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Chapter 506 Returning to the Jin Palace

Huang Zhenjin looked back at Huang Zhenzhen who was hiding his anxiety, his thoughts drifted.

In my impression, Huang Zhenzhen is not a person who is afraid of trouble, let alone death.

If she had been afraid, she would not have single-handedly fought all the martial arts masters for Yu Qingfan.

What is she afraid of?
Afraid of Beitang?
No, she should be afraid of the forces behind Beitang.

"Master, I can't find out Beitang's background. I can only find out that he first appeared in the Devil's Desert in the north. Nie Hong was with Beitang."

"The two of them came out from the depths of the Devil's Desert. The road they passed was full of corpses. Mr. Yu fought them several times, and each time they could not help each other."

Huang Zhenjin raised his eyebrows, "Devil's Desert? Isn't it a taboo place, and those who enter will never be able to come out?"

"Yeah, the subordinates are also wondering, it is impossible for someone to come out from there."

There is a vast area, no water source, quicksand undercurrents, poisonous snakes and scorpions everywhere, and there is a possibility of sandstorms every day.

No one who grew up on this continent knows that the poisonous snakes and scorpions in the Devil's Desert are immortal, once bitten they will surely die.

There used to be quite a few people who didn't believe in evil, and rushed forward to explore the Devil's Desert, but none of them came back.

As time passed, people didn't dare to go to the Devil's Desert anymore, and it became a taboo place, and it was unexpected that someone could come out from there.

Huang Zhenjin was slightly angry, "Yu Qingfan can't find out, Miss Huang can't find out, and now even Beitang can't find out, why should I support you?"

A Dao knelt down with a plop, "This subordinate deserves to die."

"Investigate, continue to investigate, even if we dig three feet, we must find them all."

A Dao nodded in embarrassment and was ready to be scolded, but Huang Zhenjin suddenly turned around and said, "If you can't find it out, go to the Gu family to check Xianling Hongyu."

A Dao looked up in shock, "Master, you mean..."

I want to ask again, if there is any shadow of Huang Zhenjin in front of him, A Dao can only chase after him, his heart thumping.

There are only two possibilities for the person that the Crazy Eagle's hidden guards can't find out.

First, someone is hiding their true identities.

Second, they are not from this continent at all.

According to his investigation, it seems that no one deliberately concealed their identities. If so, it is absolutely impossible that no clues were left behind.

Could it be... are they really not from this continent?

The master has never seen Xianling Hongyu, but only knows it from ancient books and the elder Gu who met by accident back then.

But who knows if there is any fairy silk red jade, so how can he check it?
In the side room, a bloody corpse lay glaringly in the center.

Under the dim light, the man's specific appearance could not be seen. Huang Zhenjin waved, and A Dao immediately motioned to wipe his bloody face with a white cloth, revealing his original appearance.

It was a man in his early twenties, and he was really good-looking. From the neck down, there were bloodstains one after another, and each bloodstain was deep into the bone.

Looking down, the blood stained his stomach, and his intestines were exposed, mixed with the smell of black dog blood, it was very unpleasant.

"Master, there is no disguise, it is Beitang who is right."

Huang Zhenjin was worried, so he checked it himself.

When he touched the cut abdomen, something hit him, and Huang Zhenjin paused, picking apart the leaking intestines one by one.

A Dao looked very disgusted, and didn't understand what the master was doing to pick his intestines.

Taking a closer look, my master actually found an ancient sheepskin scroll from his intestines.

"Master, what is written here?" Why did he feel that the master's face was full of anger after reading the ancient sheepskin scroll.

"Pa..." The ancient sheepskin scroll was thrown out, and A Dao endured his nausea and picked it up.

Only then did he see that he was angry and frightened.

"Master, this ancient sheepskin scroll records how to use the flesh and blood of virgin boys and girls to resurrect a dead person. The dead cannot be resurrected. How could there be such a magic in the world. Ah, I remembered, we On the way back from Plum Village, many villages were destroyed, and there was an altar on each village, and many virgins were tied up on the altar, and their flesh and blood were all drained, could it be related to this sorcery?"

Huang Zhenjin sneered.

Naturally, otherwise, how could those people's death methods be exactly the same as those recorded in the sorcery.

Huang Zhenjin kicked his corpse angrily, took out the rotting corpse water from his arms, and sprinkled it on Beitang.

sizzle...

Beitang's body had bleeding bubbles, and in the blink of an eye, there was a pile of blood left.

"He killed so many lives, it's too cheap to let him go like this. If the subordinates say it, he should be flogged and smashed to ashes."

"Since Ms. Huang said that, she has her reasons. Just do it and clean up the place."

"Yes."

"Have those people outside been dealt with?"

"Master, don't worry, everything has been dealt with cleanly. The dark guard would rather die than say a word. No one will find this place."

"kindness."

"Master, then this ancient sheepskin scroll..."

"Don't destroy it, keep it and continue to harm people?"

"Yes……"

A Dao tried many methods, including soaking in water, burning with fire, cutting with scissors, and chopping with a sword, but none of them could destroy the ancient sheepskin scroll.

I don't know what the sheepskin is made of, no matter how it is destroyed, it will not be destroyed, so A Dao can only bury it carefully.

He probably understood why Beitang wanted to practice this kind of evil skill.

The co-author is to bring Nie Hong back to life.

Don't even think about it.

Reviving one person and dying so many people may not necessarily succeed. Isn't this perverse?
The doctors left one after another, and each of them let Yu Qingfan rest.

He was so seriously injured that he had to stay in bed for at least ten days and half a month.

Huang Zhenzhen stayed by Yu Qingfan's bed all the time, holding his little hand tightly and never leaving. During this period, Huang Zhenjin looked for her several times. Huang Zhenzhen only asked Beitang if the matter was settled, and stopped answering.

Huang Zhenjin talked badly, so he persuaded Huang Zhenzhen to take Yu Qingfan back to the Jin Palace.

Yu Qingfan was in a coma for two whole days before waking up. Huang Zhenzhen was relieved when the imperial doctor said that the dangerous period had passed.

Yu Qingfan leaned on the cushion and smiled weakly, "I've already told you that it doesn't matter to me."

"After bleeding so much, I don't know how long it will take to make up for it. He even said it's okay and drank the soup. Ah Jin made it himself."

"As a prince, Ah Jin, how could..."

"It's okay, anyway, it's only a few days, and I'm going to the Jin Palace soon, and I'm afraid he won't have a chance to make medicine for you again in the future."

"The Imperial Palace of the Jin Kingdom?" What are you going to do in the Imperial Palace of the Jin Kingdom?
Huang Zhenzhen was lying beside his bed, playing with his smooth hair lazily, and said with a smile, "The Imperial Palace of the Jin Dynasty has the best imperial doctor and the best medicine. Of course, you have to go to the palace to heal your wounds."

"Can you not go?"

"No."

Huang Zhenzhen propped his chin, and said with a half-smile, "Why, someone who dared to kill even the best in the world, actually dared to go to the palace."

(End of this chapter)