"Uncle, where are we going?"

When he landed, King Bian Cheng returned to Lingxi Pavilion, which was too bright, and when the lord of Dongchang learned the news of the princess's disappearance, he would definitely think of this, but if he left here, how could he continue to look for Xiaoyu.

"Uncle hasn't thought about it yet." King Bian Cheng closed the door of the palace, looked at Chang Yue's thin body, and was only wearing underwear, and easily lit a netherworld fire.

The Netherfire glowed with blue light, Chang Yue sat on the chair, but he was still holding his arms, trembling, King Bian Cheng frowned, he really forgot that this Netherfire had no temperature at all, and it couldn't hurt people's flesh when burned, it was just for souls.

King Bian Cheng took off his coat and wrapped it around Chang Yue's body, Chang Yue said thank you softly, wrapped in a wide robe like a futon, and his empty eyes looked in the direction of King Bian Cheng intuitively: "Why did you save me?" ”

"It's a gesture." King Bian Cheng answered the question.

"Uncle, can you tell me what you look like?"

King Bian Cheng was stunned for a long time, then raised his hand and grabbed the fleshy little hands, put them on his face, and let his soft and warm little fingers grope on his face, from the eyebrows, hair, corners of the eyes, the bridge of the nose, the lip flap, and the chin......

King Bian Cheng looked at her eyes, her cheeks were as white as jade, with a hint of crimson, a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes reflected the slight blue of the nether fire, and for a while, Xiaoyu's voice and smile shook in front of his eyes.

The satisfied smile on the corner of Chang Yue's mouth dissipated as her hand retracted.

"I saw my uncle in that fiery dream."

As soon as these words came out, King Bian Cheng's eyebrows were furrowed, and he looked straight at Chang Yue: "Really? What else do you see? ”

"I saw a big sister, you hugged her, and you quarreled, and you drank together, and she cried......"

As Chang Yue calmly spoke, King Bian Cheng's blue eyes had shrunk into a slit, looking at Chang Yue in horror, his cheeks were cold, and a trace of excitement flashed in his blue eyes, turning into a circle of red and climbing up his eye sockets.

"What else?" King Bian Cheng's voice was a little hoarse.

"Also, she was bullied by others, her purple dress was very beautiful, the big sister killed, the big sister kept crying, Yue'er felt that she was very pitiful and lonely, and ...... There is also ...... "Chang Yue is difficult to speak, although he is young, he has always heard about men and women."

Before he finished speaking, King Bian Cheng wrapped Chang Yue's small body and hugged it tightly, a tear dripped down the bridge of his tall nose, he actually found her, she didn't remember that he didn't matter, God still gave her a trace of a dream, that dream, with their past.

Chang Yue slowly stretched out her hands from the wide robe, her little arms around her uncle's neck, she felt that her uncle was as lonely as the big sister in the dream.

"Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, this king will definitely save your remnant soul, extract the soul in the Qiankun painting, and resurrect you."

King Bian Cheng muttered to herself, Chang Yue looked stupid, she couldn't understand her uncle's words, but she could vaguely feel his helplessness, that big sister was like a part of her body.

"Uncle, how long will we be out of here?" Chang Yue muttered.

"Probably out of here forever, would you?" King Bian Cheng let her go and put her on a chair.

"I ...... I can't bear my brother, if I never come back, my brother will also miss Yue'er. Chang Yue hesitated, lowered her head, and clasped her fingers.

"If you decide to go with your uncle, we'll leave tomorrow morning, you think about it."

King Bian Cheng said coldly, he must find the Qiankun painting axis, even if he fights for his life, he has to save Xiaoyu's soul, and when the time comes, he will be able to reshape his life with a complete soul, but for Chang Yue, it seems that he was born to sacrifice for Xiaoyu, it's a big deal, he will give her a good family in the next life.

"Yes." After a while, Chang Yue nodded, if she stayed here, she would definitely kill her brother, it was better to leave, even if she couldn't come back, she would have no regrets.

