"Where is the Imperial Master?" The voice is so familiar...
"The Imperial Master just found an unknown person on the roof and chased him out..." the little eunuch's voice said.
As expected, he was a person serving at the emperor's side, and he answered such questions so appropriately.
"I'll go in and take a look..."
"Sir, please. The Imperial Master has specifically ordered that we can only let you in!" The little eunuch opened the door respectfully.
There were footsteps, and Ling Wudi ducked and entered the thick curtain next to the dragon bed.
A thin figure appeared in his eyes.
That blue shirt, that somewhat fragile body...
This is……
"Tsk, tsk, it's so injured that even the skin fell off, it's really..." The man just finished speaking, but he noticed something was wrong, and immediately looked around vigilantly.
After a while of exploration, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the face of the man on the bed could resist the scars, his own face was also seriously injured.
The person who came was not in a hurry to treat the wound. He looked at it carefully for a long time and frowned, but the person who left it alone didn't care anymore.
Ling Wudi had known for a long time that he was not simple. When he was in the spiritual academy, he had some doubts. How could such a sophisticated person like him be assigned to the spiritual academy to be a guide and a boy in charge of chores?
Unexpectedly, he is the person next to the Imperial Master and Leng Yutai. No, where Leng Yutai is now is unknown!
Wu Chang sat next to the dragon bed, took out a pair of scissors from somewhere, and started to cut the stranger on the bed carefully and seriously.
The sound of squeaking and squeaking echoed in the already empty Tianlin Hall.
Ling Wudi was depressed, what on earth was Wuchang doing here? He had said before that it would be great if he could disguise himself. Now it seems that he was half right, but what is the identity of Wuchang?
Seeing this scene, one of the doubts in Ling Wudi's heart was solved, but he still had more doubts.
Wu Chang is very patient and keeps messing with people who don't know whether they are alive or dead.
Ling Wudi didn't know how long it had passed before the door of the main hall rang and someone came in.
It was the Imperial Master who came in. Ling Wudi quickly adjusted his aura carefully. This Imperial Master was a master among masters, and any disorder in his aura might be discovered.
"Are you back?" Wu Chang and the Imperial Master have no courtesy at all, they are more like friends...
However, impermanence...
But he stood up and threw himself into the arms of the Imperial Master...
Ling Wudi was shocked. Is this Wu Chang a man? Could it be that the Imperial Preceptor is a woman? However, the Imperial Preceptor is a man. If it were a woman, her voice would be too crude, right?
"Why are there such no rules? This is Tianlin Palace!" The Imperial Master coldly pushed away Wu Chang who threw himself into his arms.
Wu Chang's face changed slightly, and he immediately laughed again, with an extremely soft and charming voice: "Don't I miss you? I don't see you in the spiritual cultivation house every day..." After saying this, he kept moving towards the arms of the Imperial Master.
Acting coquettishly.
The Imperial Master, however, focused his attention on the person on the bed.
"Why did this mask become like this?" The Imperial Master's voice was filled with displeasure.
Ling Wudi breathed a sigh of relief. It's over. If they find that outsiders have touched the mask, they must know that someone has come into Tianlin Hall. If the Imperial Master is alert... he may be in danger today.
Thinking of the moment when he was locked by spiritual power on the roof and couldn't move at all, Ling Wudi felt cold all over.