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drove all the way, and soon arrived at the Qingxin Hall where Yin Changfeng and Yin Wuchen were imprisoned.

The Hall of Pure Heart, as the name suggests, is pure-hearted.

In the past, princesses, county lords, and high-ranking officials and nobles who made big mistakes in the Feng Kingdom would come here to eat fast for several months to make up for the mistakes they made.

To put it mildly, it's the advanced version of the prison, and the advanced version of the wall.

Although the Qingxin Hall is a palace, it is extremely dilapidated, like a temple in the deep mountains that no one cares about, and the plaque with the name of the temple is covered with spider silk.

There are heavy guards on the periphery of the palace, and all the fierce gods are evil, and they are cultivated as immortals in the ground.

They saw the carriage of the eighth princess coming, and the two spears crossed and swung: "Token! ”

The eighth princess flipped the back of her hand and threw the token out, and the soldier confirmed the authenticity of the token, so he respectfully handed over the token and took a step back to let it go.

The carriage entered the Hall of Pure Heart through the side door.

As soon as she entered the hall, Yin Wushuang noticed that the spiritual power around her body was suppressed, and as soon as she mobilized her spiritual power, the formation would alarm the soldiers outside.

"Do you feel the formation?" The eighth princess's eyes flashed with caution: "The large array of the Qingxin Palace, like a person hiding in the shadows to watch, will not let go of any spiritual power fluctuations. Once the spiritual power fluctuates, it means that something happens, and the soldiers will arrive as quickly as possible. ”

Yin Wushuang nodded, signaling understanding.

When the carriage went around to the firewood room at the back of the Qingxin Palace, the eighth princess took Yin Wushuang to get off the carriage and pushed open the door of the firewood room.

The door creaked, kicking up a lot of dust, and after the dust fell to the ground, Yin Wushuang saw the people inside clearly, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

Before Yin Wushuang could speak, the eighth princess raised her sleeves and lowered the enchantment.

The fluctuation of spiritual power immediately attracted the soldiers, and the soldiers thought that something was wrong, and they all gathered outside the firewood room.

The voice of the soldier leader was extremely low: "It is the eighth princess of the cloth enchantment...... Retire! ”

"Yes!" The soldiers retreated, but their curiosity grew.

Everyone in the capital knew that the Qingxin Hall was a place for the most noble people to think about the wall, but they knew that the firewood room of the Qingxin Palace was locked up for two men who had become obsessed with their identities.

One is younger, handsome, but unfortunately blind, called Yin Wuchen.

An older one is Yin Wuchen's father, named Yin Changfeng.

The soldiers didn't know what the two had done and were locked up here, they only knew that every once in a while, different princesses would come here to "visit" the Yin father and son.

Every time they came, the princesses would set up an enchantment, and no one knew what was going on inside

Even the empress herself came three times......

After they left, the Yin father and son may be unscathed, or they may be seriously injured, which is unpredictable.

After a long time, the soldiers also became taboo, knowing that the guys locked up in the firewood room were very important, and they did not dare to leak any information to the outside world.

This time the eighth princess came, and the Yin father and son were estimated to suffer again, and she often lynched the Yin father and son.

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In the enchantment, the eighth princess withdrew her hand and said gently: "Ninth brother-in-law, Xiao Chen'er, look who is coming." ”

Yin Changfeng, who was wearing coarse linen clothes and had a goatee, raised his eyes and immediately helped the blind Yin Wuchen to stand up: "It's the breath of Wushuang!" Unparalleled! ”

The ordinary-looking maid next to the eighth princess has the breath of his daughter Yin Wushuang!

"Father!" Yin Wushuang's eyes were hot, and he strode forward, holding Yin Changfeng, who was almost unstable, with one hand, and Yin Wuchen, who was excited, with the other.

I haven't seen him for a hundred years, his father is a little old, and Wuchen has transformed from an immature boy to a tall young man.

What made Yin Wushuang's heart ache was Yin Wuchen's dim amber eyes.