Yue Rin and Mo Jian glanced at each other, and a hint of anger flashed between his eyes: "That Jun Qi really has a problem!" ”

Now that Tang Wan is going to the Heavenly Realm with that person, could it be that this Jun Qi was sent by the Heavenly Realm to lure Tang Wan out of the Demon Realm? He was confused all of a sudden, "How could Wanwan know about the Gathering God Pill, who told her?" Also, who is Linlang? ”

Mo Jian knew the suspicion in his heart at this time, and he wrinkled his eyebrows and said: "The princess has not met the Gathering God Pill in front of me, as for Linlang, I do know that she is the new Meng Po, a person from the underworld, and her mother should be Elder Qinghuai." ”

"Qinghuai is also related to this matter?" So is it possible that Qing Huaibu calculated his catastrophe, and it was also a conspiracy?

Yue Rin's chest rose and fell, he walked around the center of the hall a few times, and commanded in a deep voice: "Mojian, you go to find Wanwan immediately, you must not let her have an accident, I will go to Qinghuai to ask for clarification." ”

"But the princess commanded—"

"Now her safety is more important! Go now! Yue Rin was covered in a cold sweat, since the fall of the Demon Realm five hundred years ago, his mind had to become meticulous, as soon as he thought that Tang Wan had gone to the Heavenly Realm at this moment, and he couldn't get out of the Demon Realm himself, he had chills in his back.

Mo Jian didn't dare to hesitate, agreed, and left in a hurry.

And Yue Rin wants to go to Luoyu Valley in person, he has to make sure that the heavenly tribulation that Qing Huai has calculated for him is not a conspiracy with the Heavenly Realm and the Underworld, otherwise, he will definitely do whatever it takes!

Before leaving the palace, one of his subordinates asked, "Lord, what should you do with this person?" "It's the little fairy boy who asked.

Yue Rin's footsteps paused slightly, and he felt that something was wrong.

If Qinghuai really colluded with the Heavenly Realm, how could anyone come to tell her at this time, she might be in trouble? And he was indeed trapped in the Demon Realm.

Suspicious, he frowned and glanced back: "Escort him down first, take care of it, and then send it when the princess comes back." ”

"Yes."

The little fairy boy was dumbfounded, he was just a messenger, why did he lock him up?

However, he didn't see the princess of the Demon Realm, so he could only pray that the Star Monarch would see that he had not returned, and that he would know that something had happened to him in the Demon Realm.

……

Qinghuai's peeping into the heavens this time is the highest witchcraft of the Wuling clan, and those who perform the magic will definitely lose their lifespan, which is why the Wuling clan wanted to ask the sea god for protection and obtain the longevity of the ancient bloodline in the world.

Qing Huai cast the spell three times, and this time the bun was white, and most of the witchcraft spiritual power was consumed.

She will need to recuperate for at least five years before she recovers.

But the god of the sea would not allow her to recuperate, she pretended to be in trouble, she could not meditate and retreat, and her spirit was not good, and she could not recover.

At the end of noon, Leng Qishuang came to deliver food to her, Qinghuai didn't take a second look, but said lightly: "Withdraw it, I have no appetite." ”

Leng Qishuang stood in front of the door of the house, she could see her master sitting on the futon in the house with his eyes closed, and she had the light on her back, no one could see her expression clearly, this room was built in the shade of the trees, not even the moonlight could shine in, she was holding the meal, and she was still approaching step by step.

"Master, you're not in good health, so let's eat a little." She persuaded softly, much softer than usual.

She was an outcast who was adopted by her master and became a stand-in for her daughter.

The stand-ins are all going to die, and she doesn't want to die.

The thought was repeated in Leng Qishuang's mind, and she knelt down beside her master.

Qinghuai raised her eyes and glanced at her, seeing that she had something in her heart, so she said, "Does Shuang'er have something to say to me?" ”

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