It was late at night, Chang Yue was seriously injured because of excessive fatigue, and King Bian Cheng had already treated her injuries and fell asleep deeply.

King Bian Cheng took the wood carving into his arms, preparing to leave the things that he should take away tomorrow, and suddenly, with a bang, a hole broke in the roof, and a golden dragon more than three meters long smashed behind King Bian Cheng with a bang.

King Bian Cheng looked at the roof, the sawdust was falling, and the planks hanging on it were also crumbling, and he couldn't help frowning.

Suddenly, the hole in the roof was up, revealing Junmo's shameless face, and the next sentence disappeared.

"Old ghost, guard for me, I'll be back quickly."

In less than three breaths, I heard people and horses galloping on the street, and half a cup of tea was disappearing into the distance, and it seemed that this Beijing Palace was pouring out.

King Bian Cheng glanced at the golden dragon, the carving is delicate, it can be described as ingenious, the dragon body is flexible, the lines are clear, even every scale is lifelike, the dragon's eyes are majestic, the long beard is fluttering, the feet are floating clouds, the posture of rushing to the sky, like a living thing, such a behemoth, if someone comes to search, he is not sure whether he will stop it.

King Bian Cheng turned around, put the carving tools into the box, and prepared to take them away tomorrow morning, when suddenly, a black shadow flashed in: "I'm back." ”

The movement in Bian Chengwang's hand paused, continued, and pretended not to see anything, this guy slipped away quite quickly.

"I don't have to rob the silver this time."

Jun Mo clapped his hands and struck the head of the golden dragon with one palm, the golden dragon roared like an angry roar, intact, Jun Mo was surprised, he wanted to break this golden dragon as a silver flower, but he didn't expect such a heavy palm power golden dragon to not move at all.

Jun Mo touched his chin, paced around the golden dragon, pondering, the statue of the golden dragon was frozen in his eyes, and a trace of fantasy sprouted in Jun Mo's eyes, if this golden dragon faded its four legs and faded its dragon scales, wouldn't it look the same as his original body? Thinking of this, he grinned.

"At this moment, Dongchang Kingdom is heavily guarded, unless you break this golden dragon and leave after spending it." King Bian Cheng packed up some simple things, went out, and after a while, he came back with two jars of wine and some side dishes.

Jun Mo frowned, or even if this is broken, it can take half a lifetime, the ugly woman of Xiaoyao Lou forced him to ask for room money and meal money, so he could only temporarily press Jun Xian there, and find money to ransom people, he couldn't directly carry this golden dragon to the ugly woman, besides, such a behemoth, it is estimated that there is no way to Xiaoyao Tower, and it was discovered by the guards of the Beijing Palace.

Thinking about it, there was no clever plan, so he turned over and lifted the front swing, sat at the table, and watched the old ghost take a sip of wine and a mouthful of food, but he didn't do it for a long time.

"Is it possible to let this king pour you wine?" King Bian Cheng said coldly.

Jun Mo's evil eyes showed surprise, looking at King Bian Cheng, unable to adapt for a while, he raised his hand to fill a bowl, raised his head and poured it down in one breath, and said casually the things he owed to others.

"Why didn't you kill them?" King Bian Cheng said coldly.

Jun Mo was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the old ghost: "Killing people is indeed the most thorough and easiest way to solve the problem." ”

He also wanted to kill them directly, and he felt that it was a waste of time to rob the silver, and it was more convenient to come than to rob the silver and then buy something? But I don't know why, since he left the underworld and came out of the Infernal Hell, he felt that his heart had softened a lot, and he couldn't see others pleading bitterly, even if he lived a hundred years in the world, he also lived a difficult life, working hard for that thin porridge.

King Bian Cheng saw that Jun Mo was silent, and snorted and laughed twice.

"Does the bet you said before count?"

Bian Chengwang drank three rounds, and a hazy feeling came to his heart, this feeling always made him think of her unconsciously, he always felt that he drank with her, and he would not get drunk no matter how he drank, or he was afraid that he would not be able to see her clearly.