Zongzheng Fusu's words have already made clear his position.
Yu Chimo smiled gently, "Prince Gong must have misread it."
After all, he turned and left without looking back.
After rounding the mountain, Huaying uttered anxiously, "Master, there is no way people escaped there, Liufeng must be in the hands of the ghost king! Why don't master—"
Yu Chimo gave her a hard look, and said with cold eyes, "The ghost king's flute is played in the tune of Huangquan! It's the tune that monks play when they are giving salvation to the dead. If this king doesn't take you away in time, I'm afraid you will all be dead at this time." I'm already waiting to cross the Naihe Bridge on Huangquan Road!"
When Huaying heard it, she shuddered.
"That Liufeng..."
Yu Chimo interrupted her as soon as he raised his hand, "I don't want to investigate anymore! How can a mere Liufeng be as troublesome as this ghost king! The canonization ceremony is coming soon, so don't just gossip about it!"
"I obey." Huaying nodded in agreement, then thought of something, and asked, "The girl who ran away..."
"The monk can't run away from the temple if he can run away!" A gleam flashed in Yuchi's eyes. Is it Zhongli Wanyun? Now that you have fallen into this king's eyes, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to escape!
Prime Minister's Mansion, Wanyun Pavilion.
When Dongfang Jing woke up, it was already dawn.
Luqiao came in with a plate of clear water, wiped the cold sweat off her forehead, and said anxiously, "Miss, you've woken up! You've been asleep for two days and two nights, you scared the slaves to death!"
Dongfang Jing felt a headache at first, and then felt her stomach swollen, which was very uncomfortable.
"I... what's wrong with my stomach?" She frowned and looked at Lu Qiao in puzzlement.
Luqiao hurriedly brought a pot of tea over, and said to her, "Miss, did you forget? That night, the food on the dinner table followed like a demon, no matter how much we ate, we couldn't finish it. Both Liufeng and I gave up, but Miss You don't know what's wrong, but you just don't want to stop your chopsticks, and you are still muttering about breaking the formation—"
Dongfang Jing recalled what happened that night.
She met a master, and more than that... She was also eaten and injured by the formation set up by the opponent!
She kept eating, and the man's voice kept laughing in her ears.
The harder he laughed, the more stubborn she became, determined to eat up the whole table and break his formation. It's a pity that she is just a girl after all, and her appetite is limited——
"Where's Liu Feng?!" She looked around, her expression shocked.
Lu Qiao frowned and said, "He...he was taken away by the Ghost King's men."
"The ghost king is setting up the formation?!" Dongfang Jing frowned.
Lu Qiao nodded, "The King of Ghosts saved the three of us from His Highness, but his condition was that one of us must stay behind. The lady is unconscious, and the servant has to take care of you, so naturally Liu Feng stayed behind."
"What?!" Dongfang Jing sat up suddenly, annoyed, "You should try to wake me up!"
Liufeng has a letter written to her by Wuyou on her body, and now that Liufeng is in the hands of the King of Ghosts, does she want to get that letter back and get the Year of the Monkey? ! King of Ghosts, King of Ghosts, I, Dongfang Jing, had no grudges against you in my last life. You broke Wan Yun's right leg so well, but now you want to snatch my letter. What do you mean? !
Lu Qiao curled her lips in distress, "Miss, you can't think badly. The ghost king's martial arts are unfathomable, don't try to snatch someone from him—"
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