Chapter One Thousand and Ninety-One

"Strange, can't find it?" Ye Weiran looked at the painting in front of him and frowned fiercely.

The trace of breath in his hand became extremely weak, and it would disappear completely if he used it again.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Weiran put the breath wrapped around his fingers back into the painting Zheng

With the last power left behind by painting, this trace of breath continues to be nurtured.

The moonlight of the night was all over the world, but in the Six Realms, there was not a trace of the same breath.

The only possibility was that the child was not in the Six Realms at all, so even if she found the place where the child was, it would be impossible to bring the child back immediately.

"Bai Xiao, is that you? You were the one who took that kid to a place I couldn't find? Ye Weiran muttered, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Even if Ye Weiran wants to leave this world, she will definitely leave with this child.

With a wave of his hand, he placed an enchantment on the painting, so that the painting could be kept for a longer time, and the breath would not disappear, after all, it was a painting left over from ancient times.

Ye Weiran turned around, opened the door and walked out of the wooden house, and sure enough, he saw the ghost doctor standing at the door waiting, and Qing Yao, who was cultivating on the spot.

"King! Prince him! The ghost doctor looked at Ye Weizhi eagerly, although the child was naughty, but he really missed the child, and he wanted to think about it very much.

Ye Weiran shook his head: "I didn't find it." ”

The ghost doctor was stunned and looked at Ye Weiran stiffly: "Why didn't you find it?" Is the prince no longer ...... "alive?"

"Don't think about it, the breath in the painting has not dissipated, it's just that he is not in the Six Realms at this time." Ye Weiran looked up at the sky, and waved his hand to scatter the moonlight, leaving only the beam of moonlight above Qingyao's head.

In the green and white days, don't let the moonlight come out to join in the fun.

"It's not in the Six Realms, is it outside?" The ghost doctor's eyes widened in shock, and he couldn't help muttering: "No wonder, no wonder the prince disappeared so suddenly, he must have followed the breath you left behind and went out to find you!" ”

Ye Weiran vigorously remembered what had happened outside, but she couldn't remember anything other than that she turned into moonlight and filled the cracks with her body.

"I filled the rift with my body, why did I survive?" Ye Weiye felt the tips of his hair blowing in the breeze, and asked this knowing question.

The person who could have allowed her to survive in that situation, except for the wind god Bai Xiao, there was no second person.

When she was determined to give up completely, it was really tricky to let her figure out these things.

She no longer had the anger and exhaustion when she first woke up, and at this moment, she really wanted to pull Bai Xiao's collar and ask him loudly what he was for!

Weakness and frustration once again hit Ye Weiyin's heart, from ancient times to the present, this man has not changed, always self-righteous to arrange everything, never asked her if she needed it.

The ghost doctor didn't know how to answer at this time, he pursed his lips, what happened outside at the beginning, only this Bai Xiao alone knew.

Anyway, the ghost doctor is grateful to Bai Xiao, who saved the king and the prince more than once.

However, who can be sure of emotional matters?

In the midst of this embarrassing anger, Qing Yao finished absorbing the moonlight above her head, stabilized the realm, and slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at this strange moment, he blinked: "Am I waking up at the wrong time?" ”