Father-in-law Hai's body shook, and he clearly felt that Mu Yunxin was holding his hand with strength, and he was squeezing his arm heavily. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Xin'er." As soon as Gonggong Hai wanted to speak, a voice of vicissitudes of life and strength had already sounded from behind him, it was Mu Tiande, who was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe.

Mu Yunxin's gaze moved, and finally looked in the direction of the voice, his brows moved slightly, but the strength of holding Gonggong Hai in his hand did not decrease at all: "Son, please greet my father." In the voice, the previous shallow powerlessness has disappeared completely.

Mu Tiande's brows furrowed deeply, he looked at Mu Yunxin as if holding Gonggong Hai's hand, turned around, and his voice fell heavily: "Come in." ”

The corners of his mouth smiled slightly, but the strength in Mu Yun's novice suddenly increased, and then he pushed Gonggong Hai out heavily.

The body staggered back a few steps before it stabilized, Gonggong Hai's heart was already thick and unhappy, his body stood still, and when he wanted to look up at Mu Yunxin, he only felt ambergris floating beside him, and the black cloak flashed in front of his eyes, and Mu Yunxin's figure had already entered the imperial study.

When he turned back again, Mu Yunxin had already disappeared.

Dian Shu didn't follow, but lowered his head, retreated to the side, and quietly waited for Mu Yunxin to come out.

The dust in his hand was shaken heavily, and Father-in-law Hai's brows were also raised, and he strode back with big steps.

In front of the study, there was still silence.

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The sun gradually revealed its face from the clouds, and the golden light fell little by little, dyeing the entire Ting Yuan with a layer of charming.

As soon as the sky dawned, there were already two people sitting in the front hall of the palace.

After a light night's sleep, Su Wushuang didn't sleep well, Du Weiwei's poison was definitely not something he could solve, but He Xiao said that this Northern Underworld was in the house, it seemed that there must be a deep meaning in this.

He Xiao didn't sleep all night, still guarding Du Weiwei, but he didn't dare to transmit heat to her anymore, the sky was just dawning, and he was the first to come to this front hall.

"He Xiao, that person, is he really from the Northern Underworld?" Bei Minglang had not yet arrived in the front hall, at this moment, only He Xiao and Su Wushuang, both of them had a cup of steaming tea in their hands.

He Xiao's face was extremely dark, and her slender fingers were slightly curved, knocking lightly on the edge of the table, as if she was thinking about something.

Su Wushuang's white hair fell down, leaning on the back of the chair, and behind him, hidden in the shadows, was a cold face in black clothes and a black hat.

Seeing that He Xiao didn't reply to his words for a long time, Su Wushuang was not annoyed, retracted his gaze, picked up the tea cup in his hand, took a sip slightly, and frowned slightly: "This tea is not as delicious as before." ”

Hearing this, He Xiaoben's deep expression reacted instantly, and his eyes fell on the cup of tea in his hand, and what he remembered in his heart was that he was not allowed to plant tea in the house because of the Yangchun incident, and it was after that that he had never drunk such a fruity tea.

The hand under the sleeve suddenly clenched into a fist, He Xiao's eyes rose fiercely, his gaze fell on the ground in the distance, and a chill appeared on his body.

"Master!" A moment later, it was the sky that appeared from outside.

He Xiao and Su Wushuang's eyes instantly looked at him.

Tian's eyebrows were a little anxious, but his words were still steady: "The young master of the Northern Underworld, he said that he wanted to see the princess!" ”

His eyes moved slightly, and He Xiao's thoughts turned extremely fast: "See the princess?" ”

Only then did Tian react and changed his words again: "I said that I wanted to see the Dark Pavilion Master." ”

In an instant, He Xiao's sight was already filled with a strong murderous aura.

Su Wushuang was stunned for a moment, as if he had suddenly reacted, and his words came out with some hesitation: "Dark Pavilion Master? Then he paused for a long time, slowly recalling the words of the day.

"The princess is the master of the Dark Pavilion?!" The body stood up suddenly, and Su Wushuang's voice was also filled with strong disbelief.

He Xiao's eyes glanced at Su Wushuang on the side slightly, but he didn't say much.

But it was also because of He Xiao's eyes that Su Wushuang instantly understood that Du Weiwei was the master of the Dark Pavilion!

Before he could ask anything more, another voice came in from outside the hall: "Lord Wang." "It was Shen Mu with a calm expression.

Tian tilted his head slightly, and looked at Shen Mu.

Shen Mu hugged his fist and saluted He Xiao: "Shen Mu has the courage to ask the prince to take charge of the power of the Dark Pavilion Lord on his behalf." ”

Su Wushuang's heart was already full of surprise, and the current situation was completely beyond his expectations.

He Xiao didn't speak, but still sitting, his eyes were cold and gloomy, looking in the direction of Shen Mu.

Shen Mu didn't say anything more, he bent over with his fists and paused for a while, his eyes were heavy, and then he suddenly knelt down heavily, and his knees fell to the ground suddenly, making an extremely obvious sound.

"I just ask the prince to save the princess!" Shen Mu's hand clenched into a fist, and in the next moment, he kowtowed to He Xiao, and his forehead hit the ground heavily, making a great noise.

The brows finally locked, and He Xiao's palm quietly stretched out from his sleeve, and he moved in the direction of Shen Mu with his strength.

At the same time, Shen Mu already felt that his body was held up by a force, and he couldn't worship anymore, raised his head, looked at He Xiao with some tears in his eyes, and instantly understood what he meant.

"Go and invite the young master of the Northern Underworld." He Xiao's hand moved suddenly, and his voice was also deep.

Shen Mu settled down in his heart, got up, and with an arrow step, he rushed to the front of the sky.

"Young Master of the Northern Underworld?" Su Wushuang didn't miss any of the news he heard, and the words of inquiry were already out, "Bei Minglang? ”

Turning his gaze to Su Wushuang, He Xiao spoke: "He said that his mother had been sick for ten years because of the loss of breath, so she didn't know how to detoxify. ”

Although the words are statements, as He Xiao's best friend for more than ten years, Su Wushuang has long heard what he meant, and a sneer hooked up on his lips: "Whether it's true or not, just try it." ”

After a while, Bei Minglang finally appeared, followed by the elderly Liu Ke, but at this moment, Liu Ke had changed his arms, and he obviously had a lot of hostility towards the people in this palace.

Bei Minglang's expression was extremely serious, wearing a gray cloak, the scar on his face looked particularly hideous, and he strode into the hall.

As soon as he stepped in, there was a slight fluctuation in front of Ben who was full of coldness, because he saw another person besides He Xiao, Su Wushuang.