It's a man, listening to the voice is a little old and hoarse and dull, if you want to live in such a dilapidated house, it should be a servant of the Holy Maiden's Temple, Mu Ziluo is relieved.

She crept her head out from behind the haystack to see what the man looked like, only to find that the place where the man had been standing was gone.

As soon as her neck was cold, an ice-like dagger pressed against Mu Ziluo's neck, even cutting her delicate skin.

"You're a woman? Say, "Who are you, and what are you doing in the temple of the Holy Maiden so late?" The saint heard the man's deep voice, and Mu Ziluo could even feel that the man was a master.

It's over, Mu Ziluo thought in his heart.

"I'm a Spirit Clan, but there is a reason why I have to come to the Holy Maiden Temple." Mu Ziluo tried to open his mouth to talk to the other party.

If the servants or guards of the temple of the Holy Maiden had seen her, or even held her hostage, they must have tied her up, so that they would not have asked her why she had appeared in the temple so late, let alone put a dagger against her neck.

Therefore, Mu Ziluo guessed that this person must have some other identity in the Holy Maiden Temple, and he lived in such a dilapidated house, and in this remote corner, he must have an ulterior identity.

The man moved the dagger and said, "Turn around." ”

Mu Ziluo had to turn around obediently, but she didn't expect that when she saw the man, she was so frightened that she almost lost her voice.

The man in front of him had a very ugly face, which was a trace of a sword, and he couldn't recognize his appearance at all, and he looked particularly mad at night.

It's just that although this man has a face all over his face, he has a pair of good-looking glasses, and those eyes are so familiar.

"Say, who are you?" The man's dagger was pressed straight against Mu Ziluo's neck.

"My name is Mu Ziluo, I am from the Dongshu Kingdom, I was caught in the Spirit Clan, and I came out so late because I really wanted to find a way to leave the Spirit Clan, and I had no choice but to do so." Mu Ziluo spoke, what she said was right, her other purpose was to find a way to leave the Spirit Clan.

The man ripped off the black veil on Mu Ziluo's face, revealing Mu Ziluo's face, the man obviously didn't expect it to be such a young and beautiful woman.

This face, the man felt as if he had seen it, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, and after thinking about it, he found that this face was very similar to a woman he had seen at a banquet in Dongshu when he was young, the woman who was impressive.

Because for her, that person asked him for advice on how to talk about the woman's joy, and that woman was called Yingluo.

"Who the hell are you? Why does it look so much like Yingluo? The man spoke coldly.

Mu Zilu couldn't believe that her mother's name came out of the man's mouth, she really didn't expect that the man in front of her actually knew her mother.

Couldn't it be my mother's former admirer of the Spirit Clan?

Mu Ziluo said softly but firmly, "The Yingluo in your mouth is my mother, and I am the daughter of Prime Minister Dongshumu, Mu Ziluo, since you know my mother and are in the Spirit Clan, you must also know her identity, right?" You're a smart man, and you should know why I was captured back to the Spirit Clan. ”

"Mu Qingyuan's daughter?" The man blurted out again.

"Do you know my father?" Mu Ziluo was surprised and asked, no, why did this person even know her father's name? This time, it was Mu Ziluo's turn to ask, "Who are you?" ”

The man took the dagger away, and because of Mu Ziluo's problem, he was silent, and even his face full of sword marks showed a touch of reluctance and loneliness.

"You said you were captured from Dongshu, so what's the situation in Dongshu now?" The man let his guard down.

Mu Ziluo is the same as Yingluo, and she is Mu Qingyuan's daughter, so that's right.

Mu Ziluo didn't understand why the man asked like this, looking at the man's figure, although he was a little thin, he looked not much older than her father, and even a trace of handsomeness could be seen on the ruined face.

Mu Ziluo put on the veil again, fixed it, and then opened his mouth to answer the man's question, "Ancient and modern Dongshu, although Luo Qingtian is still the emperor, but he is ruthless, mediocre and immoral, and he is not worthy of being the emperor of a country at all, and sooner or later he will have to be replaced." ”

"Yes, Luo Qingtian is not dead, too, he is the emperor, how can he die so easily, hehehehe......"

The man seemed to be answering Mu Ziluo's question, and as if he was mocking Luo Qingtian, and finally laughed stupidly, but this smile made people feel miserable and sad.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you care so much about Dongshu's affairs, is it possible that you are a Dongshu person? Or did you have a holiday with Luo Qingtian? Mu Ziluo asked again and again.

The man suddenly collected the look just now, and said indifferently to Mu Ziluo, "You go, let's just act as if we haven't seen each other tonight, just don't think about leaving the Spirit Clan again, because I haven't been able to find a way out of the Spirit Clan for more than ten years, and you don't want to go." ”

More than ten years, that is to say, this person has been in the Spirit Clan for more than ten years, and knows her father and mother, so who will this person be?

Could it be that he is a person who dreams of Dongshu? Although his mother is a saint in the Spirit Clan, the Holy Maiden is mysterious and difficult for outsiders to see, so it is impossible for him to see his mother in the Spirit Clan, and his mother and father met in Dongshu, and only those who know their affairs are familiar with Emperor Mo's father.

And listening to his tone just now, he should hate Luo Qingtian very much, and he had a holiday with Luo Qingtian, this person must be a person who has been dreaming of Dongshu, and he is not an ordinary person.

So what will he be? Mu Ziluo thought for a moment, her pupils shrank, and she suddenly had a bold conjecture.

can have a holiday with Luo Qingtian, and has been missing for more than ten years, in this world, I am afraid there is only one person, and that person is the former Jing'an Wang Jingsheng.

Mu Ziluo trembled a little, for fear that she would guess wrong, but she didn't want to give up this opportunity to ask, yes or no, she only knew after asking.

"Stop, are you Jingsheng, the former king of Jing'an?" Mu Ziluo asked.

Visibly, she felt the man's back stiffen at the name, and then she began to tremble.

Mu Ziluo thought that something was wrong with this man, and she also thought that she had guessed wrong, but she didn't expect the man to turn around and look at Mu Ziluo with a shocked expression.

"It's been more than ten years, I've almost forgotten this name, you can actually recognize me, female doll, how do you know that I am Jingsheng." The man suddenly stared at Mu Ziluo strangely.

Great, the corners of Mu Ziluo's mouth raised a bright smile, but it was covered by a veil and couldn't be seen.

"It turns out that you weren't killed by Bei Ming, but have always been in the Spirit Clan, no wonder Jing Che has never been able to find you." Mu Ziluo said happily, God, she really wants to tell Jing Che the news, he will be very happy that his father is still alive.

When Jing Sheng heard Mu Ziluo say Jing Che's name, his eyes changed, and even his breathing was a little short.

He suddenly stepped forward, a little nervous and a little scared, and asked, "The Jing Che you are talking about, is it the current King of Jing'an, what is your relationship with him?" Is he unable to walk on his legs? Tell me how he's doing. ”