Li Yu was stunned at first when he heard this, but he had been a demon guard for many years, so he never paid much attention to Mo Qinghe's thoughts.

He said in a low voice: "Yes-the master, don't say that, the subordinates are thanks to the master's kindness, otherwise how can they still live so nourishingly." ”

Li Yu said with a wry smile, probably thinking of something, and his expression became a little gloomy.

Mo Qinghe glanced at him and said meaninglessly: "I can't see how nourishing you are." ”

Li Yu was silent.

Mo Qinghe shook his wheelchair and turned around and left.

It was night, and the moonlight seemed to be much clearer than before, and the light was stingy on the glazed tiles.

The ground is paved with a layer of intricate and delicate blue bricks of the south kiln, and there are some weeds growing in the gaps of the green bricks.

Black shadows weaved around the criss-crossing palace walls, and when the wind blew, only the purple tail could be seen trailing behind.

Mo Qing and the meridians of his legs have not yet been connected, but in the end, the strength is there, as soon as it is night, he is ready to go to the wall of the Jade Hall to take a look, who knows that before this person can sit firmly, he was almost ruined by a black wind.

Mo Qinghe immediately raised his eyebrows, and scolded angrily: "I haven't found your fault yet, but you came to provoke me first!" Isn't this an old birthday boy hanging! ”

She asked Jiang Si to look at Sun Guifei here, lest she have another accident, but she slapped the ground with her palm, and she was stunned three feet high, and her originally dark eyes became purple.

Mo Qinghe didn't have to chase with his legs, he flew in the air, and he looked like a ghost more than the ghost in front of him!

Don't think about it, the ghost in front of you is probably Sun Guifei's old concubine, what kind of blessing is it.

Fu Lu ran fast, always stuck outside the casting range of Mo Qinghe, but he was just a little ghost, Mo Qinghe couldn't catch up for a long time, and the anger came up for a while.

She unfolded the folding fan, and the picture of the feast of mountains and rivers on the fan seemed to come to life.

Mo Qinghe's face sank, and he said coldly: "That kid, don't stop quickly!" ”

Fu Lu can't even run, where will he listen to Mo Qinghe's words, he is a black shadow of black Bulin Winter when he runs, and he has no human appearance at all.

He was secretly bitter, and the first adult clearly said that there are few people in this world who can catch up with him, and seeing that the effect of the charm is about to arrive, a cloud of ghosts in Fu Lu is gathering and scattering.

A hurricane suddenly blew behind him, and his newly condensed figure was shattered.

There should be no one living in the palace in front, Mo Qing and a blow "overwhelming" went out, and trampled on four or five nearby palaces, and no one came out after the movement was like this, and the lights were not even lit in the dark.

Fu Lu was beaten and couldn't even maintain the most basic decency, and his soul turned into the appearance before he died.

The face is not clear, the body is full of rotten stinky meat, and most of the dead looks like Ling Chi, and there is no piece of meat on the whole body that can be seen.

It's worse than a corpse dying in the water in the middle of summer.

Mo Qinghe only felt spicy eyes, she floated in mid-air, her eyelashes drooping and looking condescendingly at the mass of things that I didn't know what the hell it was.

"What are you running?"

Fu Lu said angrily: "Don't you run and wait for you to come and collect me?" ”

He had a strange voice, probably wounding his vocal cords, as rough as a saw grinding on a hard stone.

"I'm not one of those stinky Taoist priests, and it's not my responsibility to take you in."

Mo Qinghe was very puzzled.

Fu Lu choked: "How do I know who you are?" ”

Mo Qinghe was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and said straightforwardly: "You killed Sun Zhen, I can't investigate the case?" You go to your little concubine every day, don't you know that she has fallen under the soul locking spell? ”

Fu Lu slowed down for a long time, this will be able to barely maintain his personal shape, just like Wen Ruxi saw in Sun Guifei's dream, this Fu Lu's appearance is a half-grown boy, and his appearance is delicate.

It's not handsome, but it's clean.

It's just that he will hear what Mo Qinghe said, and the face that he could finally see becomes hideous again, and staggered and overlapping scars lie across that face, half of the flesh and blood are blurred and half clean and beautiful.

Mo Qing thought he was too ugly, waved his hand, and kept him alive and made him a normal person.

"I know what?" Fu Lu gritted his teeth, "Sun Zhen should be damned!" ”

Mo Qing said: "Then it's good for you to pester him, what do you want to burden innocent people?" ”

"Innocent?" Fu Lu revealed his ghost and said, "In the entire Sun Mansion, except for Nuo'er, which one is innocent?" ”

Mo Qinghe said speechlessly: "I'm not talking about the people of the Sun Mansion - then Dou Sanniang is not from you?" ”

"So what?" Fu Lu doesn't think there is any problem, after becoming a ghost, he relies on nothing more than the obsession left in the world before his death, if the obsession is gone, this ghost life will come to an end.

"That Sun Zhen has harmed countless people, and he is very afraid of death, if there is no Dou Sanniang's help, how can I enter Sun's Mansion and take the life of that old dog?"

Mo Qinghe touched his chin and said, "You really did it." ”

Ghosts don't lie, especially in front of Mo Qinghe, they don't even have the qualifications to lie.

