"Pacify Ling'er." When Feng Mohan appeared in front of Han Xiluo again. She's back to her usual calm.

"The Lord is interested in your reaction.' Feng Mohan knew that they must have seen someone just now.

"I didn't expect this Qingcheng City Lord to be a person who likes to gossip." Lan Ling'er said lazily.

"The Lord is only interested in this matter." Feng Mohan didn't plan to let her go. His mysterious and deep purple eyes stared at Han Xiluo tightly.

"Don't look at me like that. I don't think it's necessary to tell you about this."

"Then maybe I should ask Situ Mujin."

"Are you threatening me?" Han Xiluo's pupils shrank. The veiled face couldn't tell her expression at the moment. But you can tell from the look in her eyes that she is feeling now.

"Not a threat. It's just what the Lord wants to know. If you just leave it like this all the time. It's going to be uncomfortable." Feng Mo's languid and magnetic voice echoed throughout the room.

Han Xiluo and Lan Ling'er were silent for a while. Look at this demon in front of you again. Han Xiluo spoke up again and said, "If the city lord wants to ask. Then go for it. Maybe you can't ask anything from him. It's going to be how much they ask you." Excuse me. She Han Xiluo likes everything. I just don't like to be threatened.

Feng Mohan narrowed his eyes. This woman is really soft and hard.

"That's right. Tonight you hang the man in the chamber at the gates. Then post a poster notice. Caution nations to be wary of people in such dress."

"So you kept him for this." That's right. Now the people in Qingcheng are from all over the world. Take this opportunity to show him to the public. Undoubtedly the best kind of admonition. It's much better than sending someone to spread the word.

"Do so. Do more with less." Han Xiluo's eyes returned to indifference. Her mind had to start thinking about something else now.

"Hao. Sky. You're coming." Situ Mujin, who had been sitting in the wing room waiting for them for a long time, smiled faintly.

"How. Did you find anything?" Bei Minghao goes straight to the point.

"Of course. It's not a small harvest this time."

"Oh. Tell me about it." Saint Ling Xiao on the side said lazily.

"First. The two masters of Qinglong Village. It should be the other two veiled women I saw on stage today in addition to Princess Qingcheng. And I broke off to check the inn where they used to stay. Indeed, there is a man named Cheng Yong who still lives there."

"Indeed they are. The girl with the hat I saw today was the one who signed the deal with me that day." Bei Minghao has seen Lan Ling'er. Naturally recognizable.

"That's fine. Now we just have to find out who they are, and we can find out if they are the ones we are looking for." Situ Mujin said with some excitement.

"And."

"About the living dead."

"The Living Dead." Hear the word. Bei Minghao and Saint Lingxiao couldn't help frowning slightly. To know this time. In addition to quelling civil strife. The biggest headache for them is the living dead that often pop up. Not only can't you kill. Unable to communicate. Couldn't ask anything. What a headache.

"Qingcheng City Lord Feng Mohan has a way to cure those living dead."

"What." Bei Minghao and Saint Lingxiao looked at him with some astonishment. No way. The two of them racked their brains and couldn't come up with a reason. How can there be a way to get to Qingcheng?

"Some time ago. Qingcheng was surrounded by two hundred living dead. It's just unimaginable that this Feng Mohan didn't spend a single soldier to control them all. He was also imprisoned in a built dungeon in the east of the city."

"It didn't cost a single soldier." This made Saint Ling Xiao a little puzzled. I think he mobilized all his secret guards at the beginning. It took a lot of effort to force the living dead back. Don't say it's all in control. He can't control even half of it.

"Yes. I went and asked him. But he said it wasn't time to make it public. I suspect he didn't come up with it. It's because he has a master behind him."

"He wouldn't say." Bei Minghao said in a deep voice.

"Hmm. But I'm sure he'll not ignore it. So we don't have to be too anxious. It's the first thing we just said, we need to figure it out as soon as possible."

The conversation continued to return to Han Xiluo and Lan Ling'er.

