Ye Qing's eyes darkened: "It's you!"
The hand of the Mistress of the Anyou Palace was still clasping her arm, and the eyes under the black robe were somewhat dark: "Didn't I say, don't follow me?"
Ye Qingluo raised his eyebrows: "You say you won't follow? The current owner of the Bone Mansion seems to be me... You broke into my territory."
The mood of the Mistress of the Dark Palace seemed to fluctuate a bit.
After a long while, he sighed helplessly: "You shouldn't have come in..."
"The blood-bone savage king's memory is your goal?" Ye Qingluo shook off his hand, with a cold arc on the corner of his mouth, "How is it, did you see what you wanted to see?"
The Mistress of the Dark Palace wanted to say something, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back.
In the end, only three words came out: "Not yet."
Ye Qingluo snorted lightly, and she didn't hide her sarcasm in her long and narrow eyes.
She glanced at the courtyard of the blood bone barbarian king.
The deception in his eyes was even worse: "If I asked you, what exactly does the Dark Palace want to get through the blood-bone barbarian king, would you answer?"
The Mistress of Anyou Palace raised her head slightly.
The black robe covered his face, so he couldn't see his emotions at this time.
His voice was also slightly hoarse: "What did you see?"
He didn't answer, but asked instead.
Ye Qingluo didn't hide it, he was very straightforward: "The memory of the blood-bone barbarian king."
She paused, her long and narrow eyes bent: "Could it be...you didn't see it?"
If he also saw the memories between the blood bone barbarian king and the emperor of the god emperor just now.
At this time, it will definitely not be the question like now.
There was no response from the other party for a long time.
This is also determined indirectly.
The other party is indeed...
Nothing was seen.
Ye Qingluo suddenly laughed and said, "It seems that the Palace Master's luck is not very good. Finally, Bai Mei was used as a sacrifice to open the blood-bone barbarian king's dusty memory entrance...but in the end, he got nothing. Woolen cloth."
"What did you see?" he asked again, his voice much heavier.
Ye Qingluo shrugged: "Of course I saw something you didn't see, of course... I can't tell you."
"Ye Qingluo." He suddenly spoke seriously, and his tone became more serious, "Tell me now, what exactly did you see! If you tell me now, maybe...you can be guaranteed temporarily, but... here After that, I can't predict what Master will do to you!"
Ye Qingluo smiled and frowned: "I want to know? Why don't you first tell me what the purpose of Anyou Palace is? What exactly does Anyou Palace want?"
He fell silent again.
Ye Qingluo's eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent, and his raised lips showed a bit of slyness and playfulness: "Since you don't want to answer, let's just let it go like this."
After Ye Qingluo finished speaking, he didn't look at the Mistress of Anyou Palace again.
The man behind him didn't intend to ask any more questions.
The atmosphere fell silent again.
There was an awkward atmosphere in the air.
After a while.
Only then did the master of the Anyou Palace withdraw his thoughts, frowned slightly, and said, "Ye Qingluo, even if you don't tell me now, then the master will do something to you..."
"Shh, be careful!"
Suddenly, a cautious voice came from not far away.
I saw a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, leading two young servants, walking cautiously towards the courtyard of the blood-bone barbarian king.