The atmosphere at the scene was instantly filled with a sense of oppression. Even Xiang Lanxuan, who had nothing to do with her, could feel the tremendous pressure from Xiang Luo Ce. When she said these words, it meant settling a score.
Xiang Lanxuan knew very well that whenever it came to such a critical point, similar to the situation of Xiang Luo Ce, life and death depended on the Earth Master's thoughts.
And Prime Minister Luo Ce, whose back was soaked with sweat, finally faced the reality. He knew that there was no point in making any excuses now. He dwarfed, knelt on one knee, and said in a deep voice: "Act as ordered, the prince has orders, no matter what."
If you dare to disobey, please forgive me, Earth Master!"
The Earth Master slowly turned around and looked back, stared at him condescendingly for a while, and then slowly walked away, "Don't say that I didn't give you and your daughter a chance. You can decide for yourself whether you want to let him go or not. If there are any problems, you will bear the consequences yourself."
As soon as the words fell, the person flashed away and disappeared into the night.
"Huh." Xiang Luoce felt relieved and stood up slowly, with sweat on his face.
Xiang Lanxuan: "You have heard that the person can be released, but if there is any problem with the person, you father and daughter will have to bear the consequences."
Xiang Luo Ce nodded slightly.
Soon after, Xiang Haihua, who cared about her lover, came uninvited again. She had no intention of knowing what was going on at Haige, and her subordinates were not qualified enough, so it was difficult for her to intervene in Xiang Luo Ce. She wanted to know about her lover's situation.
She can only do it herself.
After learning that Pang Wuzheng was probably Dong Lianyu, a Gaoxuan master who had faked his death, Xiang Haihua immediately couldn't hold himself back and strongly demanded that he be released.
Release him? Xiang Luo Ce paraphrased what the Earth Master said and reminded her, "The prerequisite for releasing him is to use the lives of you, my father and my daughter as guarantee. Are you sure you want to release him?"
Xiang Haihua was silent and confused.
After a long time, he made a decision, "If I take him away, I won't let him escape. I'll put him under house arrest in disguise. If I'm sure he's fine, I'll let him go free. Dad, what do you think?"
Prime Minister Luo Ce sighed, "Actually, you also know that the timing of Bai Cangshui's appearance and some of his actions are indeed suspicious. How can we have feelings for him? At first, I thought you were just playing for fun. After all, you are already quite old. In terms of gains and losses,
I have been planning for so many years, but I really didn’t expect you to actually come. Is the pretty boy so good?"
After all, I still care about my daughter.
In the end, the dungeon door was opened, of course with Xiang Lanxuan's consent, otherwise the Dayesi people who controlled the dungeon would not let it go.
Xiang Lanxuan seemed to be quite considerate, and actually came over in person to release her.
Xiang Haihua naturally wanted to express her gratitude and said, "It's a great journey for your hard work."
Xiang Lanxuan teased: "It's okay, I also like to see more good-looking men."
These words made Xiang Haihua speechless, and also made Xiang Haihua secretly vigilant. She was a little disgusted with Xiang Lanxuan's coquettish look with her flaming red lips, but she had to admit that Xiang Daxing was indeed better than her.
She is much more good-looking, and now I am a little worried that this slut has some crooked thoughts about her man.
Seeing her lover again in the dungeon, Xiang Haihua couldn't help but express concern, and quickly lifted the restrictions on the young master's uncle and asked him to cast a spell to check internally to see if there was any problem.
Xiang Haihua was worried that Dayesi would pull some secret tricks on her lover, as the femme fatale next to her was notoriously cruel.
Xiang Lanxuan smiled and looked at Xiang Haihua's sincere expression of concern. She really wanted to ask, with your looks and young lady personality, how can you be sure that a man like this can really fall in love with you?
In her opinion, Xiang Haihua's feeling of good about herself is inherently wrong.
In other words, she still thinks there is something wrong with this pretty boy.
The young uncle was not polite. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the spot. He checked the injuries inside and then used Yin Zi Jue to check Yu Qing's situation. The directions and positions were familiar. He had just confirmed that Yu Qing and the others were safe in the house.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he was startled by the abnormality around him.
He opened his eyes suddenly, turned his head and stared directly at Xiang Lanxuan, who was resting aside, with a look of shock in his eyes.
If the potential energy possessed by Pang Wuzheng and other high-level masters is like a river, the potential energy possessed by Xiang Daxing in front of him is like a vast ocean. They are two levels that cannot be compared at all.
In other words, they are two realms that cannot be compared!
However, he quickly concealed his shocked reaction, and quickly moved his eyes to Xiang Haihua's face, "After treatment, he has improved a lot, and he should be able to recover after a period of time."
He concealed it quickly, but Xiang Lanxuan still caught his shocked reaction just now, because she was deliberately observing. Xiang Lanxuan was secretly puzzled by this, wondering what the pretty boy's abnormal reaction just now meant.
"Leave here first." Xiang Haihua helped him and left.
The young uncle did not forget his own things, "They took away my sword and personal belongings."
This is no joke. The Sky Sword is the treasure of Linglongguan's sect. How can it be abandoned?
Before Xiang Haihua could speak, Xiang Lanxuan had already smiled and said: "The things are here, please return them to me soon."
"Yes." Someone took the order.
So soon, the soft sword and a small package arrived. In fact, there wasn't much, just some personal belongings. Xiang Haihua took it with her own hands, thanked her and left.
