"Go back." Qiongying frowned, flashed and disappeared into the jungle.
Ye Chen finally couldn't help but vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, his steps were weak, and he dragged his shaky body step by step towards the mansion.
In the huge hall, she was sitting leisurely, looking through the map of the Xuantian Continent, with a faint expression, and her long eyelashes fell a shadow on her eyes, mysterious.
"Master." Ye Chen returned here as fast as possible.
Seeing her reading the book again, his expression became darker again, his pale face was slightly blue and bloodless.
"Go back and rest, go out with me tomorrow." Qiongying said lightly without even raising her eyebrows.
"Master, where are you going?" He knew he shouldn't ask, but he still asked.
"Ye Chen, do you know the consequences of disobeying my order?" He raised his eyes and a strange look flashed through his deep phoenix eyes, as surviving as a demon, as evil as a blood lotus.
"Ye Chen knows." Ye Chen's face was expressionless and his heart was slightly cold. Is the consequence of death?
He was dead, so he was not afraid of death, but something more terrible than death was eroding him, and he didn't know what it was.
"Don't want to disobey my orders, I will make you worse than death." A bright red lips curled up a curve that looked like a smile.
She knew that he was not afraid of death, and she didn't like people who were not afraid of death, because dealing with people who were not afraid of death required extremely cruel and complicated methods.
"Ye Chen knew his mistake." He lowered his head slightly. He knew that she had the ability and secretly warned himself in his heart to not disobey her orders.
Suddenly, he felt a little confused. He was not afraid of death, nor was he afraid of life being worse than death. As for what it was, he didn't know.
"Go back, don't let me repeat the words in the future."
"Yes, master." Ye Chen nodded, his voice did not fluctuate at all. He walked out slowly like a puppet, with his steps as light as possible, but every step was extremely heavy.
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The next morning, the morning sun was rising, and Ye Chen was waiting outside Qiongying's room early, and she said she was going out today.
There was no footsteps, and the door opened, interrupting his contemplation.
A small foot stepped out of the threshold, and then there was a sound of footsteps.
"Master, breakfast is ready."
Ye Chen deliberately changed into a plain dress. If it weren't for the indifference between his eyebrows and the humbleness in his tone, he would be like a young man from the aristocratic family.
But she was still wearing an ordinary black cloak, and no gorgeous clothes could highlight her dignity, and she didn't even have the qualification to be a foil.
"No need, do you know where the largest underground trading ground in Chaoyang City is?"
"At the end of East Street." Ye Chen replied, is she going there?
There are mixed with snakes and dragons, and there are all kinds of people. Every day, there are people who die there. Among them, there are many people with high cultivation. He knows that there is a heaven outside the sky, and he is too weak at this moment.
The summer sun is a bit fierce, and the streets of Chaoyang City are still full of traffic and flowing.
One short and one tall, one front and one behind, the two groups looked a little weird on the street. They were covered in black and followed by a handsome boy. His face was a little pale and he had a coldness that kept people from thousands of miles away.
Suddenly, several men in samurai uniforms rushed from the street to the south, wearing a mess, throwing their helmets and abandoning their armor, and rushing around the street like running for life.
"What happened?" Some passers-by were knocked down and dared not speak out.
These people wearing samurai uniforms usually have some cultivation, and most of them are powerful and noble people.