"Ye. What do you think?" Saint Lingxiao glanced at Nangong Liye, who was leaning on the soft collapse without saying a word.

"Check." His instincts tell him. Even if she's not Luo'er. That is also inextricably linked to Luo'er. So he had to figure it out. And that kid.

"Looks like her, too."

"How to check."

"Qingcheng Fengfu."

"You're saying they have a close relationship with the Feng Mansion."

"Today, Feng Mohan said in public that the woman with the veil is his future city lord's wife." Situ Mujin explained.

"Yi. You go to Fengfu now. Let's see if there's anything out of the ordinary." Bei Minghao said in a deep voice.

"Got it. Senior brother." Say it. Murong Qingyi disappeared into the room.

"Fengfu is heavily guarded. I guess we'll have a hard time finding out anything." Saint Lingxiao frowned slightly.

"We'll see what happens. So many days. Our people haven't noticed that they've been in or out of Qingcheng Mansion. I suspect they have another secret path." Situ Mujin analyzed.

"Goshawk."

"Master." For the Dark Guard. There is no difference between the emperor and the prince. They have only one master all along. Therefore, the title of the master will not change accordingly.

"You go and stare at that guy named Cheng Yong." Since they brought it in. Then there will definitely be a connection between them. Now this situation is for them. Can't miss any chance to get close to them.

"Yes."

Since the goshawk left. There was silence in the room.

It's night. Qingcheng, which was supposed to fall into silence. It's still lively tonight.

The intoxicated building is full of people. The noisy noise spread throughout Qingcheng.

"Come on, come on. You don't get drunk and you can't go home."

"Quick. Fill it up for Benye."

"Alas, I said Zhang Laosan. Even like a bear, you dare to come to the martial arts competition to recruit relatives."

"I said, Wang Tie, how do you speak. I. Why can't I come. I, Zhang Laosan, am also a lonely person. It's that this Qingcheng princess refuses to get married. Maybe they just like me. You say no."

"Hahaha. Zhang Laosan, you are too shameless."

"It's noisy." Murong Qingyi stood on the roof. With a disgusted face, he looked at the group of people who were eating below. He had just returned from Qingcheng Mansion and was sent to be the goshawk's companion. Face this group of wine bags and rice bags. He wanted to trample them all under his feet.

"Hold your breath." Goshawk said lightly.

"You can hold your breath and practice with such noise." Murong Qingyi glanced at him disdainfully.

"I've been doing it all the time."

"...... "Okay. He admitted. He is more susceptible to the influence of the outside environment.

"You said they wouldn't show up."

……

"Do you think they're the ones the masters are looking for?"

……

"You say ......"

"I didn't say anything." Goshawk interrupted him mercilessly.

"Alas. It's a stuffy gourd again. Why do you say that all the secret guards are like emperors, and they are like gold?"

"That's a realm." The implication is that you're a layman at all.

"Okay." Murong Qingyi was completely defeated. He closed his mouth in recognition. Start trying to hold your breath.

"They didn't show up." After listening to Murong Qingyi, who came back first to report the situation, Saint Lingxiao finished speaking. Said lightly.

"That Cheng Yong didn't move." Situ Mujin asked.

"He's eating and drinking downstairs and having fun."

"What about Feng Mohan."

"Didn't show up. The only people in the Feng family were the housekeeper and a few guards."

"Hmm." Bei Minghao hummed softly. Then shut up again.

Five men in this room. Except for Murong Qingyi, who is a little heartless. Everyone else seems to be thinking about something.

And the other side.

"We can't stay here any longer." Han Xiluo said to Lan Ling'er.

"This Feng Mohan's secret base should still be safe."

"But if they're in Qingcheng Mansion all the time. Then it will be too inconvenient for us to act in the future."

"That's just as well."

"So we have to leave."

"So where are we going?"

Han Xiluo was silent for a while. Then he said: "Nanshu Kingdom."

