Yeyang Palace Minglu Palace

"Sheng'er...... Sheng'er ......"

"Huh?" Chu Sheng raised his confused eyes and looked at the Lord of Chu.

"What do you think, so distracted. Your turn. The lord of Chu pointed to the chessboard in front of him, the black and white sides were inseparable, and the situation was very intense.

"My father is a master of chess, and I am thinking about how to beat my father next." Chu Sheng smiled and began to focus on the chessboard situation, feeling uneasy but unable to calm down.

He was rarely distracted, but just now he suddenly thought of what kind of escape days she didn't know in the past few days, and his mind was chaotic for a while.

"Don't let your father lose, you can afford to lose for your father." The Lord of Chu smiled lovingly.

"Father, when will we be able to go home? It's a hard time like this. Chu Sheng rubbed the black chess between his fingers and asked rhetorically.

"It's coming, just a few days. Emperor Ye is still searching for the woman's whereabouts in the city, but if there are any clues, we can go back. The Lord of Chu said, also with a solemn face.

"Hmm." Chu Sheng replied with his head bowed, his heart heavy.

In Yeyang Palace, they seemed to be courteous to Emperor Ye, but in fact, they had been secretly watched, in order not to startle the snake, Chu Sheng had been staying with Wushuang by his father's side to pass the time, no matter what, he could not have imagined that Mo Qinglan had experienced a catastrophe of life and death in just three days.

And Mo Chen returned to the broken temple hidden in the forest under the cliff of Yeyang Palace, and Tu An and the others stayed there because they couldn't get in touch with Chu Sheng. And the biggest reason for staying is because the way out here is only clear to the ink dust that brought them, and if the ink dust does not come, they can't get out.

However, when Mo Chen came, he just asked and said a word.

"Where's my grey cloth bag?"

When Tuan gave it to him, he took it and put it on his shoulder and walked away, without looking back:

"Follow the path ahead, find the Blessed Inn in Yeyang Town, I'll take care of it, you live there and wait for your master to leave the palace."

"How's the green bamboo girl? Why didn't she come back with you? Tuan asked worriedly, but all that answered him was a trace of his back hidden in the forest, and it was the direction where Mo Qinglan had vomited blood and fainted.

"God is mysterious, I don't know what to do. Qingzhu girl, you have your own natural appearance, you will definitely be fine, God bless you to get better quickly! Tuan recited a few words in pieces, his face full of sincere prayer, and then led the people to quickly evacuate in the direction that Mo Chen had just pointed out.

And Mo Qinglan, who is remembered by everyone at this moment, has been falling into a nightmare since he was treated by the bright moon bead in his body, and his seemingly calm and calm face is actually turbulent and difficult.

She was in a clean and generous room, it was a dark night outside, the pink yarn around the room was slightly fluttering, there was a melodious piano sound and brilliance coming from inside, she couldn't play the piano, but the rhythm in her heart naturally appeared in her mind. She followed the sound of the piano and walked in, and there were landscape pictures hanging on the wall, and the brushwork was smooth and gentle. There is a portrait of more than one person high hanging in the middle of the wall, several peach blossoms are blooming, and under the peach blossoms stands a woman in pink, half of her face is covered by white veil, revealing her eyebrows and smiling, and her posture is slender and graceful.

Mo Qinglan was stunned, she unconsciously reached out and stroked it, although the person in the painting only showed her apricot eyes, and there was a little more feminine tenderness between her eyebrows and less murderous fierceness. But Mo Qinglan felt very familiar, and the excitement and grievances in her heart were uncontrollable and wanted to vent. She knew that it was another consciousness that she had left in her body, her nostalgia and reluctance to the world.

However, as soon as she touched it, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the picture shifted, and she saw the woman in pink running out of another richly furnished room crying.

She held the bright moon pearl in her hand and looked at a painting, looking sad at it, the man on the painting had sparse eyebrows, a gentle temperament, and a gold-patterned dragon robe printed with countless small Buddha characters added to the king's momentum, gentleness and domineering appeared on him very harmoniously, and it could be seen that the person who painted was very attentive.

"Shu Jing?" Mo Qinglan muttered to himself, frowning slightly.

She hadn't seen Shu Jing, even if she was lying on the roof of the main hall of Yeyang Palace on the night of the celebration, she could only see Shu Jing's side face. She heard that the emperor of Shu Changuo believed in Buddhism very much, and even the dragon robe was painted with the words golden Buddha, and Mo Qinglan guessed his identity from the dragon robe worn by the man.

It's just that what is she doing with the portrait of Shu Jing in her predecessor?

Before she could think deeply, the picture turned again, this time she saw Chu Sheng, he came with a large number of mahogany boxes, everyone came out to greet her, while her predecessor and Mo Qinghan hid behind the screen, they didn't know what to say, and then they all left angrily.

"Who is Chu Sheng proposing with?" Mo Qinglan's brows furrowed.

Thinking like this, the picture turned again, Mo Qinglan saw that the front body was cleaning up in the house, she picked up a letter on the table and looked at it again, with a nervous and excited look.

She remembered that Qin An'an's letter to her said that Mo Qinglan died in the Netherworld Forest, and it was close to the Chu State and Shu Chan Kingdom, who was she going there to find before?

Mo Qinglan wanted to get closer to see what was going on, but the other party had already stuffed the envelope into his arms, and then saw the predecessor put Mingyuezhu into the bag from the mirror, and went out at night.

Mo Qinglan waited quietly, her heart beating uncontrollably, as if the truth would appear in front of her in the next moment.

However, she only saw some fragments, most of which were the picture of the predecessor Mo Qinglan holding the Moon Pearl at night to look at the portrait of Shu Jing. Just when she felt tired, suddenly the picture became more and more dark, and she suddenly let out a heart-rending cry of hatred, mixed with a short, feminine laughter that suddenly sounded and ended quickly.

There was a flash of light, and Mo Qinglan opened his eyes wide and only saw one hand, which was very white and long, and he wore a ruby ring ring on his ring finger......

"Don't, don't!" Mo Qinglan ran over desperately, waving towards the light to block what was about to happen, she didn't know what she was going to do, or if she knew she couldn't do anything but still couldn't watch it happen.

It was a powerless frustrated self-blame and a roar of anger from the bottom of my heart, who was it, who killed her!

However, it was all in vain, and the empty and cold darkness quickly surrounded her, like a pair of big hands grabbing her and dragging her into the endless abyss.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain on the tip of her nose, Mo Qinglan was smart, and finally woke up, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a silver needle in her white hand.

Mo Qinglan's eyes were cold, and he quickly moved to the side before the silver needle was pricked, and at the same time, he raised his feet and kicked the other party out directly.