Feng Qianxi glanced at her and nodded: "Okay, I'll leave the matter of dusting grass to you, for ten days, I Feng Qianxi will hold on to whatever I say."

"Well, without further ado, you should go immediately, by the way, that person, is it your subordinate?" Yun Weiyang pointed to the man in black on the side.

"His name is Soul Sacrifice, and if you need it, I can let him stay and help you."

Yun Weiyang hurriedly waved his hand: "No need, I just think he is very good, it seems that there is no shortage of masters under His Royal Highness Xiangxiang, so I can rest assured."

"Can I understand that you are concerned about me?" Feng Qianxi smiled.

"Isn't it normal for friends to care about each other?" Yun Weiyang also looked at him and smiled: "Let's go, let's see you in the imperial capital!"

"Okay, take care of yourself!" Feng Qianxi admonished, turned to leave, and the figure of the sacrificial soul flashed and disappeared in place like the wind.

"Let's go too!" Yun Weiyang walked back to the same place, and said to Dugu Jiuye and Sister Yao, time is getting more and more urgent, she must seize every minute and every second from now on, Feng Jinrui, if you want to be the emperor, I, Yun Weiyang, will never let you get your wish!

"Isn't he with us?" Dugu Jiuye pointed to Feng Qianxi, who was walking away, and although he asked, his face was clearly filled with a look of unbelievable look.

Yun Weiyang glanced at him, a little smiling: "If you are reluctant, you can also go with him, don't worry, I won't stop you."

Dugu Jiuye was speechless in an instant, this girl doesn't speak so sharply!

Seeing his aggrieved appearance, Yun Weiyang couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I'm joking with you, look at your little appearance, hurry up, you go to Duanmuying, let's hurry up and rush to Yanluo Palace."

"Alright then!" Answering with a wilt, Dugu Jiuye pouted and reluctantly walked towards the nearby woods, not knowing how many times he had despised Duanmu Ying.

"Miss Yun, aren't we really waiting for Sister Duanmu?" Sister Yao is still a little uneasy in the end.

"Didn't you say that Yan Xingjue would never hurt her, in that case, she should just be blown away, with her skills, she will definitely not be injured, besides, Shaoqing's injury is the most important thing at the moment!" Yun Weiyang's expression darkened a little, and her brows were tightly wrinkled together, and it could be seen that she was now very worried about Beiming Shaoqing.

But Sister Yao didn't understand, why Yun Weiyang looked so worried, and even more anxious and concerned than herself, what was the reason for this?

Yun Weiyang didn't care what she was thinking, when she just fell from mid-air, she clearly saw the meaning expressed by Beiming Shaoqing's 'lip' type, and he said, "Sister......"

Although it is a hazy voice call in a coma, it just shows the real subconscious thoughts in the speaker's heart, which is an innate reaction, even if a person forgets himself, there are still memories in the bottom of his heart that he does not want to forget or cannot forget.

Beiming Shaoqing, are you really 'jade' Heng, or is it all just a coincidence?

Suddenly, her eyes froze as she stared fixedly at the corpse of the leader of the Ghostfaces, pursing her lips.

"What's wrong?" Sister Yao followed her gaze.

Yun Weiyang was silent, raised his feet and walked to the leader's corpse, and pulled out a golden 'colored' token from his waist.