That woman never showed her face, only half of her chin and a nice curve of the corners of her lips were exposed. Who is she?
All of this ended completely after Qingcheng Eidolon came and forcibly pulled him away from the Skeleton Gate.
"What are you thinking about? It's rare to see you in such a daze." Qingcheng Yeling couldn't help complaining, "Do you know if you take a step slower, you may never come out again."
"Oh, really..."
Ming Heechul's expression was still a little dull. Could it be that the dream that just appeared in his mind was related to Chi You?
Qingcheng Ye Ling narrowed her eyes and asked, "Have you seen anything about that child?"
Ming Xiche nodded, then raised his head in surprise and asked: "Is that child with a bloody face really Chi You? The one who ate steamed buns?"
"Um."
Qingcheng Yeling responded softly and said: "It seems that when we were in the tomb palace just now, Chi You's emotions were too intense, and his memory was put into the illusion, making you feel it."
"Do you know Chi You? Are you very familiar with him?" Ming Xiche asked again.
Qingcheng Ye Ling lowered her eyebrows and said coldly: "I'm not familiar with it."
After saying that, she stopped paying attention to Ming Xiche and headed towards the sea of Beiming.
Ming Heechul curled his lips, and seeing that the other party was trying to hide something, he said nothing more and followed them out of the sea.
The two of them jumped out of the sea, cast a cleansing spell in mid-air, dried their clothes, and planned to go back.
At this time, there was a large group of people surrounding the coast of the Northern Sea of Hell, and there seemed to be quite a commotion.
"Someone died!"
"God, the scene of death is really tragic!"
"It floated over from the North Sea, it couldn't be the work of the sharks!"
"Wait a minute, isn't this Xilingyin, the seventh lady of the Xiling family?" Someone in the crowd recognized it.
"No way? Shouldn't the seventh lady of the Xiling family be in the royal capital? Why did she die inexplicably in the Sea of Beiming!"
The noise of the crowd of onlookers reached the ears of Qingcheng Ye Ling and Ming Xiche accurately.
"That guy from Heaven is so casual." Ming Heechul's lips curled up in a mocking arc, "After using them, they just throw away other people's bodies casually."
Qingcheng Ye Ling's gaze swept across the North Ming Sea, sighed softly, and said: "It's going to be uneasy again."
"Yes." Ming Xiche also responded.
The civil strife between the human race and the sea race has been triggered one after another, and there is no way to avoid it.
"let's go."
"Um."
Qingcheng Ye Ling and Ming Xiche no longer paid attention to Xilingyin's body, nor did they join in the fun, but went directly towards the Royal Capital's Holy Cultivation Academy.
When the two returned to the Holy Fire Peak of the Holy Academy, they went straight to Ling Luo's house.
The elegant house is filled with a strong medicinal smell.
As soon as he stepped through the door, Ming Xiche's pretty brows couldn't help but frown.
Jianlong was still as usual, lying on the stone steps at the door of Linluo's room basking in the sun, holding a piece of Yulingxue Zhi in his mouth and tasting it carefully.
This is his reward today.
"Where is Xiaoluo?" Ming Xiche couldn't help but ask.
The cheap dragon raised his black cat paw, pointed at the room, and said lazily: "I'm refining medicine in the room."
"What kind of medicine are you making? It smells so strong." Ming Xiche couldn't help but stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose.