Suddenly, there was a burst of uniform footsteps right in front, Qing Huan frowned and looked around -

The man walking in the middle is wearing a black gold brocade robe and a jade belt around his waist. The rest is clean and bare.

The long eyebrows fly sideways, as sharp as a sword. The eyelashes are thick, quivering like butterfly wings, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are bright red, but the face is expressionless, as cold as a wooden man without emotion, with neat rows on the left and right.

The steps of the queue were heavy, and they carried a chilling and chilling aura.

Since this person appeared, everyone around him, men, women, old and young, regardless of their level of cultivation, all stepped aside and lowered their heads, not daring to make any unnecessary movements.

However, Qing Huan was attracted by the man in front of her, and no one else could see her.

It's one thing that the man in the first sentence is extremely handsome, and the other is that his appearance is 90% similar to Qing Huan's own. The rest is also because the man's brows are too cold, and the thick bloodthirsty murderous intent in his eyes makes this man look very handsome.

The similarity is slightly diluted.

However, although Qing Huan was dazzled by the man's strange appearance, the man didn't seem to notice that there was someone exactly like him standing here. His breath was cold as he walked, and he walked in front of Qing Huan in an instant.

, and then... his face passed through Qing Huan's body without any abnormality and he continued to move forward.

Qing Huan, who was stunned by this situation for a moment, turned around and looked at the tall figure striding away, feeling a little confused.

Where is this? Who am I? Where am I now?

However, it was obvious that no one could answer his question. After testing it a few times, Qing Huan discovered that it seemed that he could see other people, but others could not see him? What was going on?

Thinking of the face of the man just now, Qing Huan paused, looking for the man's figure and strode after him.

It seemed that the solution to the problem was probably related to that person, and he had a vague guess in his mind.

Could it be that the guy behind him couldn't kill him, so he deliberately used these scenes to destroy his mood? It's a pity... he didn't have much impression of that person.

Hurrying slowly, Qing Huan finally caught up with that person.

Two rows of solemnly displayed guards firmly adhered to their posts and stood quietly in two rows at the entrance of the hall.

Knowing that she was inside and no one could see her, Qing Huan walked directly through the two groups of people to the palace without hesitation.

Although the palace is extravagant, splendid and simple, it is extremely empty and quiet. As soon as you step in, you feel like your whole body has gone cold.

Qing Huan looked at it casually and then withdrew his gaze, looking at the person sitting on the bench in the middle. This person was holding some books and drawing something, with a somewhat relaxed expression on his face and a fierce look in his eyes.

Her anger had faded a lot, and when she saw Qing Huan, she felt like she was looking in the mirror.

How could there be two people so similar in the world? Especially the subtle little movements sometimes are not much different, but the person in front of him is more reserved, more indifferent, more... I can't say, just like two people who were born the same, one is in the same place.

Living in a honey pot is like living in a hell, but when they grow up and get together again, the difference is obvious when they stand together.

Obviously, Qing Huan's situation is obviously better than that of the person in front of him, but Qing Huan still doesn't know these hidden things. He just feels a little inexplicable because he doesn't understand what the person behind him did to bring him here.

Could it be that something went wrong accidentally and resulted in such a scene?

Qing Huan was thinking as she boldly walked up to the man and looked at the things on the table with her eyelids lowered.

"Li Gu?" The familiar name immediately caught his attention. Looking further down, all kinds of familiar and unfamiliar information piled up. Qing Huan also guessed that Li Gu was on the list.

It should be the Li Gu he knew.

Why did Li Gu appear here? What on earth is going on?

Because the paper only described personal information and nothing else, Qing Huan couldn't guess what he was going to do. He just felt that the latest news at the bottom said that he had "invited" people and was on his way back to the city.

Qing Huan frowned slightly when he saw it.

The information was too fragmented and too superficial. The occasional flash of inspiration in Qing Huan's mind disappeared too quickly. She was completely confused. She saw nothing and guessed nothing.

Moreover, wasn't Li Gu staying well in Yunzhou City? Why did he come here?

Qing Huan shook her head and read some other content, but no one she knew appeared, and the names of these people were all unfamiliar. Qing Huan felt a little bored, but she was afraid of missing any useful information. As long as the person in front of her picked up the

Qing Huan read each one as soon as it came.

The man in front of him divided the large pile of paper that was delivered into four piles according to his thoughts, and Li Gu was placed in the second to last pile.

Just after finishing the arrangement, the person in front of him knocked on the table. I don't know if it was because of his advanced cultivation or the problem of the table. Qing Huan was the first to bear the brunt of this knock. His head felt dizzy and he almost fell down.

Before Qing Huan could stand still, a black shadow fell in front of Qing Huan with a "swipe" sound, leaving behind a pile of afterimages.

"Holy Son, what are your orders?" The man clasped his fists and said respectfully.

Her voice was a bit cold, and she was still trying her best to suppress the fear and fear in her voice. There was some slight vibrato. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to hear it. However, Qing Huan just wanted to find clues now, so any movement would be ignored.

Observe and watch with concentration.

However, the Holy Son in front of him obviously didn't notice, and said with a normal expression: "Bai Ling, what's the progress of the rebels? Have the seven cardinals caught that woman?"

His eyelids trembled thinly and drooped slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

But Bai Ling knelt down in fear, touched the ground with his hands, bent his head and knocked it down hard: "Please forgive me, Holy Son, that woman is really cunning, and the clue was broken again when we got to Kunblind City."

, ask the Holy Son to forgive you for a while longer.”

The man in black and gold silk robes did not speak again, his eyelashes lowered slightly, and his fingers kept clasping the table.

For a moment, the palace was completely silent, with only the sound of gentle clicks left. Even Qing Huan, who was worse than an invisible person next to him, felt that the atmosphere was terrifyingly stagnant.
Chapter completed!