Qian Ling paused and said, "I bought it at the red-haired witch's shop."

Si Yutian was stunned, and Ye Luo wanted to laugh even more.

In Mu Qianyan's shop?

This Qianling, who really lied and didn't find a suitable place, actually made such a bad excuse.

"It's really unfortunate, General Qianling, the red-haired witch in your mouth happens to be a benefactor friend of Luo." Ye Luo's golden eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips hooked a playful arc.

Si Yutian was also relaxed, sat down on the chair lazily, unceremoniously poured himself a cup of tea, put it to his lips and took a sip, moistened his throat, and said: "That red-haired witch is indeed a bit capable, and it is said that she is a peerless master from the two-star continent. It is not impossible for her to be able to get the Three Lives Ghost Flower. Later, this king and Xiaoluo went to the black market and inquired. ”

The green tendons in Qianling's forehead burst out, and the skull exploded.

The red-haired witch is Ye Luo's benefactor friend?

How could it be such a coincidence?

He brought out a person who was least likely to have anything to do with the king, but he still got involved! His luck is too bad!

"Why, doesn't His Royal Highness believe in Weichen?" Qianling is still holding on.

"yes, I just don't believe you." Who knows, Si Yutian didn't eat him at all, and the curvature of the corners of his lips deepened.

Qian Ling's face is more than ugly, it can be described.

"Your Royal Highness, what do you want?"

When Qian Ling said this, he was already obviously at a disadvantage, with a bit of helplessness and a bit of pleading.

Si Yutian "snapped" and put down the teacup and said, "I don't want to do anything, but I just want a truth."

Qian Ling was silent.

He knew that there was nothing more to say.

The chess piece of the king has become a waste chess, a chess piece with a backbone.

"Qianling, I'm leaving."

Si Yutian had already achieved the goal he wanted this time, took Ye Luo's hand together, and got up to leave.

The carriage turned around and headed for the black market.

"Go."

"Huh?"

"Isn't it going to put us in a dangerous position if we say so much today?" Ye Luo was a little worried.

"Even if we don't talk about it today, we are in just as dangerous a situation." Si Yutian clenched his fiancée's hand, his eyes were determined, "If we do this, it will make our enemies panic." They're going to show more of their feet, giving us a chance to catch them and pull them out little by little. ”

In doing so, he took a risky move.

Ye Luo groaned: "Also, after entering the imperial tomb of the king of Yi, who can remain indifferent when he sees such a pitch-black corpse."

The king of Yi is still alive.

At this stage, the only clue left by King Yi is Qianling. But that's not enough. She and Yu still need more clues.

In the past five years, Qian Ling has not shown his feet, and this time he planted it on the Sansheng Ghost Flower.

In the future, Qian Ling will definitely be more cautious.

There has to be another way out!

"By the way, Yu, is there any news of An Ruxia?" Ye Luo asked.

"An Ruxia? Didn't he drive her out of the palace a long time ago and leave her to fend for herself? ”

"That's right, but there is no news of An Ruxia's haunting in King's Landing, she seems to have evaporated from the world. Don't you think it's strange? Even if she dies violently on the street, there will definitely be a little bit of news coming out. Ye Luo said the key.