Xuesen's gaze fell on Feng Jingyun's face again, "If you want to rob Murong Che's corpse, why don't you look for me?" ”

She just didn't want to trouble him for another man, but she said, "I can handle it." "It's also true.

"Murong Che's corpse is a ghast, do you know how dangerous it is to do this!" Jun Lonely was angry with her, and he was more worried.

"I've read a lot of books on Qimen Taoism, and I think I can subdue it." In fact, at the gate of the Happy Building, after she entered the sedan chair, she first recited a spell on herself that could restrain herself in front of ghosts. How could the evil ghost in Murong Che's corpse be too powerful, even if she deliberately hid it, the evil ghost would immediately find her as soon as she sat in the sedan chair.

Fortunately, she reacted cleverly enough, and was prepared, and put the bag full of charms on the inside of the head of the corpse, so as to restrain the evil ghost in the corpse, and then, a palanquin bearer who carried the sedan chair found that the weight of the sedan chair had become heavier, she immediately made a decision, and abandoned the sedan chair with Murong Che's corpse, and a large number of archers did not hurt her with arrows, but those minions of the prince's mansion who were ambushed in the dark were poisoned by her.

After she brought Che's corpse back to the Prince's Mansion, although the corpse was covered with a charm bag, it still trembled and swayed, and from time to time it let out a terrible ghostly howl.

She casts a requiem spell to give the demons in her body a temporary rest. With her beginner's path, the evil corpse would wake up in twelve hours at most.

After that, Murong Chenghao rushed to get the news.

Feng Jingyun simply told Jun Lonely about these things.

Jun Lonely's bloody eyes glanced at Murong Che's ghost murderously, and when he looked at Feng Jingyun, his eyes were full of pity, "In terms of Taoism, I am much deeper than you, a beginner. Jingyun, your business is my business. If you want to help Murong Che, I'll help him. ”

Murong Che's voice couldn't hear emotion, "I don't need your help." "I owe no one a favor, and I don't want to owe you a lonely life.

Feng Jingyun was surprised, "Che, don't be rash, I am not capable of doing anything." ”

"Cloud ...... You weren't like this before. Murong Che was a little sad, "With your heart, how could you ever think of relying on others?" ”

"He's none other than that." Her gaze was full of tenderness, "He is my love." ”

Murong Che felt a wound in his heart, and the wound was bottomless, gurgling and gurgling with blood. He doesn't want to listen to the woman he loves to love other men!

He wants to kill Jun Lonely!

But he couldn't. Not to mention whether he can kill or not, just because Jun Lonely has never hurt her, he will not do it.

Because if the king dies, the cloud will be sad.

And he ...... I never wanted her to be sad.

Outside, the sky was already bright.

The windows of this room are covered with thick curtains, which are impermeable to sunlight and do not allow sunlight to penetrate the room.

It was still like night in the room.

If the sun doesn't shine, Murong Che's ghost will be fine.

The ghost flickered, turning into a wisp of green smoke and entering the jade pendant in Feng Jingyun's sleeve pocket.

You can't hug her when you show up, maybe only in this way can you be closest to her.

Feng Jingyun and Jun Lonely walked out of the door together, and sent several secret guards to guard the door of the room.

Jun Youqi stood in the corridor on the sixth floor of a tower in the palace, watching the battle in the palace in full swing, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

A guard hurriedly came to report, "Your Majesty, it's not good, of our 50,000 soldiers and horses, several leaders have rebelled, and 5,000 soldiers and horses have turned against each other!" ”

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