She was also afraid that His Majesty's split would be damaged, and she knew that His Majesty's split was trapped in a forbidden place, so she wanted to help find it.

I didn't expect to bump into Fanxing Xianzun and others in Xiangjun Tower......

"Then what did you find in Xiangjun Tower?" Ye Yuelan glanced at her coolly.

"That's a green building, by the way, Your Majesty, my subordinates saw a painting in the room of Oiran Liu Mengmeng, the title of the painting is the same as the place where His Majesty's split body fell, also called Huayuan Ruins......"

Ye Yuelan's eyebrows moved, as if she realized something: "No wonder the deity thinks that the scenery of that place is a bit like a painting, but it is really in the painting, well, what do you see in the painting?" ”

"It's night, it's dark, most of the people are sleeping, and only a few rooms are lit up. By the way, there is a room where the light is pale yellow, and the color is different from the other rooms. There were seven people in that room, two lying, five standing, and a small red palanquin...... "The black and white priest observed it very carefully.

The corners of Ye Yuelan's lips hooked slightly, and she said lightly: "That should be a code, the two people lying down are pre-selected disciples." They must have been taken away by those five people. The plan was perfect. ”

The black and white priest nodded: "Indeed, the gold lord behind this scene is playing very slippery!" Your Majesty, what does the Golden Lord want these pre-selected disciples to do? ”、

Ye Yuelan pondered for a moment and said, "I heard that there is an evil art that uses the spiritual core of a cultivator as a medicine. ”

"Then aren't these two pre-selected disciples going to die?" The black and white priests were worried.

Ye Yuelan's voice was indifferent: "What do they have to do with us if they don't die?" You're worrying about it for nothing! Don't you think there are enough disciples of the Ziwei Sect? ”

The Ziwei Sect has always been against the Night Clan, and the more disciples of the Ziwei Sect, the more unfavorable it will be to the Night Clan.

As the emperor of the Night Clan, Ye Yuelan naturally didn't want to watch his opponent grow and grow.

If it weren't for him and Jun Scarlet also being trapped inside, he wouldn't have bothered to care about this matter!

He thought about it for a while, four hours had passed, and those two disciples had probably been killed, who could it be?

He casually asked, "Do you remember which room it was?" ”

"It seems to be...... It seems to be the one with a peach blossom painted on the lintel. ”

"Smack!" The fan that Ye Yuelan was shaking in his hand fell to the ground, his face changed greatly, and he stood up suddenly: "What?!" ”

……

"Anyway, this little girl seems to be dead, and I don't know if it's fresh when the spirit core is dug up?"

"She's not dead, is she? Isn't there still breathing? ”

"Then why don't you wake up after so much tossing? Don't be poisoned by something? ”

"Lao Xiu, do you feel sorry for her?"

"Fart, she is a lamb to the slaughter in my eyes, I'm just a little puzzled, and I'm afraid that her spirit core is also poisonous, which will be bad for our majesty."

"Okay, okay, is the spirit core poisonous, dig it out and see if it's good, brother is quick to get his hands and feet, hurry up and prepare ......"

When Ye Yuelan woke up in the split, she heard such a conversation first.

His heart sank and he opened his eyes.

An ice room.

He lay on a bed of ice, which was so cold that it could breathe away.

His limbs were bound by the four cold iron rings on the ice bed, and he couldn't move.

This ice chamber is clearly a place where spirit cores are often obtained.

There was blood that had not been cleaned up in the corners of the four walls, and there were faint blood spots on the walls.