Fakong said: "Otherwise, bring that ebony sword over and let me study it and see what the mystery is."

Chu Ling looked at him sideways.

Fakong smiled and said, "I'll take the place of the tortoise shell."

"Monk, is there really something wrong with those three turtle shells?" Chu Ling looked at the three turtle shells in the wooden box.

Fakong flicked his sleeves.

The wooden box slowly floated up and landed in front of Chu Ling: "Take it back."

"Since I gave it to you, of course I won't take it back." Chu Ling hurriedly pushed, trying to push them back to the stone table.

But the wooden box stopped in the air, and she couldn't move it as she pushed it, as if there was a wall behind it.

Unconvinced, she pushed with her palms together, but still couldn't push it.

Xu Qingluo said softly: "Sister Chu, forget it."

"I still don't believe it." Chu Ling rolled up her sleeves, revealing her crystal-like jade wrists, and pressed her palms onto the wooden box again.

Fakong shook his head, turned around and sat back at the stone table, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, smiling as he watched Chu Ling encourage him, his jade face began to turn red, getting redder and redder.

"Sister Chu..." Xu Qingluo couldn't bear to see it.

Fakong took another sip of tea and smiled as he watched Chu Ling push the wooden box.

Chu Ling pushed it until her face turned red, she let go of her hand angrily, and smacked it with both hands to smash it into pieces.

But an invisible force blocked the outside of the wooden box, as if wrapped in a layer of air, and bounced her palms away, causing her to take three steps back.

"You monk!" Chu Ling glared at him angrily, turned around and left.

Xu Qingluo hurriedly caught up with her, and the two of them walked out of the gate of the outer courtyard together and walked around on Zhuque Avenue.

Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang quickly received the news and went out of the gate to meet the two of them on Zhuque Avenue to go shopping together.

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The morning light breaks out.

The north gate of Shenjing City is opened.

About a hundred knights walked silently, with their horses licking their licks, and walked out of the north city gate with elegant steps.

There is a small pavilion one mile outside the city, which is a farewell place for passers-by.

There were three people in the small pavilion at this time.

The one at the forefront is Fa Kong.

He was followed by Lin Feiyang and Fu Qinghe.

More than a hundred knights came to the pavilion and stopped. The first two knights came to the steps of the pavilion and dismounted.

The law and space combine to tithe: "Two princes."

"Why are you here, Master?" King Yi Chuyun looked at him with a complicated expression.

They left secretly, without telling anyone. Only the princess and the prince in the palace knew what they were going to do.

Although I didn't tell the officials, it was indeed a bit desolate to leave like this, and there was also a strong sense of separation. I didn't expect Fakong to come to say goodbye.

Fakong smiled and said: "The poor monk came to practice it for the two princes."

Lin Feiyang served a square wooden plate. On the plate were three jade bowls. In the bowls were crystal clear wine, exuding a mellow aroma.

"My dear princes, have a pleasant journey." Fakong held up a jade bowl.

Chu Yun and Chu Xiang also picked up their jade bowls, touched the three bowls lightly, and then the three of them drank.

Chu Yun's pride suddenly surged up, and he laughed and said: "Master, you should come over and see me often when you have time."

"Okay." Fakong agreed.

Chu Yun's safety is related to the peace between the two countries and must be monitored at all times.

This is also for your own peace of mind.

Chu Yun looked back at the Shenjing City in the dim morning light, feeling melancholy and unspeakable.
Chapter completed!