After leaving the dungeon, Xiang Haihua looked at the disfigured wound on the young master's face, and comforted: "It's okay, Xue Ze is in the palace city, and his wonderful hands should not leave any scars on you. By the way, you are here
Let’s stay here for a while.”
The young uncle doesn't want to live here, not because he's afraid of anything, but because he knows Yu Qing's plan. If nothing unexpected happens, Yu Qing and the others will formally explore the entrance to the Immortal Mansion tomorrow, and may even open the Immortal Mansion directly.
If we were trapped here, it might be a bit troublesome, but Xianghaihua was confident that we could negotiate. She immediately smiled bitterly and said: "I'm still a little scared here, so I'd better go back to practice, okay?"
Xiang Haihua was very gentle in front of him and said humbly: "You can go back. Let Xue Ze help you deal with the wound first. You don't want to get a scar on your face, right?"
Uncle Junior: "Do you dislike me now that I have become Scarface?"
"What are you talking about? It's fine, so there's no need."
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
At the door of the dungeon, Xiang Lanxuan looked away with a smile full of meaning.
The men on the side waited for a while and then asked: "Da Xingxing, our people are evacuating this dungeon?"
Xiang Lanxuan: "There are a lot of people over there at Pang's Trading Company. The manpower outside is short of space and is too busy to move around. This place can just come in handy. Don't worry, Xiang Luo Ce doesn't dare to say anything more, even if it's put to good use."
By the way, you didn’t take anything from them, did you return the honey to them?”
The subordinate said: "I have returned them all, even a lot of banknotes. Xiang Luo Ce's background is here. It is not easy for our people to be greedy. Besides, there is nothing to be greedy for. It's just... Da Xingxing, that little one."
Is there honey in the jar? It doesn’t look like it.”
"Since Xiang and his daughter have fished the person out, it doesn't matter what they are, whether it's honey or poison, it's just a name." Xiang Lanxuan waved her hands disapprovingly, twisted her waist and left with emotion, "Really
I want to just kill him and see, oh, some dogs are really getting better and better at playing, and I am so confused that I can’t understand it at all, damn..."
I don’t know if she was confused or not. The subordinates behind her looked confused. They were really confused and confused. They didn’t understand what it meant at all, but they did smell something like itching teeth...
Anyone who can be regarded as a good doctor by Xiang's father and his daughter must have extraordinary medical skills, and the young master's uncle has experienced it.
When he boarded the car to leave the palace, the treated wounds on his face had been covered with a sludge-like black ointment, which gave him a refreshing feeling.
After the carriage shook, he reached out for his own things from Xiang Haihua and looked through the small package.
Xiang Haihua therefore reminded, "See if there is anything missing."
The young uncle who turned over the small jar and took it out shook his head, "It doesn't matter, there is nothing, just be alive."
He opened the can, and a fragrant smell immediately emerged, adding a touch of sticky sweetness to his mouth, sucking and swallowing.
Xiang Haihua was curious, "What is this?"
The young uncle replied casually: "Honey."
This is the fairy honey that Yu Qing and the others got from the Baihua Fairy Mansion. Yu Qing and the others have verified that it is truly a holy product for healing. He naturally keeps some with him when he goes out, just in case.
Although he has already received medicine for his injuries, he definitely hopes that he will recover faster, and this good thing will definitely work.
Xiang Haihua took a sniff and said strangely: "The fragrance is quite fragrant. What kind of honey is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"
"It is formulated with medicine, which has a nourishing effect and is suitable for recuperation after injury..."
The young uncle who was fooling around suddenly seemed to be dumbfounded. He stared at the honey in his hand without saying a word for a long time. He didn't know what he thought of.
Xiang Haihua tried to push him, "What's wrong?"
The young uncle smiled bitterly, "It's true that if you don't do it, it's good. If you do it too much, you'll make mistakes. It's okay. I hope I'm overthinking it."
Xiang Haihua thought that he was thinking about his previous outing, but she ended up in such an inexplicable end, and she felt resentful. She said with relief: "The pure will become pure, and the turbid will become turbid. Don't worry too much, I believe you."
The young uncle sighed, covered the small jar, and put various things back on his body.
Just when they returned to Zhihai Pavilion, a man in a black cloak knocked on Yu Qing's door.
When the door opened, Mu Aotie showed his face and took a look. He found that it was a man whose face was covered, and he immediately asked: "Who are you looking for?"
The visitor made a hoarse female voice, "Please tell Lin Long that Xiao Qiu'er is looking for her. She will naturally know who I am."
"Little ball?"
"Yes, little ball."
"Hold on."
Mu Aotie closed the door with doubts, but when he turned around, he did not look for Chong'er first. Instead, he quickly entered Yu Qing's room for some ventilation, and then the two brothers came out together and found Chong'er.
Mu Aotie then conveyed: "Old Sixteen, there is a man outside who calls himself 'Little Ball' looking for you."
Both he and Yu Qing paid close attention to Chong'er's reaction.
And Chong'er's reaction was indeed strong enough, and he even said "Ah" directly, feeling like he was caught off guard.
Yu Qing asked: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
"I'll go take a look first." Chong'er dropped the words, lowered his head and walked away quickly.
She quickly arrived at the door, grabbed the door handle, hesitated for a while before summoning the courage to open the door, half-peeled her head outside and asked, "Who are you?"
The cloaked man's voice was no longer hoarse, "Little Ball, it's me."
Chong'er knew it was Aunt Alang as soon as she heard it. Although she was mentally prepared, she was still shocked. She even wondered if Aunt Alang was crazy. There were so many people staring at this place. How could she dare?