Medicine door witch

Chapter 279: Conscious Agarwood (4)

Sure enough, to sacrifice one's life for the royal family is to sacrifice one's life!
Just when Ling Luo was struggling in her heart, the pair of pitch-black eyes in the dream suddenly flashed, completely occupying her mind.

Her whole body froze instantly.

what happened?This nasty feeling of being watched?

"I have already told you about the news of Lingxi Chenxiang. Come here and continue translating the ancient human skin scroll for me. Today is the last chapter." Chen Jiu opened the reversible wall of the Zangshu Pavilion, and the two walked along the winding path , Enter the hidden stone room.

On the way to help the old monster translate the ancient human skin scroll, Ling Luo always felt weird, and the feeling of being spied on never left.

After translating the ancient human skin scroll, Ling Luo didn't stay long, said goodbye hastily, got up and left.

However, as soon as he left the house, Ling Luo was summoned to the main hall by the father-in-law beside the emperor.

Above the splendid hall, Ling Luo saw a familiar figure.

Prince Chen Moxu was wearing his customary black brocade robe, embroidered with golden dragons on it, against his extremely cold temperament, standing there like an ice sculpture.

"My daughter, see the Emperor and His Highness the Crown Prince." Ling Luo bowed and saluted.

"Stay flat." The emperor on the dragon chair had an anxious expression on his face, "Have you gone to meet Xuanzu, what does the old man say?"

Ling Luo answered truthfully: "Emperor Xuanzu said that it seems a bit difficult to handle Lingxi Agarwood in the hands of a weird old ghost in the Soul Suppressing Forest of Luoxia Mountain."

"Difficult to do? In Xijiu Kingdom, there is nothing that the prince can't do." Chen Moxu spoke with extreme confidence and rebelliousness, "I will follow you to Luoxia Mountain."

The emperor's slightly pale old face flashed a look of relief, and said: "Xu'er should be careful."

Chen Moxu said loudly: "Father, don't worry, in order to extend your life, my son will go through fire and water and will do whatever it takes."

Seeing his pretended appearance of a dutiful son, Ling Luo couldn't help but sneer in his heart.As expected, each of the emperor's family is better at acting than the other.

Chen Moxu longed for the throne so much, how could he hope that the emperor would live forever.

"I'll leave the consonant aloes to you two." The emperor obviously took good care of the crown prince's compliment.

The emperor was thirsty for medicine, Ling Luo had no choice but to set off immediately with Chen Moxu, one by one and a group of horses, heading straight towards Luoxia Mountain.

Speaking of which, this is the third time Ling Luo visited Luoxia Mountain after his soul traveled.

The first time was to follow Princess Binger from Dongchen Kingdom to see the maple leaves in Dongshan; the second time was to go to Xishan Town Soul Bamboo Forest to bury the blood altar with Xuanyuan Yu.

The two got off their horses at the foot of the mountain, and then walked all the way up. After a while, they arrived at the core of the soul-suppressing bamboo forest.

The last time it was dark night, Ling Luo didn't have a chance to look carefully; today under the sunlight, I realized how magnificent the soul-resisting bamboo forest is!

Each bamboo is thick and shaped like a towering giant tree, and what makes people feel cold all over is that the stems of the bamboo here are all black in color.

Ling Luo took a deep breath, and she felt a strong vitality and a faint evil spirit from these soul-suppressing bamboos.

Chen Moxu said expressionlessly: "Let's go, let's go in."

"En." Ling Luo nodded.

The two entered side by side, one on the left and one on the right.

However, the moment the two stepped into the bamboo forest at the same time, the surrounding soul-suppressing bamboos seemed to sense it, and launched a crazy attack on them!

Ling Luo is already a first-tier martial artist, with agility, he can quickly dodge among countless bamboo branches without getting wind on his clothes.

On the other hand, Chen Moxu, who was still a ninth-rank warrior and had not been able to condense his vitality, looked much more embarrassed at this moment.

(End of this chapter)