The woman in white nodded, then walked around the dead man, approached the carriage, lifted the curtain, and saw Su Dai lying inside the carriage.
She frowned slightly, got on the carriage, felt Su Dai's pulse, and her expression suddenly became stern.
"Miss Rong, how should we deal with this?" the woman asked again. According to the rules, anyone who breaks into the Yin Yue Palace territory without permission will be killed.
The woman in white glanced at Su Dai. Although her eyes were tightly closed, her melon-seed face was extremely delicate. It was really a masterpiece from God. She murmured: "It's so beautiful."
"Miss Rong?"
"Take it away and go back to Yinyue Palace." The woman in white said calmly while sitting in the carriage.
Guiyan and Wei Tangze searched for a long time, and finally found Yan Ling who was covered in blood. Guiyan was shocked, and quickly tapped several of Yan Ling's acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, then picked up Yan Ling and asked: "Yan Ling,
what happened?"
When Yan Ling heard the shouting, her eyelids moved, but she never opened them.
"Where is A Qing? Where did the carriage go? Where is A Qing?!" Wei Tangze asked anxiously, almost wanting to grab Yan Ling's shoulders.
"It seems that it was robbed by someone. The target of that gang is Su Dai." Ghost Eye said in a deep voice.
Wei Tangze gritted his teeth, why was Su Dai kidnapped?
What would happen if something happened to her?
Yan Ling was seriously injured. Gui Yan knew that he could not delay any longer, so he hugged Yan Ling and wanted to walk to the nearest town.
"Wait a minute, what about Su Dai? Her whereabouts are unknown now!" Wei Tangze stretched out his hand to stop the ghost eye, anxious.
Ghost Eye pondered for a moment, but Yan Ling's injury could not be delayed any longer. He walked around Wei Tangze and walked a few steps. He vaguely saw a person lying on the path in front of him. He quickly walked over and took a closer look.
Only then did he realize that the man's death state was terrifying, his eyes were wide open, and there were traces of being tied up, with streaks of blood showing on his body.
Wei Tangze also walked up, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help being frightened: "What...what's going on?"
Ghost Eye turned the man's body over, thought for a while, and then said: "There are no fatal injuries on this man's body. If you look at the blood marks on his body, someone tied him up and let his internal organs explode.
Death, and what binds him... is not an ordinary thin thread."
Wei Tangze had never understood this kind of thing. He just felt that the death of this man was particularly strange. He stepped back and took a look. The traces of the wheels disappeared here and there were only traces of horse hoofs. Where did the carriage go? Could it be that the carriage was going there?
As if disappearing into thin air?
"Yin Yue Palace." These three words came out of Gui Yan's mouth. With such a thin and tough silk thread, only Yin Yue Palace could be the only one. Unexpectedly, they tried their best to go to Yin Yue Palace, and Su Dai would end up going to Yin Yue Palace by accident.
I came to Yin Yue Palace, but I don’t know how the people in Yin Yue Palace will treat Su Dai.
Yin Moon Palace.
The Yin and Moon Palace is built close to the mountain and has excellent lighting. The slanting sunlight shines through it, making it look like a fairyland on earth, but the people living here are the evil sect that everyone is taboo on.
The woman in white walked gently through a long corridor before pushing open the room at the end. She saw the man lying on the bamboo rafter at a glance, and her whole body couldn't help but tremble. After a while, she left.
Go in.
The man's face was green and white, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he had burns in many places on his body, but they had been bandaged, but he still didn't wake up. The woman in white sat on the bamboo stool and stared at his appearance carefully.
He read out slowly: "Wen Yimo...Yimo..."
Wen Yimo frowned when he heard the call. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and the woman in white immediately came into view.
"You're awake?!" the woman in white said in surprise. She thought Wen Yimo would be in a coma for a few more days, but she didn't expect to wake up so soon.
When Wen Yimo saw this strange woman, he suddenly remembered that he was being dragged to death together, and he could still feel the cold feeling, which meant he was not dead.
He propped himself up. When the woman in white saw him struggling to sit up, she quickly said: "Your injury is still not healed, so lie down."
The woman's gentle voice made Wen Yimo startled, but soon his eyes returned to coldness and he asked: "Where is this? Who are you?"
"This is the Yin Moon Palace." The woman in white paused, her eyes dimmed, and she lowered her eyes slightly, "I... you can call me Furong."
Wen Yimo frowned. Furong? He just felt so familiar. He looked around. Was it someone from Yin Yue Palace who saved him?
"You don't have to be afraid, you won't be in danger." Fleur said with a smile, extremely gentle.
Wen Yimo thought of Guiyan and the others, and asked, "Then where are my...companions?"
"Companion?" Furong thought for a moment, then said, "I saved a woman, but she was the only one."
Wen Yimo immediately became nervous and asked, "Did she suffer internal injuries?!"
"Yes, it's very serious." Furong nodded. "Can you save her? It has been delayed for two days."
Wen Yimo seemed to see a glimmer of hope and asked anxiously.
Furong was stunned, she didn't expect Wen Yimo to be so excited, but Wen Yimo's movement involved the wound, and his whole face became distorted. She quickly asked Wen Yimo to sit down, and then said: "You and her are
What's the relationship? Why do you care about her so much?"
"This has nothing to do with you." Wen Yimo said coldly.
"If you don't tell her, I won't save her." Furong said slyly.
Wen Yimo looked away. He didn't know how to explain it himself, but when he thought that Su Dai couldn't be delayed any longer, he said, "She is... my concubine."
"Concubine?" Furong was a little surprised, "This must be someone you love very much, otherwise you wouldn't have brought her here."
"No." Wen Yimo said, "How could I love her?"
Fu Rong pursed her lips and smiled, but because the white gauze covered her face, Wen Yimo couldn't see clearly. She said softly: "Only you know whether this is true, but people are often very strange, and sometimes you don't know
Know what is on your mind."
Wen Yimo was silent. He only thought about revenge. What he really wanted was not that he had not thought about it, but that he couldn't help but think about it.
Seeing that he was silent, Furong stood up and said softly: "You rest for a while. Someone will bring medicine later. I'll go see your...concubine first."
After finishing speaking, Furong retreated. In the corridor, there was a woman leaning on a pillar, her lips slightly parted: "Miss Rong, are you having a private meeting with a man?"
Fu Rong's eyes instantly turned cold, and she said coldly: "Yan Zhuang, you'd better be careful what you say."