"Let me see quickly, who is this person who can save me?" Murong Hanxuan strode towards the main hall.
Murong Mingze teleported directly to her side from the high platform.
Luo Qingchen narrowed her eyes slightly and looked indifferently at Murong Hanxuan and Su Luoluo who came in front of her.
"Ah—" Of course, the first thing I heard was Su Luoluo's scream.
She looked into her eyes, shook her head in horror and said, "You... you..."
"Back to the Empress, she is Master Siyue who held a forum in Yizhuang last night to help." Chen Yi hurriedly stepped forward and lowered his head to explain.
He didn't know why the empress was so panicked, but the palace was extremely uneasy these days, and many maids said they saw a female ghost floating around.
If Master Siyue, who was finally invited, leaves, the capital will be plunged into panic again.
"You... are Master Siyue?" Murong Hanxuan squinted his eyes and looked into her eyes, falling into an endless loop of exploration. After a long time, he said: "I have long admired your name."
"Si Yue has met the emperor." She lowered her voice and tried not to reveal any clues.
In fact, she probably couldn't reveal any clues. Because the original owner had a cooing sound when talking to Murong Hanxuan, even if she spoke normally, Murong Hanxuan would probably not be able to hear her.
"This is—" Murong Hanxuan focused his attention on Murong Ming who was behind her.
For some reason, he always felt that the man in black in front of him gave him a strong sense of oppression, which made him unable to breathe.
"You guys, please step back first!" Just when Luo Qingchen was about to reply, Su Luoluo roared angrily, stared into Luo Qingchen's eyes with hatred and said: "I know who you are, get out... get out of here... "
Murong Hanxuan frowned and scolded her angrily: "Qing'er, don't be rude!"
"It doesn't matter—" Luo Qingchen tried his best to put on a very faint smile, but his eyes were still on Su Luoluo and said: "If the Queen thinks that we are charlatans, we will just leave! As for this palace..."
"What's wrong with the palace?" Murong Hanxuan shivered and felt an inexplicable coldness coming towards him. He is naturally superstitious about magic, so he attaches great importance to the witches who have divination skills.
Now that the so-called Master Siyue can break the taboo curse that has been in place for seven hundred years, he must not be an ordinary person.
Luo Qingchen didn't answer, just looked around and kept shaking his head.
"Master Siyue, you don't want to be like the Queen. I will strictly discipline her for her kindness as a woman." Murong Hanxuan looked at Luo Qingchen and said with a faint light in his eyes: "After all, this palace is like this. I haven't slept very well these past few days. Could it be that something unclean has appeared
Wu Zhu from the Wu Clan told her that he was the emperor and had the aura of a dragon, but due to what happened seven hundred years ago, his aura was less than half.
But even this less than half of the dragon energy has protected the stability of his Murong clan for seven hundred years.
But now, why does he feel like it's coming to an end
Luo Qingchen glanced at Su Luoluo, whose face was pale, and finally turned her eyes to Murong Hanxuan and sighed: "The souls of injustice that have been carried for seven hundred years will occupy the entire palace in the near future."
"No -" Su Luoluo heard the words and yelled: "You are simply alarmist, Brother Han Xuan... She is not Master Siyue at all, she is..."
"What is it?" She raised her eyebrows and raised the corners of her mouth slightly. (To be continued)