Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Mystery Room
Mu Jiujiu was slightly stunned.
The next second, she lowered her head and covered the look of understanding in her eyes.
As if to hide her out-of-control emotions, she held the teacup on the corner of the table, but her fingertips trembled slightly.
"Senior Zhuang, you ......"
Zhuang Huayuan's tone was a kind of forbearance and impatience: "Qingqiu, everyone is willing to accept the truth, why do you have to be persistent?" If it's because you feel that there is one less person to shelter, it is not a big deal.
Even if Sheng Canglan is dead, his residual power is still there. Those loyal subordinates of Canglan Hall will also respect you enough. What are you still worried about!? β
Mu Jiujiu thought it was a little ridiculous.
But she looked at Zhuang Huayuan with a pitiful gaze: "I'm just worried about my master's comfort, Senior Zhuang, how can you think of me like this?" β
Zhuang Huasheng crossed his fingers into fists, looked at Mu Jiujiu's eyes, and said word by word: "Your master-apprentice friendship is only a few years, and it is only a snap of your fingers in the long years.
The reason why you are so persistent is not that you get along in the name of master and apprentice - but you have other feelings? β
This man is sick, Mu Jiujiu thought.
There is no need to talk about it, Zhuang Huayuan's attitude is already clear to her.
But......
Maybe a more interesting ending?
Mu Jiujiu's eyes widened, looking at the other party in disbelief.
Then, as if she could no longer restrain her emotions, she held the teacup on the table and poured it into Zhuang Huayuan's face-
Zhuang Huayuan reflexively wanted to avoid it, his cultivation was good, and it stands to reason that he should have easily avoided it.
But he avoided half of his body, but he couldn't stop it, and he took the bowl of tea stiffly.
I didn't hide, Mu Jiujiu was a little surprised.
Luckily, the tea was lukewarm.
She looked at Zhuang Huayuan opposite, the young man's shoulders were drenched, and the tea leaves stuck to him. The tea dripped down his skin little by little, and the whole person looked extremely embarrassed.
He ran his hand through the hair stuck to his forehead, his eyes were heavy, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion.
Why didn't you get angry? Mu Jiujiu thought a little strangely.
Judging from the conversation just now, this teenager doesn't seem to be a moody person.
Mu Jiujiu stood up with a "sigh", looked directly at Zhuang Huayuan, and said with a cold gaze: "Senior Zhuang, you have been friends with Master for a long time, if Master has a spirit in the sky, seeing you like this, you will definitely regret knowing you!" β
After saying that, she didn't give people time to react, picked up the "Fengyue Dream" that she had placed beside her before, and walked out of the door quickly.
There was no looking back.
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After Mu Jiujiu left, Zhuang Huayuan held his forehead, no longer suppressed, and coughed a few times.
When they were talking before, the waiters were waiting outside, and when they heard this, they immediately stepped forward and asked worriedly, "Young Palace Master, what's wrong?" β
The waiter took a closer look and found Zhuang Huayuan's wet clothes, and said in surprise: "Why are the sleeves of the young palace master wet?" This...... Do you want to go for another one? β
Zhuang Huayuan didn't speak, shook his head at him, and at the same time motioned for the waiter to pass the handkerchief.
When he took it, he took a handkerchief in one hand to cover his lips, and coughed up a pool of blood.
The waiter's face changed, and he said in amazement: "Young Palace Master!?" It's ......"
Zhuang Huayuan made a gesture to signal that he didn't have to say any more.
He looked ahead, not knowing what he was looking at or remembering some of the past.
After a long time, the waiter heard the young palace master consider his tone word by word, and said, "Send a few people to keep an eye on the Canglan Palace, and if there is any change, report to me immediately." β
The waiter received the order, and just wanted to leave to give orders, but he heard the young palace master call him back.
"Waitβ"
He turned around and saw that the expression of the young palace master was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see it very really. After a long time, when the waiter thought that he would not speak anymore, he heard him say bitterly, "Send a few people to protect her."
Sheng Canglan is dead, and I don't know what some people will do to her......"
The waiter naturally understood who she was referring to, he sighed inwardly, and immediately replied, "Yes." β
Then the waiter walked out of the room, shook his head, hid all his emotions in his heart, and went to work.
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Mu Jiujiu took a long time to walk out of the East Holy Palace.
Although she rushed out violently after manipulating a bunch of things in the main hall. But after rushing out, she got lost.
Mu Jiujiu looked at the huge Dongsheng Palace and fell into confusion.
Good thing to have Dawn help.
Today's weather is not bad, the warm wind hit Mu Jiujiu, and she stretched comfortably.
At present, it seems that there must be something wrong with this Zhuang Huayuan. Regardless of whether this person is directly involved or not, this person must know something.
Take your time, don't rush.
She plays games to relax herself, so why do she do all her best.
Mu Jiujiu comfortably walked around the Dongsheng Palace, looking at this gorgeous palace, Mu Jiujiu felt that the Dongsheng Palace was really rich.
During this period, some guards asked her identity, and she fooled her by thinking that she was a "friend of the young palace master". Anyway, the waiter who brought her in could testify.
After shopping around, Mu Jiujiu was a little tired and was about to call Dawn and wanted to go offline.
But suddenly I heard a strange sound.
"What sound?" Mu Jiujiu wondered.
Like the low roar of some beast, and the friction of heavy objects on the ground, and the sound of biting.
She looked up and found that she had somehow come to a very remote position, and in front of her was a hidden door, buried under layers of vines.
If you don't look closely, you won't be able to notice it.
Mu Jiujiu: "Dawn, do you think this door looks like it's secretive? β
Dawn: "You can feel strong energy fluctuations, so be careful. β
Mu Jiujiu came to the spirit and walked outside the door. I don't know what special material this door is made of, and it looks unusually hard.
The door has an irregularly shaped groove in the center that looks like you need to put something in.
"I don't have a key, what should I do?"
Mu Jiujiu said this, but suddenly thought of the "key" left by Wen Yuan's predecessors in the Yuehua Spirit Realm before.
She took out the dark orb and put it inside.
The groove begins to rotate......
The door opened.
Mu Jiujiu retrieved the "key", and as soon as he walked in the door, he was slammed behind him.
"Bang!"
The inside of the door was pitch black, and it looked a little dangerous.
Mu Jiujiu groped her way forward in the dark, the strange screams in her ears became louder, and she inexplicably felt a flustered shortness of breath.
There was a dark and damp smell between the noses, and there was even a hint of blood in the wine.
As she approached, the palpitations became more and more obvious.
Mu Jiujiu can't see the future, and it is this fear of the unknown that makes people even more afraid.
There was a creepy sound in the darkness, and Mu Jiujiu inexplicably felt that this kind of hissing sound was a little familiar, mixed with the sound of flesh and blood biting.
"Dawn, is there anything to illuminate?" Finally, she couldn't help but ask.
Under this fear of the unknown, her whole person will go crazy.
Dawn offers a pale and slightly shiny bead.
"This is from the Spirit Moon Lantern when you lived in the Drunken Immortal Residence." Dawn explained.
Mu Jiujiu nodded, and said in his heart that Dawn was still reliable.
She picked up the white bead and looked ahead.
Without seeing the whole picture, it was faintly a black and twisted monster, with an extremely irregular shape and a hideous and terrifying face.
As if sensing the light, the monster gave up eating and looked up in the direction of Mu Jiujiu.
Two huge pupils were like the eyes of a poisonous snake, bloodthirsty and terrifying, staring at her faintly.
Mu Jiujiu: "......"
What does it eat!? If you're not mistaken, it's a human head, right?
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Groundhog screams!
βDuangοΌ The nest is going offline, wow!! β