The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

After Yunxiao listened to Mu Qiuyang’s vows, there was no fluctuation on the surface.

This is unbelievable.

Mu Qiuyang’s heart could not help but feel a little bit angry. Before he met Yunxiao, he was once a proud son. Why did he look at his face like this? Even if he fell into the hands of Ji Mingxiu, he became a prisoner. In the end, he did not suffer too much grievances in self-esteem.

His commitment to the Holy Spirit is not a last resort, but for his own ambitions, but the more he works with the clouds, the more he can feel his ambitions being killed in the cradle by the clouds.

This is an absolutely authoritarian man who does not allow anyone to provoke his authority or accept anyone to make any decisions for him.

Yunxiao said: "You only need to inquire about the news, it is true or not, and it is judged by the leader himself."

Mu Qiuyang slowly hangs down the scorpion, whispering: "Yes, I understand, nothing... I went back to the room to heal."

Yunxiao threw him a bottle of Yuluo.

Yulu Qiong Pulp is healing the holy medicine. It can't find the raw materials that can be prepared in Daliang. It is a little less than gold.

Slap a slap, give a sweet date, such a routine, the cloud is also familiar with the heart.

Mu Qiuyang clenched the medicine bottle: "Thank you for teaching the Lord."

The cloud swayed and waved, and Mu Qiuyang took the bottle back to the house.

Later, Yunxiao called the sky, I do not know what to order to the sky, the sky to show light work, such as a flying falcon, instantly into the boundless night.

The person who grew up in the night has a natural tolerance to the cold, not to mention that the cloud is now half a body of the Gorefiend. This cold weather in the eyes of ordinary people is just like the early autumn. The coolness of it.

He sat comfortably at the side of Gongsun’s glass, his fingertips stroking the exquisite hand of Gongsun’s glass, such as jade, and the light was thrown to the endless sky, enjoying his face.

Until the ear came a cough that could not be suppressed by Gongsun’s glass, Yunxiao turned his head and looked at him tenderly: “Is it cold?”

Gongsun Changli did not speak.

All the saints dare to give such a face to the cloud, only the male grandson and the long glass.

Yunxiao was not annoyed, but smiled faintly: "Is it still mad?"

Gongsun’s glass looks faintly into the distance: “Don’t dare.”

Yunxiao took his cold jade hand, gently hooked his lips, stood up, bent down his strong body, and circumvented his back with one hand, and wrapped his back around his knees, and hugged him all.

The disciples and the slain guards who were stationed around all looked at the nose and nose, as if nothing was seen.

Such humiliation is not a matter of getting used to it.

The face of Gongsun’s glass can’t be seen in the same way, just like the heart is gray.

Yunxiao was very satisfied. He took him back to the soft bed, pulled the quilt to cover him, and said softly: "Hello, let me rest, I will go to practice, remember to take medicine."

After that, turned and went to another room.

The maid licked the soup and was about to send it to the grandson, and went halfway through the cure for the injured Mu Qiuyang.

The maid owes a slight owe: "Mu Dafa."

Mu Qiuyang reached out and said, "Give me, I will send it to the long-haired son."

The maid hesitated and finally gave him.

Mu Qiuyang hand-painted the black lacquered medicinal juice, and the other hand rang the door: "I am, Mu Qiuyang, I am coming in."

With a bang, the door was pushed open.

This is a house that seems to be abandoned and not fully equipped. In fact, when Rong Rong was alive, he arranged a lot of secret strongholds, one of which is here.

The floor was covered with a thick cashmere blanket and stepped on it. The soft and comfortable feeling seemed to return to the hometown of Night Luo.

Mu Qiuyang's step was paused, and soon, he looked forward as usual.

Gongsun Changli has already sat up, leaning on the bedside, the ink is like a smooth and soft ink color, casually placed on his thin figure, modifying his face like jade, more a bit of Yu Jiebing The beauty of it.

Mu Qiuyang never cares about the appearance of a man, but at this time he has to admit that this man does have the capital to confuse anyone.

Mu Qiuyang pulled a stool and sat down faintly. He handed the medicine bowl to him. He thought he would be angry and didn't drink. He said that Gongsun Changli took the medicine bowl and finished drinking it.

Mu Qiuyang was amazed, and immediately smiled ridiculously: "Since so afraid of death, why are you still looking for death?"

Gongsun Changli returned the medicine bowl to him: "You seem to be very busy. If you have the time to swear at me, it is better to think about how to make meritorious deeds in front of Yunxiao. He does not raise waste."

Mu Qiuyang’s face sank suddenly: “Do you say this world is a waste?”

Gongsun long glass pulled over the quilt and covered it to the waist. It said lightly: "So long, a big thing has not been done, what is waste?"

"What about you? What big things have you done?" Mu Qiuyang said coldly, thinking of God, sneer and smile. "Yes, how can I compare with you? I can't take you this photo." Face, you can make the teachings very good when you show off and show off."

Gongsun’s glass looks cold: “If the medicine is finished, you can go.”

Mu Qiuyang suddenly realized that he was impulsive. He did not come to dig the grandson and the glass, but he was shocked by the words of the grandson and the glass. He lost the wisdom of the past.

He fixed his mind and eased his tone and said: "Ji Mingxiu is looking for the passage of the underground palace. Do you know it? He reported the emperor, and the emperor sent people to dig near the east gate of the palace. This should be true. What?"

