Seeing that the man in black was unimpressed, he took a deep breath: "Then you have to give me a clue, I don't have your ability to reach the sky!" ”

"There is such a place in the capital, where do you think it will be if you hide a person with such a powerful identity?" After the man in black snorted coldly twice, he looked at Mu Qi again: "I want you to find it back within three days, otherwise you will not live in this palace!" "Say, it's just that the figure is gone.

At this moment, Mu Qi's face was gloomy and terrifying, and his eyes were staring at the direction of the man in black. Glancing at the pile of gray dust on the ground, he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before he shouted coldly, "Someone...... coming"

At this time, Qianli saw that the soul was really out of ** floating in the air before she came back to her senses, only to feel a coma and then came to this place.

The surroundings were white, and there was fog everywhere, not to mention that she couldn't see herself even if she stretched out her hand now at a distance of one meter.

Where the hell is she? At this time, Ye Liuli's body was as light as a swallow, and it was floating around. No matter how long she wandered, the white mist always encircled her.

After a while, Ye Ruri felt as if she was being guided by something, and a path appeared in front of her to guide her forward.

Slowly, Yaruri walked forward. After a while, I saw a place where the body of Ye Liuli was lying on the bed, and there were three people beside him, Huarong, Hongyang and Baiyun.

Qianli was pleasantly surprised to see them, so that the road just now led herself to them?

Qianli knew that they couldn't see themselves at all now, and their souls were locked to the lotus lantern and couldn't float around.

Looking at the haggard three, Qianli's heart was also very uncomfortable. If you have the opportunity to go back, then treat them to a delicious meal! As for Hua Rong, Qianli curled the corners of her mouth: It's better to have a French long kiss as a reward!

In the past three days, there have been killers coming to visit the Zhongwang Mansion! Every place has not been spared, and it is better to say that it is to kill people than to look for something!

In the Zizhu Courtyard, Broken Stream and a kind of guard desperately resisted these killers! This is already the twentieth batch, is it finished? It's just so hateful, there is wood?

But fortunately, not only are there always killers visiting their Zhongwang Mansion, it is said that some prominent families in the capital seem to have suffered the same treatment! The purpose of those people seems to be to find people, who is looking for such a big effort, you can understand it on your toes!

While everyone was anxiously waiting, the Holy Son finally appeared in the secret room on the evening of the third day.

Hongyang and Bai Yun, who were dozing, noticed the strangeness of the air current, and woke up suddenly, and after seeing the appearance of the Holy Son, the two of them almost hugged their heads and cried excitedly.

There are still a few hours left, and Xiao Liuli is about to be gone, and there are a few more wrinkles on his anxious face!

Seeing the appearance of the Holy Son at this time was like seeing the dawn in despair, and the excitement was indescribable.

The Holy Son came to the bedside, glanced at the night glass on the bed, and looked at Hua Rong: "Do you still remember what I said to you that day?" ”

Sitting on the edge of the bed, there was a little blank face, and he raised his head slightly to look at the Holy Son, as if he couldn't react.

The Holy Son glanced at the lotus lamp without a trace, the light flickered on and off, and his moon-like face was a little unclear at this moment: "Which one do you want to keep?" ”

Hongyang and Baiyun were confused by the words of the Holy Son! Which one to leave? What kind of dumb riddle is this?

"Which one to leave?" Hua Rong read softly.

"Yes, there were originally two souls in this body, should they leave the original owner or the lonely soul?" The Holy Son didn't look at the sluggish expressions of Hongyang and Baiyun, and glanced at the flowers.

Hua Rong didn't speak, she lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

Qianli, who was floating on the lotus lantern, stared at his every move, and a touch of sadness suddenly rose in his heart when he saw his long silence.

There is a kind of sadness that is not the kind that destroys the world, but the kind that tugs at your heart, as if there are thousands of needles poking your heart and tormenting.

There is one kind of pain that is straightforward, but there is also another kind of slow suffering! This kind of pain makes people unable to go crazy or mad, but it makes people immortal.

"What about the other one?" Time seemed to be a century long, and the voice of Hua Rong sounded again in the room.

"The other is naturally a lonely soul and a wild ghost...... "The Holy Son looked at Hua Rong: "Choose, there is not much time left!" ”

After being silent for a while, Hua Rong finally made a decision. However, a decision made Qianli who was floating on the lotus lantern reveal deep despair, and slowly closed her eyes, and Qianli no longer wanted to listen to all the sounds outside.

"Are you sure you're making the right choice? Won't regret it? The Holy Son looked at Hua Rong: "The soul of the original owner returns, then there is no place for the other one to go!" ”

"Help me take good care of that one, and I will pay her back! You can't be selfish and leave Liuli's soul alone, it's unfair to her! When Hua Rong said these words, she was very painful.

"Okay...... the Son nodded and didn't say anything more.

"Where will she go?" Hua Rong couldn't help but ask.

The Holy Son's moon-like face looked at the lotus lamp and shook his head: "I don't know! Maybe go back to where you used to be, or sleep forever! ”

"Shizi, you, what the hell are you talking about?" Hongyang vaguely felt that something was wrong, and this feeling made him very unhappy.

It's enough for these two people to play dumb riddles, okay? Can you take care of the audience?

"I'll tell you ...... future" The Holy Son's expression was faint, but Hongyang was the one who had always taken care of the Holy Son after all. The Holy Son, who looked like this, seemed to be in a very bad mood.

The slow ritual didn't exist, the Holy Son just raised his hand to make various seals, and then grabbed something in the void air and pressed it to the center of the eyebrows of Yeruri's body.

The red light flashed, and then the red light disappeared and then retracted her movements: "Okay, she will wake up at dawn......"

Hua Rong listened, but did not show a happy expression, but looked at the person on the bed with low eyebrows.

"Why is the lotus lamp still on, Holy Son? Who is the soul in the body? Who's in here? Hearing what the Holy Son said, Hongyang subconsciously looked at the lotus lantern, and couldn't help but wonder when he saw that the seven lights on the lotus lantern were still on.

"I'll explain to you when I go back, I'm a little tired now that I'm going to take a break!" The Holy Son said a little tiredly.

When Hongyang and Bai Yun heard this, they hurriedly took him down to rest.

The residence was still in a home remedies in the Zizhu Courtyard, and after the Holy Son entered, he began to meditate and recuperate. Fortunately, the feng shui in Zizhu Courtyard is good, and there is a lot of aura, so that his bloodless face slowly recovers.

Hongyang beside him stood silently on the side, watching the Holy Son's every move, looking at the lotus lamp on the table, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.

After running for a week, the outside had begun to light slightly, and the Holy Son slowly opened his eyes and looked at the lotus lamp on the table, and then disappeared.