"Nanshu Kingdom." Lan Ling'er was a little stunned. Isn't Nanshu the territory of Nangong Liye? Go for it like that. Isn't it a bit of a self-throwing smell.

"According to the news brought by Feng Mohan. Now the situation in the Northern Underworld and the Ten Thousand Saints Kingdom has been brought under control. And it's Bei Minghao and Saint Lingxiao who are in power. with their abilities. It will definitely not be the first target of Qin Yuxuan's attack. So now. Only the Southern Shu Kingdom is most likely to be the first target to be attacked. It is said that Nangong Zhen indulges in wine all day long. There is no time to consult on the affairs of the DPRK and China. Now whether it is the minister of the DPRK or the people of Nanshu. It's already starting to complain. I don't think it's that simple."

"You mean what Qin Yuxuan is doing."

"Hmm. I've met Nangong Trace a few times before. Judging by his personality alone. He's not the kind of person who doesn't care about the big picture. On the contrary, he will think about the country in every way. But the contrast between him and him now is too great. No matter how beautiful Concubine Li is. That's already in the palace. It is impossible for Nangong Zhen to be with her all day now. So there's got to be a bit of a mess in that."

"Hmm. It looks like this trip to the Southern Shu Kingdom. We have to go. Only the three kingdoms are stable and united. Then we can dig out Qin Yuxuan further. And then uproot."

"Yes. We have to stabilize the three countries. So that there will be no worries."

After the two decided. They went back to their rooms. Lan Ling'er because she saw Saint Lingxiao today. It was destined that she would have a sleepless night tonight. And Han Xiluo paced to Yue Zhen'er's room.

"Come in." Just got out the door. Yuezhen'er's voice sounded in the room.

Han Xiluo gently pushed the door in.

"Mother."

"I thought of a miracle." Yue Zhen'er said with a smile.

"Hmm." Look at the miracle of falling asleep in bed. Han Xiluo's heart was full of happiness. Walk to the bedside. Reach out and gently stroke his head. Han Xiluo smiled.

"Mother." The miracle in her sleep seems to sense her presence. muttered softly.

"Good. Mother in." Han Xiluo coaxed softly. Then I looked at it for a while. Only then did he turn his head to Yue Zhen'er and said, "Mother. I have something to tell you."

"Hmm. Let's go outside." Yue Zhen'er stood up and walked outside. Han Xiluo followed.

"Mother. Ling'er and I have decided to leave Qingcheng." Wait for the two of them to stand still. Han Xiluo opened his mouth and said.

"Leave Qingcheng. Why?" Yue Zhen'er was a little uncomfortable with this sudden decision.

"The country of Nanshu is too chaotic. We must find a way to pacify the civil strife in Nanshu first. to deal with that person."

"I've also heard about the affairs of Nanshu Kingdom." Said Nanshu Kingdom. Yue Zhen'er's face always showed a sadness.

"Now Ye has no intention of taking care of the Nanshu Kingdom. So I have to find a way to help Nangong Trace."

"Alas. Your daughter's home. Now he has to stand up for the sake of the common people in the world. I'm sorry for you." Yue Zhen'er looked at Han Xiluo with some distress.

"That's all Lor's life." Han Xiluo smiled lightly. Just I want to ask my mother. Would you like to come with us?"

If she and Lan Ling'er were leaving. Then the miracle will definitely follow them. Now their grandparents have only been reunited, and it won't be long before they are torn apart. She felt that this was not good for Yue Zhen'er. So she wanted to ask her. If he wants to go. That couldn't be better. There are miracles with her. She really doesn't have to worry about anything anymore.

There was silence for a while. Yue Zhen'er said slowly: "I'm old. Time is running out to spend time with miracles. Such a lovely grandson. How could I bear to be separated from him? Rest assured. I'll go. Leave the miracle to me in peace."

"Thank you, mother." In fact, for Yue Zhen'er. Han Xiluo in addition to respect. It's more admiration. Whether it's as a woman. As a mother. Or as a grandmother. She always puts the people she loves first.