A powerful coercion hung over Fu Lu, and he knew that this was the end of the day.

Besides, there is no way to live, and his only regret is Sun Guifei who is trapped in the deep palace.

The ghost began to distort again.

Mo Qinghe said: "It's endless." ”

There was a sudden movement behind him, Mo Qinghe felt the breath of warmth, and said in his heart, what kind of excitement is this child coming to join in, if she sees her like this, is this okay?

Thinking of a quick victory, Mo Qing and a pair of eyes completely turned into dark purple, only the eyes of demons in this world are purple, the darker the color, the stronger the strength, and the color in Mo Qing and his eyes is almost about to turn into pure black.

She raised the folding fan in her hand high, the fan surface was fully unfolded, Mo Qing and her wrist flicked, and the ghost mist that was about to scatter was trapped in this world with her only hand.

A knife-like folding fan cut through the ghostly mist, and only the twisted and shrill ghostly screams could be heard.

Mo Qinghe rubbed his earlobe, this is a real ghost call, an attack with spiritual power, ordinary people may die when they hear it, they will be stupid, they will go crazy, and they will be controlled by ghosts, but it is a pity that it is no one else who is standing here now.

It's the world's single-round strength second to none.

Yes, Mo Qinghe just watched expressionlessly as the ghost mist was stirred up by the folding fan.

When Wen Ruxi arrived, the palace that was still in danger just now completely collapsed.

The palace collapsed at Wen Ruxi's feet, this person was dressed in a black suit, holding a dragon demon bone spear in his hand, and the hair on the back of his head was raised high by the hair crown, so he looked like a high-spirited young man.

Mo Qing and the sick sat in a pile of ruins, surrounded by traces of fighting, and the folding fan fell on her hand.

Leaning against the half-collapsed wall, Mo Qing and his hands supported his eyebrows, and he said angrily when he heard it: "Why did you come?" ”

"Are you hurt? What about your wheelchair? What about your maid? Wen Ruxi strode forward, and with a worried face, she helped Mo Qinghe, who couldn't sit up straight at all.

Mo Qing has inconvenience with his legs and feet, which can be seen by anyone with eyes.

How did she get here without a wheelchair?

Mo Qing said nonsense with an unchanged face: "Hmm...... It's a little hurt, but it's really a blessing that the weird thing is still there...... Ahem wheelchair - it probably crumbled into slag during the fight just now, and you might be able to find it if you rummage through it. ”

"As for Jiang Si, I asked her to watch Sun Guifei go."

If you have to answer any questions, Mo Qing and suddenly talk very well.

Wen Ruxi didn't notice anything wrong with this.

She looked around for a moment and said, "Fulu is dead?" ”

Mo Qing and a jaw head: "Dead." ”

Wen Ruxi frowned again: "Why did you come to this cold palace?" ”

No wonder it's so deserted.

Mo Qing said to her heart, she was supported by Wen Ruxi to lie on the other party's back, this person looked frizzy, but he walked quite steadily.

"Then you'll have to ask Fulu."

The ghosts are dead, and she asks where she goes.

Wen Ruxi was choked by Mo Qing for a while, and she didn't know what to say.

Mo Qing swept her eyes, and she really saw something different in the ruins on the ground.

Patting Wen Ruxi's shoulder, Mo Qing said, "Wait—what do you see is that?" ”

The surrounding palaces were all in ruins by Mo Qing and a fan, and some plaques could be vaguely seen in the crooked ruins.

Wen Ruxi walked in the direction of Mo Qing and the finger, and said, "This is the last place where Emperor Ming and the Empress last lived. ”

Her voice was a little low, and it sounded like something was wrong.

Mo Qinghe thought about it for a while, and suddenly said, "That's not your mother." ”

Wen Ruxi nodded and said, "Yes, this is where my mother lived last." ”

Mo Qinghe still remembered the things that Jiang Si usually talked about in his ear, and wondered: "Isn't Minghe the queen of the first emperor?" How can you still live in the cold palace? ”

Wen Ruxi shook her head and said, "I don't know, I lived here with my mother when I was very young, and I haven't seen my father much since I can remember, until the master took me away from this cold palace, I didn't see my father in a hurry." ”

Mo Qinghe patted her and said, "It's here, it's here - put me down." ”

Wen Ruxi carefully identified the direction, put Mo Qinghe on a fairly clean stone, and said, "Isn't this my mother's bedroom?" ”

No matter how badly the palace collapses, the pattern will basically not change, this is also the place where Wen Ruxi has lived since childhood, and it is not surprising that he can recognize it.

"What are you talking about?"

Although this is a cold palace, Ming He was also the palace master, and the dowry is naturally a lot, and there are a lot of things in her bedroom.

After Minghe's death, Wen Ruxi and the little emperor did not touch the things in this cold palace again.

What was it like when Ming He was alive, and what is this cold palace like now.

"Is there a wooden box over there?"

Mo Qinghe pointed to the bottom of a ruin.

"Yes!" Wen Ruxi squatted down and turned over for a long time before she saw something sandwiched between two collapsed walls.

It's hard to think that Mo Qinghe's eyesight is so good, the wooden box is there, but half of it has been broken.

After Wen Ruxi pulled it out, she saw what was inside.

- It turned out to be a painting.

And the person on the painting, the two are still so familiar!