Emperor Leng's favorite belly black mad concubine

Chapter 1859: Sleepless Night
The little blood bone swooped towards the four ghosts.

Just as the four ghosts were dealt with, a sword light suddenly flew from the side, Ye Xiyue and Xue Wushang dodged one after another, and Mofu appeared, holding a broad sword in his hand.

"Qingyao? Young master? You two..."

Xue Wushang remained expressionless, "Mofu, do you step aside yourself, or do you want the deity to do it yourself?"

"My lord, what do you want to do? Force the palace? Just the two of you? It's a big joke." Although Mofu was also shocked why the four not low-level ghosts just disappeared, but seeing Xue Wushang and Qing Yao and the others, he was even more shocked.

Force the palace to rebel?

One male and one female?
Don't you think it's ridiculous?

Ye Xiyue raised her eyebrows, "Stop talking nonsense." There was a flash of light in her hand, and the Sword of Time came out.

Mofu snorted coldly, "With a broken sword, do you really think it's my strength?"

Ye Xiyue was about to fight, but was stopped by Xue Wushang, "You go in and see the situation first, and I will deal with him."

Ye Xiyue thought about the overall situation and nodded.

Taking advantage of Xue Wushang's entanglement with Mofu, she dodged into the inner hall.

It was a mess outside, there were guards and ghosts coming.

Xiao Xuegu devoured the ghosts outside, and Xue Wushang dealt with Mofu.

Ye Xiyue took out an annunciator from the Zhushen space, and threw it out the window.

'boom! 'Signals blazed like fireworks in the dark air.

A quiet garden in the city.

Seeing the fireworks blazing in the sky, Mo Lan smiled, "Mu Feng, Chi Yue, start to move."

A woman in a black cloak came out of the room, she took off her hat, "Xi Yue, I'm finally about to act..."

Her eyes fell on Mo Lan, and seeing that he was still indifferent, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. It has been a few days since she came to the imperial capital, but she and him have never had a good word.

Nan Wushuang, were you born to pay off your love debt?Doomed to fall on this person who has long forgotten you?

An eight-year-old figure stood on the top of the hall, watching the fleeting fireworks, with a smile in his eyes, "Xiao Xi'er..."

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

With the ability of the little blood bone to remove obstacles, Ye Xiyue stood in the inner hall and walked towards the innermost part.

The further you go in, the stronger the medicinal fragrance will be.

When she stood in the inner hall, what she saw was a big bed surrounded by a pink gauze, and Yan Aotian was standing outside the gauze, in front of Yan Aotian, there was a small silver stove Ding, he kept throwing all kinds of natural materials and earth treasures from his receiving ring into the furnace. Under the furnace, a black flame emanated from the palm of his right hand.

Black flame?
Ye Xiyue thought of Grandpa Yaoweng. When he was refining the Purple Spirit Gathering Pill for her, he also derived black flames. The colors of the different fires were in order from low to high: blue, blue, purple and black.

The strange fire of the black flame is undoubtedly the most powerful.

A master-level pharmacist actually possesses black strange fire, such an ability is beyond the reach of others.

For some reason, Ye Xiyue looked at Yan Aotian's black strange fire in front of her, and felt that the black was not pure, but rather dark black, and Grandpa Yaoweng's strange fire was indeed authentic black.

How is this going?

Abandoning such thoughts, Ye Xiyue saw that Yan Aotian was obviously concentrating on making medicine for Feng Wu, but where did Feng Wu go?
Ye Xiyue's eyes fell on the bed covered with pink gauze curtains.

(End of this chapter)