The air was quiet, and at this moment, there was only the sound of Yao Jin walking around slowly.

Chu Duan looked at Fu Chu, his lips were still a little painful.

He subconsciously raised his hand, then gently put it on his lips and stroked it back and forth twice.

Fu Chu also saw this scene in her eyes, and after she stared at Chu Duan for a while, her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated a lot.

In the next second, Fu Chu turned around in a daze, so he made a look like nothing had happened, and lowered his eyes quietly.

At this time, Yao Jin was still slowly approaching the purple spirit bead, and the light of the purple spirit bead entered Yao Jin's eyes, making Yao Jin's entire eyes light up.

He stared at the purple spirit bead tightly and smiled greedily.

It seemed that as long as he stretched out his hand slightly, the purple spirit bead would be his.

Those rumors in the palace resurfaced in his mind again, and while looking at the purple spirit bead, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand: "It turns out that those rumors are all true—there really is a purple spirit bead in this palace?"

Yao Jin said very lightly, as if he was afraid of being heard by others.

At this moment, Fu Chu and Chu Duan were sitting quietly behind the screen.

Fu Chu subconsciously glanced at Chu Duan, Chu Duan's eyebrows were furrowed, and he leaned slightly sideways, as if he was eavesdropping on something.

It didn't take long for Chu Duan to move his body slightly, looking out from between the gaps in the screen.

When Fu Chu saw Chu Duan looking over like this, he also poked his head curiously and looked at everything outside the screen.

At this time, Yao Jin's hand was approaching the purple spirit bead little by little, and he looked at the purple spirit bead with anticipation.

However, at the moment when his hand was about to cover the purple spirit bead, the purple spirit bead actually emitted a dazzling burst of bright light, as if sensing an emergency signal sent by someone to take it away.

A flash of bright light illuminated Fu Chu's eyes for a while, she squinted slightly, and only after the light fell, did she slowly open her eyes.

"You're good—when I get you, then this world will be mine. Yao Jin said very quietly, as if he was appeasing the purple spirit bead.

As soon as the words fell, Fu Chu's eyes couldn't help but widen in surprise - it turned out that Yao Jin had such an abacus in his heart.

"I stole Qi Yu out of the palace, but I didn't expect to be sent away by an old slave, but fortunately, Qi Yu is back now, and the palace is ......also blocked," Yao Jin said, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an intriguing smile.

When Fu Chu heard Yao Jin say this, his eyes couldn't help but tighten. She stared at Yao Jin tightly, but she was fascinated for a while, and she didn't pay attention to Chu Duan on the side at all.

When Fu Chu reacted, and when he turned his head to look at Chu Duan, there was no one around him.

"After I take you down, I will personally dispose of that Qi Yu. Yao Jin's voice fell into the quiet air again.

Fu Chu listened to that voice, and his heart couldn't help but tremble-isn't this Qi Yu in Yao Jin's mouth ...... Chu Dusk?

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as you think. ”

As soon as Yao Jin's words fell, Chu Duan's voice followed.

A calm and firm voice, as if everything was under his control.

After hearing Chu Duan's voice, Fu Chu couldn't help but quietly poke out a head from behind the screen - Chu Duan had no other instructions, she had to stay so quietly, so as not to add any more chaos to Chu Duan.

As soon as Chu Duan said that, Yao Jin suddenly turned around, he looked at Chu Duan in surprise, and there was more vigilance in his eyes.

However, even so, Yao Jin still made a calm appearance, and he pretended to smile at Chu Duan: "Daoist Chu, why are you here?"

After finishing speaking, Chu Duan did not respond at all.

He stared at Yao Jin tightly, his gaze cold.

Yao Jin saw that Chu Duan didn't respond, so he couldn't help but purse his lips, and the corners of his mouth also showed an intriguing smile: "Still...... The old minister is wrong, should I call you Qi Yu?

Yao Jin's voice became more and more serious, and there was a murderous aura mixed between the words, and of course, there was a certainty.

Yao Jin said, Chu Duan's face still did not change, and there was no superfluous expression on his face, which was elusive.

Finally, after the air was quiet for a moment, Chu Duan couldn't help but sneer: "Lord Yao really likes to laugh. ”

After finishing speaking, the sound of the sword unsheathed conveniently cut through the short silence in the air, and in the next second, Chu Duan's sword was against Yao Jin's neck: "The purple spirit bead is a royal thing, I advise Lord Yao not to have bad thoughts." ”

However, at this point, Yao Jin didn't seem to have the slightest fear in it, he looked at Chu Duan calmly, and then looked at the purple spirit bead on the side.

The purple spirit bead was within his reach, as long as Yao Jin stretched out his hand slightly, he would be able to reach the purple spirit bead.

And at this moment, the light emitted by the purple spirit bead was also much softer than Fang Cai's.

Yao Jin stared at Chu Duan thoughtfully for a while, and then seemed to suddenly think of something. When he moved his gaze to the door of the house, his eyes changed drastically: "Your Majesty—"

Chu Duan knew that Yao Jin's "Your Majesty" might be deceitful, but he still turned his head and glanced at the door.

Yao Jin saw that Chu Duan was a little relaxed, so he pushed Chu Duan away with all his might.

Chu Duan staggered back two steps, and then immediately stood up for himself.

He raised his eyes to look at Yao Jin, as if he was not in a hurry.

I saw that Yao Jin hurriedly rushed towards the purple spirit bead, and stretched out his hand towards the purple spirit bead with a look of imminent victory.

However, the moment Yao Jin's palm touched the purple spirit bead, a burning sensation suddenly spread to his palm, and immediately after, the purple spirit bead emitted a dazzling bright light.

Yao Jin stumbled backwards a few steps, as if a strong force had pushed him away.

Yao Jin looked at the purple spirit bead unwillingly, and then rushed towards the purple spirit bead regardless of it.

This time, as if he had made up his mind to die, he stretched out his hand towards the purple spirit bead, and then held him tightly in the palm of his hand. The glare spread out forcefully through his fingers, as if it was resisting him.

He looked at the purple spirit bead in pain, and forcibly endured the pain in his palm and wanted to take it off, but no matter how Yao Jin moved, the purple spirit bead was still firmly there.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Suddenly, there was a burst of male voice in the quiet air, which made Yao Jin's whole person tremble—it was the voice of the saint.

Yao Jin's body subconsciously trembled, and then, another strong force pushed him away.

Yao Jin subconsciously staggered back two steps, and before he could react, the blade of the sword was already against his neck.