After Mu Lingyue ran out of the house, she ran out of Xiaoyao Hall as hard as she could.
Xiaoyao Hall is not far from Ziji Hall.
She didn't know what was going on, but she ran for a while and found that she was still spinning in one place.
Could it be that I can't see the road clearly at night?
She was so anxious that she was sweating profusely. If Lan Qingyue found out, she would be dead.[
She turned around in a circle and looked around, when a white shadow suddenly came into her eyes.
Long dark hair, snow-white robe, thin back shrouded in moonlight...
Mu Lingyue was startled, and her brows were filled with joy.
He's actually here...
The distance between the two of them was only four or five meters.
She ran over in two seconds, stood behind him, and said urgently, "Mo Xuanyu, take out the spirit beads now."
The person sitting in the corridor said nothing, with his back to her, motionless.
She said impatiently, "If you don't take it away, this spirit bead will be taken away by others."
The real emperor is not anxious and the eunuch is anxious. What is she thinking about all this?
The main character didn't react at all, which seemed like she came here because of her own sentiments and got angry in vain.
His non-responsive attitude for a long time angered her, and she was about to stamp her feet angrily, "Hey, stinky fox, I'm talking to you, do you hear it? If you don't say anything, I will leave. By then, your soul will be gone."
If the pearl falls into other people's hands, don't blame me."
"Mu Lingyue, you are so brave."
Finally, the man in white responded...
Turning around, Mu Lingyue took a step back in fright and stared at him dumbfounded.
The originally ink-like black hair turned into silvery white at an extremely fast speed, and the enchanting phoenix eyes were filled with anger and chill.
"It's you!"
She clung to the tree beside her with a wary expression on her face.
Lan Qingyue sneered, stood up, stretched out her hand, and a ball of purple flame appeared in the palm of her hand.
The silver eyes in his eyes reflected the firelight, flickering like a will-o'-the-wisp.[
A layer of sweat broke out on Mu Lingyue's palms, and she said cautiously, "You...how could you pretend to be him?"
He must have known early in the morning that he would inform Mo Xuanyu.
That's why...he agreed so simply.
Then he acted like Mo Xuanyu and waited here early for her to take the bait.
She is really stupid.
I was so anxious that I didn't even know how to think carefully.
Now it's okay, she really pissed him off.
She couldn't imagine what would happen to her.
I thought of all kinds of inhuman torture in my mind, and my palms became sweaty.
When he takes a step forward, she takes a step back.
He stopped and looked at her coldly.
Suddenly, she felt a little guilty.
But she didn't know what she was feeling guilty about. The Lingzhu didn't belong to him, so why should she give it to him.
"You have angered me again and again. It seems you really don't take me seriously."
"I..."
"ah..."
Before Mu Lingyue could finish her sentence, he waved his hand and the fire in his palm fell on her, quickly surrounding her and trapping her whole body in the fire.
The fire did not singe her skin or hair.
It didn't leave any traces on her body.
But it made her fall to the ground and moan in pain regardless of her appearance.
"It hurts..."
It was like being in a volcano, or being thrown into rolling lava. The unpredictable temperature burned every inch of her body, and the pain was so painful that she felt worse than death.[