Out of the palace wall, the paper figure was put away by Mr. Long, and Ling Yu disappeared Xiao Yu's figure, and his expression immediately became confused.

Walking aimlessly for a while, Ling Yu came to a very grand but very dilapidated gate, he seemed to be very familiar with this door, even if his mind was occupied by the sword spirit, he actually looked sideways for a long time.

Slowly, he walked towards the door, and finally stopped in front of a half-man-high stone lion, and then reached out and touched the stone lion's head.

At the same time, some fragmentary memories flashed into his mind. The scene was also the same doorway, but it was much newer, and in front of the door, a doll of three or four years old, pointing to the top of the stone lion's head, babbling something.

Behind the doll, there stood a tower-like man, with the same kind of love on his face as that of an ordinary father, who looked at his son dotingly, and then carried him to the top of the stone lion's head.

The appearance of this scene made the blood red in Ling Yu's eyes fade a lot, and then began to gradually recover, at this moment, a delicate young man jumped out of the corner and shouted, "Hey, brother!"

Originally, Ling Yu's vigilance was high, but at this time, he was in a strange state, and he was even more vigilant, and he jumped back and forth, looking at the young man who suddenly jumped out vigilantly.

The young man was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and his face looked somewhat similar to Xiao Ning, but his temperament was more noble, and there was a more fierce aura between his eyebrows.

He was wearing a moon-white gown, the shirt was very well-cut, and a fist-sized piece of jade fell from his waist.

That piece of beautiful jade Ling Yu knew and knew that it was a kind of jade that only people from the royal family were qualified to wear, and its own value may not be priceless, but with this meaning, it is extremely precious.

Xiao ...... Xiao Min?"

Ling Yu felt that Xiao Min was familiar, and he felt that the jade on his waist was familiar, and finally recognized him, and the blood-red color in his eyes receded.

His consciousness turned suddenly, but he couldn't accept it, and his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

Xiao Min hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed him, then glanced left and right, and saw that no one was paying attention here, so he took Ling Yu into the door.

This door is naturally the original Demon King's Mansion, and it was also prosperous and full of people back then, but now it is involved in the connection with the rebel, and no one dares to approach it anymore, lest he become a rebel.

The demon suppression throne is high and powerful, and he has always had prestige in the court, and unexpectedly, as soon as this incident came out, many people came forward to intercede for him, but without exception, these people ended up dead!

At that time, Xiao He was not in the capital, and was spared, and later after returning to Beijing, he also talked to the emperor about the suspicions of this matter, but the emperor did not listen at all, and demoted him to Ningzhou, if he did not rely on his strength, I was afraid that he would not escape death.

Xiao Min took Ling Yu to the Demon King Mansion and shouted, "Yue'er, come out quickly, Ling Yu is back." ”

Ling Yue'er was anxious when she saw that Ling Yu had not returned for so long, but her strength had dropped to the original point, and she couldn't go out to find him, so she had to pace back and forth in the room.

But when she saw that in the courtyard, Ling Yu was supported by Xiao Min, she was a little dazed, and her speed slowed down greatly, and she said tentatively: "Brother Ling Yu, he ......."

Xiao Min waved his hand at him and said, "I don't know what's going on, but when I saw him at the door, he was fine, and it shouldn't be a big deal." ”

Ling Yue'er's hanging heart fell, exhaled, and stepped forward to help Xiao Min send Ling Yu to his room.

Although it has only been abandoned for a year, the palace already looks very dilapidated. The room has been cleaned for months, and it is relatively much cleaner, but the roof is in disrepair, and the sunlight is directly poured into the room from above.

Looking at Yue'er, who was taking care of Ling Yu seriously, Xiao Min's handsome face swelled up with a layer of unease, feeling that he couldn't help at all, and Yue'er didn't need his help at all, so he said: "You are here, take care of him, I'll go outside to see if there is a tail." ”

"Okay, thank you. ”

Yue'er turned around and smiled at him, and then got busy again.

Xiao Min walked outside the door, and his spiritual power poured out of his mind, covering everything around him, but after stopping for a long time, he didn't find anything abnormal, so he put his mind at ease.

After pacing a few steps at the door, he simply sat down on the steps, and after a while, a beautiful figure appeared in front of him, smiling and intoxicating.

When he was about to get drunk, another figure appeared beside Qianying, who was tall and slightly thin, with the sunniest smile in the world on his face.

He is Ling Yu, Ling Yu before Ling Feng killed the king.

And when Ling Yu appeared, Yue'er smiled and grabbed his arm, and the two of them were intimate.

Seeing this, Xiao Min's heart ached, and he immediately forced himself to put these thoughts away.

"Boom ......"

At this time, the originally clear sky was suddenly overcast, and the dazzling sunlight was also blocked, and only half of the face could be revealed when the thick clouds rolled.

And the lightning and thunder also came at this time, and it was shocking.

"I'm just thinking about it, there's no need for thunder, right?"

Xiao Min looked at the suddenly gloomy sky and couldn't help laughing at himself.

After a while, the lightning and thunder intensified, and it was getting closer and closer to the Demon King's Mansion, but there was no raindrops falling.

"It's not going to be real, is it?"

The self-deprecating look on Xiao Min's face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by solemnity, his current strength is only an eight-star fighting spirit, and compared to the thunder and lightning in nature, he is not even a little witch.

He had just taken a step back when a silver flash flashed in mid-air, and a bolt of lightning spat at him like a snake letter, falling right where he had just retreated.

Looking at the ground that was scorched black by lightning, a spiritual light suddenly flashed through Xiao Min's mind, and he subconsciously said: "I said how the palace was dilapidated like this in a year, it turned out to be this reason!"

Ling Yue'er didn't know what was going on, but she heard a loud noise, and then she also walked out and asked, "Starling, what are you talking about?"

Xiao Min looked a little excited, pointed to the sky and said, "When I first arrived here, I didn't understand why this place was dilapidated like this......

Ling Yue'er didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and said, "Now you understand?"

"Hmm. Xiao Min nodded heavily, "If my guess is correct, this place must be frequented by these thunderbolts." ”

Ling Yue'er suddenly smiled and said, "You usually do a lot of bad things, you are a thunderbolt physique, you are here, thunder and lightning are also gathered here, where is it strange?"

However, at this time, Xiao Min was not interested in joking with her, and waved his hand and said, "Then how can I explain that I was not here before? Anyway, I don't believe that a house can be dilapidated like this in less than a year." ”

"And what do you mean?"

"If my guess is correct, there must be something else here that attracts lightning!"