The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Inside the main hall
The woman slowly appeared in the center of the hall, and the thin white-gold light around her slowly outlined her tall and slender figure.

She walked forward, her aura looking very strong. She looked at the person sitting on the high seat, with noble, cold and arrogant beautiful eyes, with an indescribable desolation, "It's a mess outside, but you can sit still?"

The voices outside the hall were so noisy and panicked that she didn't believe he didn't hear them.

Ming Lan stood up with gloomy eyebrows, and said with neither good nor bad words: "Isn't this the situation you want to see?"

Why should she come and ask him.

"Of course," she chuckled, turned around, stepped on the only ray of light that had not dissipated, and walked outside.

"They harmed Yuan'er, I will make sure they don't have an easy life."

Minglan's figure behind him disappeared into the hall. I don't know if he had already left after listening to what she said.

Ning Shang didn't care whether he heard it or not. In short, she had clearly told Yuan'er on the first day he entered the mountain. If anyone dared to harm Yuan'er, she would not let him go easily, even if it was him. Minglan.

After walking out of the main hall, Ning Shang walked straight to Xiaoqi Pavilion without stopping. She told Miaoyuan everything that happened in the main hall just now, and told her not to worry, she would definitely find ways to get Yunyu and Moqi to kill her.

Miaoyuan smiled happily, "It's okay, aunt, I've already thought of a way to deal with them."

"Have you thought of a way?" Ning Chang was surprised. She didn't expect that her little niece was quite smart. She had an idea in her mind so quickly.

"Yes, aunt, Yun Yu must have done this. When I go to meet him tonight, I will tell the master the truth before tomorrow."

"Are you going to meet him?" Ning Chang was a little worried, how could she beat Yun Yu with her current level of cultivation and spiritual power.

"Auntie, let's go with you."

"No need, aunt," Miaoyuan took her hand, touched the Qiankun bag on her waist and said, "You forgot, there is a magic weapon phantom among my spatial spiritual weapons, it will help me."

"Yes," Ning Chang touched her Qiankun bag. A small space magic weapon, but she filled a bag full of good treasures.

"If I guess correctly, this Qiankun bag was given to you by my brother."

"Auntie is so smart." Miaoyuan took her hand and was very affectionate. "My father gave it to me. My father said that I have many treasures to carry, and the ordinary space spirit ring bracelet is not enough for me to carry, so I gave it to me." You gave me this Qiankun bag."

"Hahahaha..." Ning Chang couldn't stop laughing. She held her in her arms, laughing so happily for the first time and letting go of herself.

"Yuan'er, you are really a treasure given to me by God, and you are the pride of our ghost clan."

Miaoyuan shyly hid in her arms, smelling the delicious fragrance on her body, and was extremely happy, "Auntie is also my father's treasure and the pride of our ghost clan."

Ning Chang's expression suddenly became lonely, and there was a hint of self-mockery at the corner of her mouth. She is not the pride of the ghost clan. The only thing she can use now is her identity as Master Cang Lingshan.

She had no shame to say that she was the daughter of the ghost clan, because she had embarrassed the ghost clan and her father and mother.

Now all she can do for the Ghost Clan is to use all she has to protect Yuan'er and teach Yuan'er well so that she can start teaching as soon as possible and be able to shoulder the heavy responsibility.

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Evening - seven o'clock in the hour

As soon as Han Mo entered Cangling Mountain, he heard about Aunt Nan being sentenced to solitary confinement. What was even more shocking was that Yun Yu poisoned Manzhu, causing Manzhu to sleep for two days and three nights before she woke up.

The sect leader issued a strict order to give Elder Ruolin one day to find out whether the real culprit behind this incident was Yun Yu. Otherwise, the real culprits should be treated as Yun Yu and Mo Qi, fight at fifty, and drive out of Cangling Mountain. Han Mo hurriedly ran to the small courtyard of Xiaoqi Pavilion. The injuries on his body were almost healed. It was probably because of the Yixiang Pearl that he recovered so quickly, otherwise he would have had to lie down for two and a half months.

