Xuesen's eyes fell on Feng Jingyun's face again, "You want to rob Murong Che's body, why don't you come to me?"
She just felt in her heart that she didn't want to trouble him for another man, but what she said was, "I can handle it." It was also the truth.
"There is an evil spirit inside Murong Che's body. Do you know how dangerous it is to do this?" Jun Mo Shang was angry at her and more worried.
"I read a lot of books on Qimen Taoism, and I thought I could subdue it." In fact, after entering the sedan at the entrance of Happy Building, she first recited a spell on herself that could subdue herself in front of ghosts.
Unexpectedly, the evil spirit inside Murong Che's corpse was too powerful. Even if she deliberately hid it, the evil spirit immediately discovered her as soon as she got into the sedan chair.
Fortunately, she reacted smartly and was prepared. She put a bag filled with spells on the inside and put it on the head of the corpse, and then restrained the evil spirit in the corpse. Then, a bearer carrying the sedan noticed that the sedan became heavier.
, she made a prompt decision and abandoned the sedan with Murong Che's body. A large number of archers fired arrows without hurting her, but the minions of the Prince's Mansion who were lurking in the dark were completely wiped out by her poison.
After she brought Che's body back to the Prince's Mansion, although the corpse's head was covered with a charm bag, it was still trembling and shaking, and from time to time it would emit shrill ghostly howls.
She cast a requiem spell to put the evil ghost in the corpse to rest temporarily. With her newfound skills, the evil corpse would wake up in twelve hours at most.
Afterwards, Murong Chenghao got the news and came over.
Feng Jingyun briefly told Jun Mo Shang these things.
Jun Mo Shang's blood-stained eyes glanced at Murong Che's ghost like a murderer. When he looked at Feng Jingyun, his eyes were full of pity, "In terms of Taoism and practice, I am much better than a beginner like you. Jingyun,
Your matter is my matter. If you want to help Murong Che, I will help him."
There was no emotion in Murong Che's voice, "I don't need your help." I don't want to owe Jun Mo Shang a favor to anyone.
Feng Jingyun was surprised, "Che, please stop acting on your impulse. I am not capable enough on my own."
"Yun... you weren't like this before." Murong Che was a little sad, "With your character, how could you ever think of relying on others?"
"He is not someone else." She looked at Jun Mo Shang with tender eyes, "He is my love."
Murong Che felt that a wound was torn in his heart. The wound was bottomless and was bleeding with gurgling blood. He did not want to hear the woman he loved say that he loved another man!
He wants to kill Jun Mo Shang!
But he couldn't. Not to mention whether he could kill her or not, even if Jun Mo Shang had never hurt her, he wouldn't do it.
Because if Jun Mo Shang died, Yun Hui would be sad.
And he...never wanted to let her be sad.
It's already bright outside.
Thick curtains were hung on the windows of this room, making it airtight and preventing sunlight from entering the room.
It was still dark in the room.
Without sunlight, Murong Che's ghost will be fine.
The ghostly shadow flashed and turned into a wisp of smoke that entered the jade pendant in Feng Jingyun's sleeve pocket.
You can't hug her when you show up. Maybe this is the only way you can be closest to her.
Feng Jingyun and Jun Mo Shang walked out of the room together and sent several secret guards to guard the door.
Jun Youqi stood in the corridor on the sixth floor of a tower in the palace, watching the battle in the palace in full swing, and the shouts of killing were loud.
A guard hurriedly came to report, "Your Majesty, what's wrong is that some of our 50,000 soldiers and horses have rebelled, and 5,000 soldiers and horses have turned against each other!"
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