Madam, she always wants to bring trouble to the world

Chapter 455

Elder Fei glared at him with red eyes, although no one knew Xi Hua's background, but everyone knew that he had a high level of cultivation, and although they were numerous, if they fought, they might lose both sides, and they would not have the upper hand.

"You wait for me!" He snorted coldly, and threw such a sentence towards Xi Hua, then turned and left angrily, his beard was shaking with anger, and his whole body was not well.

Seeing this, the others also knew that tonight's matter would not be accomplished. At first they thought they could really destroy the ghost clan, but now they can only come here in high spirits and return disappointed.

They left one after another, with their own calculations in mind, leaving Xi Hua standing alone.

The cold wind of winter night blows on the body, and the purple clothes move slowly, but I don't feel the cold.

Then, there was another person beside him.

"Thank you, young master." Ghost General bowed to him and thanked him very politely.

"It's nothing, it's just fulfilling your lord's entrustment." Xi Hua waved his hands without putting on airs, he said: "It's safe for a couple of days, but you will have to figure out what to do next."

"Yes." General Ghost replied.

The two chatted here for a few more words, General Ghost left, and Xi Hua still stood where he was.

He lowered his head and glanced at the Tiangang Pearl in his hand, maybe he thought of something, inadvertently a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, better than Sanyue Fangfei, the beauty in the world.

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A leaf fell lightly on the cheek, a little itchy, and Feng Qingyan woke up faintly.

She raised her hand to brush off the leaves from her face, and when she opened her eyes, she saw many... soul clansmen and soul bodies in mid-air, she couldn't help frowning.

Her body was covered with a large black robe, she stretched out her hand to grab it, and when she touched it, the texture was first-class, with a man's cold breath.

Thinking of what happened before she fell into a coma, her expression became a little more displeased, and when she looked around again, she didn't see the figure of the man, as if nothing had happened.

She leaned against the trunk of the sacred tree, and when she looked up, she could see the tender green hanging on the branches, but there was no tree with flowers, only the tranquility of night flowing.

She tore off the robe from her body, threw it aside, propped her palms on the ground, and stood up.

"Queen, queen, you're awake." At this moment, Heipo's voice suddenly came.

Its voice sounded very happy, and when Feng Qingyan looked over, she saw the balls of black smoke floating towards her with excitement.

There were soul clansmen around, but no one approached her, as if they did it deliberately, until they heard the voice, the soul clan people who were discussing something in a low voice realized that she had woken up, so they stopped talking one after another.

They looked towards her, Feng Qingyan's eyes swept across, and happened to collide with theirs.

Thinking of what happened before, a formation was set up here, and outsiders couldn't see the soul clansmen, but now she can see them without casting spells?

Her expression was a little indifferent, and the black soul was still talking non-stop when it floated to her side. She didn't pay attention to what it said specifically, but only heard it call her queen again.

"I'm not your queen, so don't call me that again." This time, there was obvious anger in her tone, and Hei Po's words stopped abruptly.

"What's wrong with you?" Heipo looked at her worriedly, no matter how it called her before, it wouldn't be really angry, but now it's...

"Who was that man before?" She went straight to the point, asking the question in her heart without any concealment.

"Your Highness, Your Highness." Heipo looked at her, and spoke in a daze, suddenly understanding something.

The word Your Highness represents the identity of that man, with a face exactly the same as that of Chong Lin, Feng Qingyan couldn't help but think of the clay sculptures placed in every household.

The appearance of the clay sculpture is very similar to that of the Second Coming, no, rather than saying that the clay sculpture is like the Second Coming, it is better to say that the clay sculpture was made according to that appearance.

That Highness must have something to do with the Second Coming.

Feng Qingyan suddenly understood why Chonglin knew how to open the entrance to Youling.

She still remembers the scene where he hugged her before, and he said to her: "I am Linyuan, the Linyuan who brought you from the frozen snow coffin to the world with his own hands thousands of years ago, didn't you say never Will you forget me?"

There is sadness in the tone, there is loss, there is anger, and there is an indescribable complexity.

"Linyuan, the big devil Linyuan... I will never forgive you in my life!"

Inexplicably, she remembered the cry she heard in her sleep again, but there was only this one.

Heipo said again: "Are you okay? Just now His Highness left for something, he asked me to take care of you..."

"How long have I been asleep?" She ignored his words. When she thought about what happened before, she couldn't calm down her heart, so she could only try her best to control her temper.

Heipo was not annoyed when the conversation was interrupted suddenly, but patiently answered her: "It's not long, about a quarter of an hour, please let us not disturb you before His Highness leaves."

"Really?" Feng Qingyan's words were cold, she suddenly remembered something, and asked it: "Did your Highness ask you to bring me to find the holy tree?"

Hei Po was taken aback when he heard that, "This..."

Feng Qingyan could see its hesitant appearance, through which she almost knew it.

"Thank you for your help, I'm leaving first." She bent down, reached out to pick up a leaf that fell on the ground, and then left without looking at it.

She did some calculations, and the quarter of an hour was only about 15 minutes. It has been almost a day since she entered Youling, and she doesn't know what happened to the others.

And if Linyuan wasn't re-advent, where is re-advent now?And Ye Yunshen...

The soul tribe standing on the side of the road made way for Feng Qingyan, their eyes fell on her, they stopped speaking, but none of them dared to stop her.

"Queen!" Heipo looked at her figure and called out to her from a distance, but she walked forward without looking back, her back showing aloofness and determination.

Hei Po didn't know whether to say the last sentence in Heipo's mouth, it didn't want to see such a situation.

Suddenly, there was another person beside Heipo, who was dressed in black and blended into the night, with loneliness and loneliness in his back.

"Your Highness, she..." Heipo called him respectfully, but stopped when he raised his hand, so he didn't say any more.

Lin Yuan quietly watched the red figure go away, finally sighed helplessly, and whispered softly:
"Mochizuki Yisikong, heartbroken..."

The whispering voice suddenly stopped, his back faded, and he looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, with a bitter smile on his lips.

Spit out in a low voice: "I want to break my soul."

(End of this chapter)