He came out firstly to see Aunt Nan and thank her for taking care of him when he was injured. Secondly, he came out to see Manzhu and wanted to know everything that had happened to her during this period of time.

But he didn't expect that he would hear these things as soon as he arrived. As a result, he changed his original route to Yuning Pavilion and went straight to Xiaoqi Pavilion next to Beilu Lake.

He wants to see Manzhu now, he can't wait.

The path at night becomes more exposed, the fallen flowers become carved, the deep frost climbs up the branches, and the chill becomes thicker at night. The road ahead was difficult, and he would inadvertently step on small pebbles on the ground, so don't block the road with your feet. Although Han Mo had paid great attention to the pebbles under his feet, he still tripped inadvertently.

Fortunately, he had a strong body and stabilized his body quickly, otherwise he would have fallen hard.

The disciples on duty scattered around and almost fell down when they saw him coming over. Several people couldn't help but stepped forward, glanced at him, and were surprised, "Is it...Junior Brother Hanmo?"

"Junior Brother Hanmo?"

In order to see his figure clearly, the disciples on duty slowly put the glazed gauze lanterns in their hands forward. The vague and warm light and shadow shone on Han Mo's face, clearly visible.

"It's really Junior Brother Hanmo." Several people looked at each other in shock and quickly looked at him and asked, "It's so late, why did Junior Brother come up the mountain?"

Han Mo raised his arm slightly, covered the light of the gauze lantern with his wide sleeves, and replied: "I came here to pay respects to Master Nankui. Are the senior brothers going back to rest?"

Several people nodded, "Yes, we just got off duty and are about to go back to sleep. It's so late and the mountain road is not easy to walk. Junior Brother Hanmo should go down the mountain quickly."

"Yes, junior brother, the weather is getting colder these days, and it might snow at night. If you have anything to do, you can wait until tomorrow to see Master Nankui."

"Yes, junior brother, but..." One of the disciples turned around strangely, glanced at the direction of the small courtyard behind, and then turned back to him and said: "This is the direction leading to Xiaoqi Pavilion, Master Nankui The Yuning Pavilion is behind you."

He pointed in the direction behind Han Mo again and pointed the way for him, indicating that he was in the wrong place.

When several people heard this, they immediately reacted. They looked at Han Mo and said, "Yes, this is not the way to Yu Ning Pavilion. Junior Brother Han Mo, you are going the wrong way."

"I..." Han Mo was about to explain something, but seeing that the senior brothers on duty looked a little strange, he was afraid that these senior brothers would misunderstand him, so he didn't say anything, but bowed and bowed, " Well, thank you to the senior brothers, I, I may have gone wrong."

In fact, he didn't know that Aunt Nan's Yu Ning Pavilion was behind him.

"It's okay, junior brother, you go to the back road, walk a few steps and turn right, pass by a flower pavilion, keep walking, and you will see Master Nankui's courtyard at the end." Several disciples took turns. He stepped forward to show him the way, for fear that he would not find it.

"Then...thank you senior brothers, I'll go right away." Han Mo had no choice but to salute them. After a few words of thanks, he turned around and left slowly in the direction they said.

Several disciples on duty waved their hands at his figure, "Junior brother, there is no need to say thank you. After you see the teacher, hurry down the mountain. Curfew is almost here."

"Yes," he stopped and turned sideways, turning slightly and nodding to them to express his gratitude, "Han Mo understands."

"Go quickly, go quickly, don't delay your business."

Han Mo smiled helplessly, turned and left. Tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to see Manzhu, so I can only wait until daytime to find a way to see her again.

The few disciples on duty who were still standing there picked up the gauze lanterns in their hands again and left, chatting a few words as they left.

They were thinking about how such a disciple, who did not distinguish between things and had no clear direction, could become a disciple of Elder Hua.