The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 138 Well, The Son Is Mysterious

"It's okay." Murong Che's ears were also red, "It's too thin, so I'll eat more from now on."

"..."

The woman in black lying on the ground glared at the two while vomiting blood.

Doesn't she have any sense of existence? She came to assassinate, but after flirting, the two men started discussing the issue of fat and thin, completely ignoring her...

She just got the news that the two beauties who came to the Dark Moon Tower today are both undercover agents sent by Dali Temple, namely Master and Wu Zuo.

Facing those two beautiful faces, none of them could recognize that they were men, and they were also blind.

After Su Qingran put on her shoes and socks, she raised her eyes suddenly and found a black figure lying not far away. She was suddenly surprised, "Ruyan? Why is she here?"

Murong Che: "..."

Ruyan: "..."

Finally found it!

Su Qingran's bright black eyes turned, so Murong Che came over suddenly just now because Ruyan came to assassinate her, was he saving her?

Ruyan covered her bleeding heart, raised her hand to wipe away the redness from the corners of her mouth, then raised her body and stabbed at the two of them while holding the long sword.

Su Qingran turned over and hid behind the man.

Murong Che's palm was blowing towards him, but before Ruyan rushed over, his body flew out, brushed past the bead curtain, and hit the back of his head hard on the pillar behind.

As the smoke fell, the bead curtain was messed up and scattered all over the ground.

Su Qingran glanced at Ruyan who had fainted, and then at the man beside him, is this over?

It is simply a matter of one palm!

"Let's go!" Murong Che took Su Qingran away.

"What about Ruyan?" she asked.

"Throw this away first." Murong Che said a few words, wrapped his arms around her waist, and led her directly out of the window.

As soon as he went out, a black figure stood guard outside.

Murong Che glanced at him and ordered, "Get ready for action."

"Yes, master."

Seeing the man in black disappear into the dark night, Su Qingran's eyes darkened, and he hurriedly dragged Murong Che towards the dungeon.

The dark night was heavy, and the thin moon was submerged by dark clouds, leaving nothing but darkness.

Inside the dungeon, the clear oil lamps flickered on and off, exuding a dim yellow light.

Suppressed sobs spread silently in the darkness, making people feel heavy.

Su Qingran walked over according to the route in memory, crushing a room and crying.

As they approached, the crying of the women gradually subsided, but the heavy snoring was like thunder, shaking the eardrums.

Su Qingran glanced at the two sleeping women, and winked at Murong Che.

"Who, who's there!" Before Murong Che moved, the sleeping woman suddenly opened her eyes and subconsciously grabbed the whip.

Before the whip could be swung out, Murong Che flicked his sleeves, and their bodies fell limply.

Su Qingran hooked the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, "Here, follow me."

When she came to the cell where the young girl was held, she turned her head and saw that Murong Che had already pulled out the iron mask and put it on his face.

Well, the prince is mysterious and unattainable...

Su Qingran looked at the locked cell door, and was about to remove the hairpin from her head to unlock it, when the man beside her stretched out his hand and pulled it casually, and the copper lock was scrapped...

The corner of his mouth twitched, he walked into the cell, looked at the woman curled up in the corner, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you."

"Who are you?" A bold woman looked at them warily.

Before Su Qingran could explain, a surprised voice came over, "This is the son of Murong, the Minister of Dali Temple, and the son has come to save us!"

　Sorry for being late, okay!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)