Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

Chapter 725: Return of the King (3)

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"Go back, this is not the place to talk." Leng Yetong saw the interaction between the two people. Maybe there was something between the two that she didn't know about. That's right, he is the reincarnation of Luo Ming, the young master of the water tribe. , When the seal in the body is lifted, the memory of the previous life will also be restored, and the sudden sympathy between the two people is also because of that memory.

"Let's go." He nodded slightly and responded lightly. Holding her hand, she turned around and walked towards the gate of the temple. Before leaving, she did not forget to turn around and tell Beichen Moxuan, "There are only two horses, you can find a way to go back by yourself. If you arrive first, you will be there. The study room of the Jinnan Palace is waiting for us, if we arrive first, you can come back tomorrow."

"Why do I have to wait until tomorrow when I arrive late?" Baili Liumo's words made Beichen Moxuan puzzled, two puzzled, three puzzled, his head covered with question marks, and he asked in confusion.

"Because this hall doesn't like to wait for people." He took it for granted, and it seemed that there were very few people who could make him wait. I looked at the person in my arms, thought for a moment, paused, and added, "If you arrive later than us, it will disturb Tong'er's normal sleep. For two reasons, if you use Divine power is still not able to reach Jinnan Palace before our horses, this hall sees you as returning to Fantasy Island, the outside world is too dangerous and not suitable for you."

"You...!!!" Beichen Moxuan was at a loss for words, three black lines slid down his head, and looked helplessly at the backs of them leaving. It's still the familiar person, but... .. he frowned slightly and touched his chin with one hand, but why didn't he realize that his mouth could speak like this before? Isn't Luo Ming, the young master of the Shui Tribe, always known for cherishing words like gold? Shaking his head with a chuckle, it seems that in time, everyone has changed, and maybe he is the only one who is still sticking to the rules. Standing on the spot, after chanting the spell, the body slowly became transparent, and finally disappeared, leaving only a few magnolia petals flying in the night sky.

The dilapidated temple has returned to silence. Without the imprisonment of Zhongliliu's spiritual power, it is not so gloomy here. Out of the gate of the temple, the surrounding terrain began to change significantly. Just like the distortion of time and space, forming a distortion of light and shadow, everything around them also becomes distorted. Baili Liumo squinted his eyes and raised his hand, light blue spiritual power enveloped the distortion, the twisted position gradually calmed down, and then returned to its most primitive state.

"咴, 咴, 咴咴咴! 咴!" Seeing her, Xiaohong neighed and raised her two front hooves, wanting to rush up to rub her, but the rein on her neck abruptly stopped her from moving. , looking back at the reins tied to the tree, You neighed a few times in dissatisfaction at her.

"Okay, okay, I know, I'll let you go now." Leng Yetong smiled softly, raised her foot and walked to Xiaohong's side, untied the reins on its neck, and was free. Xiaohong rubbed her head against her, causing her to let out a silver bell-like laughter.

"咴咴咴, 咴咴!" Suddenly, Xiaohong stopped all movements and said something to her seriously.

"You said someone came here? Who is it?" Leng Yetong frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.