The devil concubine ghost vine is in hand, she doesn't raise it if it's not a beast

Is the woman the emperor wants to kill the young master of Xuanling Palace?

Did they hear it wrong?

Isn't she a witch who was born to harm the common people?
Although she did not personally witness her murder, the empress would definitely not wrong an innocent little girl.

What's more, this woman was born with a body with no veins, unable to gather energy, but she was able to control the strange evil spirit, and in the blink of an eye, the flowers and trees all over the city withered and withered.

They hadn't even seen her make a move in person, and they had resisted the thousands of arrow rain attacks of countless magical feather guards without any effort.

Such a dark and frightening power is unheard of in ancient mystic arts, and it is clearly a demon or something.

Just now, she also summoned a little monster that has no real shape but can stir up wind and mist in the world.

It also seems to be a monster.

How could she be the talented young master of Xuanling Palace?

This is completely different from the rumored Nangong Fei.

There was a huge wave in everyone's heart, and they looked at the girl standing alone in the black mist in surprise.

Mo Jinchu seemed to have forgotten the injury in his abdomen, and was helped to stand up, ignoring his lack of composure, and confirmed with Fo Ruo again and again with a pale face.

"Elder Foruo, who do you think she is?"

"Empress Yunfu, what is your intention to lead people to besiege our young master? Could it be that Yunfu wants to make an enemy of Xuanling Palace?"

Fo Ruo's eyes were full of dissatisfaction with Mo Jinchu, and this forceful question completely shattered Mo Jinchu's hopes.

This truth is so depressing.

Mo Jinchu could hardly stand still, and a severe colic pain hit her dantian, the pain made her face contorted, and before she could say a word, she breathed her last breath.

"Empress Empress!"

"..."

Fo Ruo's face darkened slightly, and he looked at Shen Tangluo with a tired face in complicated eyes, and asked quite anxiously:

"The subordinates came late and hurt the young master. What happened? Why did the Empress Yunfu lead people to besiege the young master?"

She didn't know the situation, but she saw with her own eyes that the Empress Yunfu was determined to kill, and ordered to shoot the young master.

This matter is no small matter, it is related to the friendship between the two clans, how can it be settled easily?

From the standpoint of Xuanling Palace, the young master suffered such great bullying in Yunfu Imperial City, any disciple of Xuanling Palace would not stand idly by.

As an elder, she is the first to bear the brunt.

If Mo Jinchu couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation, with the style of the palace lord's doting on young girls, there would be an earth-shaking chaos and it would be hard to let it go.

Even Emperor Yunfu had to come forward to give Xuanling Palace an explanation!
Going back into a ghost dream without a shadow, Shen Tangluo thought of the tragic deaths of Yuan Lin and Yan Shulou, felt chest tightness and headache, and told Fo Ruo the ins and outs of the matter in a concise manner.

"Empress Yunfu slandered this young master empty-handedly, that sword is a lesson she deserves."

After hearing everything, Fo Ruo's face was pale beyond belief, and he was no longer rational at the beginning, and his figure shook for a while, completely unacceptable.

"That's impossible! Yuanlin has such a high level of cultivation, how could he..."

"Young master, you... this can't be true!"

She suddenly looked at Shen Tangluo in horror, "This matter is too strange, I want to report it to the Palace Master!"

"You don't believe it?" Shen Tang lowered his brows, and saw a trace of doubt in her eyes, and his small face turned cold instantly, "Fo Ruo, do you also think this young master did it?"

"No, no..." Fo Ruo's mind was in chaos, and he was vague, "When I tell the Palace Master, everything will come to light."

Shen Tang smiled angrily, "It's up to you."

Before she finished speaking, a cold black mist swirled around her body and disappeared in place.

Midnight is approaching, and the undercurrent is surging.

Shen Tangluo came to the vicinity of Fuyuan Pagoda, but before entering the pagoda, his chest suddenly surged, and a fishy sweetness came out of his mouth.

Immediately, the whole person was caught off guard and rolled down from mid-air, and his weak body fell firmly on the steps.

She struggled a bit, but felt sleepy and tired, and didn't want to move anymore.

His dazed eyes couldn't help looking at the sky covered in dark mist, and he suddenly saw the bright moon on the mid-autumn night, "Yunsi, why haven't you come back, I feel a little..."

"miss you."