countless forbidden troops, even so, the purple figure was not left behind.

When he saw the woman's complexion clearly, compared to Si Beichen's slightly curved corners of his mouth, Linglong's face was as deep as the deep sea.

How could this woman be here? It was too much for her to come alone, and it just so happened that she was still worried about what to do with the last of the Extreme Yin Blood, but she didn't want her to send it to the door herself.

When her eyes were half-narrowed, Linglong lifted herself and joined the battle.

With Linglong's addition, the tide of battle immediately turned around, and Shen Qingyu gradually became a little defeated.

Seeing that Linglong's merciless palm was about to hit Shen Qingyu's body, Si Beichen's eyes sank slightly, his body moved slightly, and instantly turned into an afterimage and headed towards Shen Qingyu.

His speed was extremely fast, so fast that it was dazzling, he hooked Shen Qingyu's waist, took her into his arms, and quickly slapped her.

When the delicate and sharp palm wind was faced with his boss Beichen, he was quickly disintegrated, and even more counterattacked.

She took a few steps back, her lips moving slightly, blood spilling from the corners of her mouth.

Looking at Si Beichen, who took Shen Qingyu into his arms, Linglong couldn't help but ask with some anger: "What is the emperor doing?"

Si Beichen lazily put his chin on the top of the woman's head, and chuckled: "She can't be moved." ”

Those eyes were obviously full of smiles, but they were not the slightest bit of warmth.

Linglong couldn't help but shudder, forcibly suppressing the evil anger in her heart, she bit her lip tightly and stared at Si Beichen, but she never said a word.

The night was dark, and although the night near early spring was full of snow, the cold wind was still a little cold.

The hall was silent, as if a needle had fallen.

"Little thing, come here. ”

The woman walked obediently like a marionette towards Si Beichen, who was on the soft couch in Kowloon.

Seeing this, Linglong's heart was a little sluggish.

"She's this?"

Si Beichen's big hand pulled Shen Qingyu into his arms, and the slightly cool fingertips slid down her white jade cheeks again and again, her eyes were slightly picked, and she said unhurriedly: "The deity has planted ** in her body, but now it seems that it should be **sublimation and devouring**." ”

If it is said that ** is just a single let the side of the middle Gu swear to the side of the Gu seed, the sublimation ** is even more perverted, not only to the side of the seed Gu to death, but also to obey the words of the Gu people as if they had lost their souls.

Linglong's heart was clear, his eyebrows raised slightly, no wonder when this woman was rescued from the dungeon before, he didn't panic at all, it turned out that he had left his hand behind.

The eyes full of essence fell on Shen Qingyu's body, and the corners of Linglong's mouth silently hooked up a sinister arc.

Now that everything is in place, only the east wind is missing, and according to the master, it will be the time of the tengu in the near future, and then she will be able to return to her own world.

Meanwhile.

Sheng Jingchen came to Gu Nanxun's small courtyard outside the city.

Yun Zheng was not too surprised to see Sheng Jingchen, after all, Sheng Xiaohou was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"Where's your master?"

Yun Zheng glanced at Sheng Jingchen, who had a solemn face, and replied, "In the inner room." ”

As the words fell, Sheng Jingchen pushed the door and walked in.

After not sleeping for a few days, Xiao Chengyu's eyelids were already covered with a blue and black color, but the bloodshot eyes were not tired at all, but were filled with endless bloodthirsty shadows.

Now he finally knows what Gu Nanxun felt when Linglong disappeared.

Sheng Jingchen looked him up and down expressionlessly, and then said, "I saw the sick beauty today." ”

Xiao Chengyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a trace of fluctuation on his face.

"Where is she?"

Xiao Chengyu, who was calm and relaxed, lost his sense of proportion for the first time.

Recalling today's situation, Sheng Jingchen's brows furrowed tightly.

"Feng Ling'er said that the sick beauty was devoured. ”

"Not bad. Xiao Chengyu said in a deep voice.

"The Feng family is a family of Gu poisons, and the King of Ten Thousand Gu should be able to solve it. Sheng Jingchen said thoughtfully, paused, and then continued: "But today's sick beauty is like awakening, and her martial arts are amazing." ”

After noticing the strange appearance of the sick beauty, he wanted to take action to restrain her first, but he didn't want her martial arts to be simply perverted, he was just a distraction, and he was seriously injured by her.

In fact, in the final analysis, it is not that Shen Qingyu is strong in martial arts, but that Sheng Jingchen doesn't want to hurt her and has scruples about her, so he is restrained everywhere.

However, being able to escape from Sheng Jingchen's men, it is undeniable that Shen Qingyu's martial arts are indeed good today.

Xiao Chengyu's eyes dimmed: "Her whereabouts?"

Sheng Jingchen pondered for a moment and said, "Imperial Palace." ”

After escaping from her hands, after understanding what kind of poison the devouring ** was, he quietly followed behind her, watching her lie dormant in a dilapidated courtyard for most of the day, until night came, he saw her set off towards the palace.

The sky was like a pool of stagnant water, hazy as it was approaching dawn.

Gao Huan hurriedly walked into the Qianlong Palace.

"Your Majesty. ”

The big hand that fell on the woman's shirt suddenly stopped, and a touch of gloom flashed under Si Beichen's eyes, and then the big hand took it, and the futon placed on the side fell on the woman's body tightly.

"Come in. ”

As the voice fell, Gao Huan walked in quickly.

When he saw that the woman on the bed was not exquisite, Gao Huan's eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "The old man is a fake. ”

Hearing this, Si Beichen did not have too many surprises, after all, who Xiao Chengyu was, he couldn't be clearer, since the fall of the Xiao family, Xiao Chengyu has been silent, he has vaguely noticed something.

It's just that I really didn't expect Xiao Chengyu to turn the real old man away under their noses, and instead get an imposter on top.

"The High Protector said that if the deity accepts his concubine, will he appear?"

Gao Huan's gaze instantly fell on Shen Qingyu's body, and the light under his eyes was a little secretive.

Si Beichen played with the woman's green silk, and suddenly put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly: "High Protector, it's time to attribute the power of the Demon Sect to Chang'an." ”

He wants to turn Chang'an into his base camp and kill those who surrounded and suppressed the Demon Sect one by one.