Somewhere in the inner gate of Wanfa Peak, there is a small courtyard with a single family, which is the residence of Wan Miaomiao before.

Senior Brother Zeng wandered outside for a while, and made sure that there was no one left and right, so he sneaked in.

Passing through the garden, behind the dense greenery, is a small two-story building.

Since Wan Miaomiao was imprisoned, her residence has long been empty, and her original maidservants have been dismissed.

Although there is a warning formation at the door of the small building, it is also an anti-gentleman and not a villain, as long as you avoid it and turn in through the window next to it.

The entire second floor is a wonderful boudoir, and in the center is a large bed inlaid with gold and jade, and a few intimate clothes are scattered on it.

Senior Brother Zeng walked over, reached out to pick up one, covered his face and took a deep breath, then reluctantly put it down and rummaged through the bedside.

"Dark... This should be the place!"

He reached out and tapped lightly on the bed, heard some echoes, then took out his flying sword, carefully inserted it into the small gap next to it, and after prying, brought up a one-foot-long plank.

"This is..."

Lowering his head and glancing at it a few times, his pupils shrank, and in the space that was a few feet away, there was only a golden silk bag, which faintly emitted an indescribable light, which looked very wonderful.

"This silk bag doesn't look like a mortal thing... Is there a treasure in it? No wonder the young sect master can't forget it..."

Senior Brother Zeng's heart suddenly beat faster, sweat from his hands oozed out, he reached out and took out the silk bag, took it in his hand and pinched it, frowned, a little disappointed.

It seems to be empty inside.

Tearing open the silk thread wrapped around it, a golden light flashed and disappeared, and the silk bag instantly became dim, he was stunned, and looked inside, and it was really empty.

After turning the silk bag over and over again, he sighed, put it away, and sneakily walked out, and before leaving, he did not forget to bring a few clothes and tuck them in his arms.

After a while, he returned to the Houshan Sect Prison and called softly, "Young Sect Master, I brought it..."

"Hmm, Senior Brother Zeng, you're so nice..."Wan Miaomiao snorted softly, got up, and climbed up the smooth rock wall.

Soon, the haggard, but still coquettish pretty face appeared under the iron bar, tilting his head, his eyes were full of gratitude, and then he slowly stretched out his hand from the iron bar, and gently stroked the face of his senior brother.

After the disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect are sent to the prison, all the magic weapons on their bodies will be confiscated, and the dantian will also be sealed.

At this time, her jade hands were cold and her expression was sad, which was really pitiful for me.

Seeing the goddess in his mind like this, Senior Brother Zeng trembled slightly, and his legs were weak.

Wan Miaomiao retracted her hand at this time, and said quietly: "You opened the sachet junior brother, haven't you opened it? I didn't lie to you, there is nothing in it... It's just a token..."

Senior Brother Zeng stammered, "No... No, what the young sect master said, how could I not believe it?

"Well, thank you so much, junior brother..."Wan Miaomiao stretched out her hand to take it, quickly glanced at it, with a hint of joy in her eyes, and then pulled down his palm, smiled and kissed lightly: "Senior brother, if senior sister can still go out, then I will follow you... Whatever you want... Well, we'll talk about it then!"

When Senior Brother Zeng left in a daze, the smile on Wan Miaomiao's face suddenly swept away, and she untied the sachet with a cold face, looked at it a few times, and sneered: "Haven't you opened it?"

She raised her head, looked into the distance through the gap in the iron railing, and muttered, "Wan Yue, since you don't miss the relationship between father and daughter, don't blame me! I didn't want to make that choice..."

......

Thousands of miles away, a huge city.

A handsome young man with a hint of evil intent was lying on a huge cloud bed and laughing at the beautiful woman beside him.

Suddenly, his expression moved, and he removed his hand from a piece of nephrite fragrance, and after spreading it out, a little golden light flashed in his palm.

"This is..."

The young man frowned and thought about it, and a beautiful maid beside him pursed her lips and said angrily: "Your Highness, you are merciful everywhere, and you don't know which sister this is, right?"

The young man laughed, stretched out his hand and twisted her cheek slightly: "Rou'er, you are not so jealous..."

The beautiful maid grabbed his hand, bit it lightly, and said angrily: "I'm Qian'er, Rou'er is there!"

Another beautiful woman on the side giggled: "Your Highness, I am Rou'er, I am not jealous, with Your Highness's bravery, the more sisters, the better..."

The young man smiled quite embarrassedly, opened the little golden light, moved his senses, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be that little girl, but it is a rare pure yin body... Hmm, it's been more than four years, right?

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a bell rang beside the cloud bed, and in a short time, several white-robed monks walked in, standing with their heads bowed and not squinting.

The young man stood up, glanced at it, and casually said: "Zong Yuan, you can take a few people to the Tang Kingdom for a trip, take the royal order to the post house to teleport, and then go to the Wanfa Sect in Northern Xinjiang to find their young sect master, it seems... It seems that the surname is Wan.

Bring another amulet of conscience, and if she's sincere, bring it back... If you have any requests before leaving, as long as it is not too much, meet her..."

A white-robed monk bowed down and saluted, "Your Highness's order!

The young man laughed and waved his hand: "Why are you so serious? It's just a small country and a wild place, you don't have to take it to heart, just go and relax!"

......

Shen Yu was walking on the path under Wanfa Peak.

Seeing that Elder Taishang should be back soon, he decided to go to the neighbor's door first, so that the old man would not be allowed to go.

During this time, under the Wanfa Peak, there were often Wanfa disciples patrolling back and forth, and he easily found an opportunity and captured one alive.

Today's identity is the outer disciple of the Wanfa Sect, Wu Yiyan.

The place where the outer disciples live is on the mountainside, and above is where the mountain protection array is located.

However, this kind of formation naturally can't be opened with all its strength all the time, and now it's just a simple maze formation, even if Shen Yu doesn't have that array bead at hand, it's easy to get in.

With the news from the previous torture, he smiled and said hello to the 'fellow door' he met, and then retreated back to his small courtyard.

As soon as it was dark, he walked out leisurely again, wandered around, and soon came to the place where Wan Miaomiao took him into battle more than three years ago.

His memory was excellent, and with the help of the Sogo Immortal Emperor's knowledge of the formation, he passed through that layer of mist after a while.

"This is the layer of clay... If it's really some kind of formation, the formation eye should be on the left side..."

When he went up the mountain three months ago, he had already observed it from the air, and now he knew the way well, and by memory, he soon reached the ground, and then observed it carefully.