Gongsun Changliang said: "How do I know?"

Mu Qiuyang smiled: "Gongsun long glass, are you stupid or I am stupid? You sent Yunzhu to Ji Mingxiu on the front foot, and the back foot Ji Mingxiu went to the passage to the underground palace. You dare say, not you and What did Ji Mingxiu say?"

Gongsun Changliang looked at him faintly: "Do you suspect that I leaked the news of the passage?"

Mu Qiuyang snorted: "Is it not?"

Gongsun’s glazed face said with no expression: “I don’t even know if there is a passage in the underground palace.”

Mu Qiuyang squeezed his fist: "I don't know what Ji Mingxiu knows?"

"What are you talking about?" Yunxiao suddenly came in.

Mu Qiuyang quickly got up and took a sacred ceremony: "Teacher."

Yun Yan stared at him with cold eyes, saw the medicine bowl in his hand, did not say anything, waved his hand and let him back.

After Mu Qiuyang left, Yunxiao walked to the bed and sat down on the edge of the bed. The sharp dawn looked into the eyes of Gongsun Liuli: "Mu Qiuyang said that Ji Mingxiu found a passage to the underground palace. You think What? Did he really find it?"

Gongsun Changli glanced at him and dropped his throat and said, "I didn't find it."

Yunxiao sneered and pinched his delicate chin: "It seems that you hope I believe he found it. Long glass, this is the last time, don't make me angry again."

......

On the New Year’s Eve, the song and dance is flat and bright.

The owner of the banquet disappeared without a trace after only revealing his face.

The emperor looked solemnly in the Dongdaemun, looked at the seventeen eight and eight deep pits on the ground, and slammed his eyebrows slightly: "You tell the truth to you, is there really a passage to the underground palace?"

Ji Mingxiu said: "No."

emperor:"?!"

The emperor frowned: "Ji Mingxiu! You are the sin of bullying!"

Ji Mingxiu looked at the emperor innocently: "Cousin..."

The emperor didn't want to blow it up: "Don't call your cousin! You are not your cousin!"

"There is a channel." Ji Mingxi muttered, "I just don't know where it is."

The first half of the book in the underground palace recorded the secrets of the underground palace. Among them, the matter of the emergency passage was mentioned. The latter half of the volume was the address of the passage, but the latter half was destroyed. Nothing could be seen clearly.

The emperor was not mad at Ji Ming, and he was a good temper for him. For his son, I had to drag the boy out and cut it back.

"Is it still dig?" Fu Gonggong asked weakly.

The emperor looked at Ji Mingxiu with enthusiasm.

Ji Mingxiu said in a serious way: "Digging."

Fu Gonggong looked forward to his own master, and the emperor wrote that he wanted to kill Ji Mingxiu, but in the end he did not speak a word, and the emperor waved his hand impatiently.

Fu Gonggong snickered and told the Yulin Army to continue working overtime to dig a pit.

The emperor quickly calmed down and sighed and asked Ji Mingxiu: "You want to lead the cloud, right? Let him think that you have found the passage, so that you can enter the underground palace before you, so that the treasures of the palace will be yours." I moved out."

If there is no escape route, then it is not important how many people go in. After all, it is to live in the dead and die; there is a channel that is different, not only Helan and the ghost king may be saved, even the treasure of the underground palace will be saved by Ji Mingxiu. Carry it out in the passage.

Even if you enter the underground palace at this time, there may be a risk of encountering Helan and the ghost king. The cloud must also be desperate.

The emperor murmured: "You want to rule the person with his own way, can Yun Yun really be fooled?"

"I can't be fooled at all." In the small hut, Yunxiao smiled and said to Gongsun Liuli. "I know what Ji Mingxiu is playing. He wants to lead me to the underground palace. There is no door."

The dawn of Gongsun’s glass was dark.

Yunxiao took his eyes out of his eyes and gave him a quilt in a good mood.

At this time, the sky that went to patrol came back.

The sky has inspected all the terrains of the 30-yuan radius, and it is determined that no one has tracked Qiu Qiuyang.

In this way, Yunxiao can sit back and relax.

Even if Ji Mingxiu digs the Dongdaemun and even the entire palace, he will not leave here to make a wedding dress for Ji Mingxiu. Helan is also a good devil, and the ghost king is all waiting for him to starve to death in the underground palace!

Yunxiao was in a good mood to rest.

On the other hand, Mu Qiuyang also lay on his bed. I don’t know if it was too laborious. His palms hurt.

He spread his hand and looked at the blood bubble that had been rubbed on the shovel, and frowned in a depressed mood.

......

In the middle of the night, everyone went to sleep, and a small bug that fluttered its wings flew over.

The bugs have a bad vision, and they have found this place with a sense of smell that is different from the usual.

It smelled the smell of the companion, snorted with excitement, and flew over, but slammed into the window.

The fierce and heroic life of the bugs was so extraordinary that they had finished.

Yunxiao was asleep, and suddenly a murderous murder of the sea was swept over, and Yunxiao’s ears moved and opened his eyes!

Hey!

An arrow penetrated the window and flew over to the cloud door.

The cloud sleeves waved and blocked the arrow.

Then, more arrows flew into the window.

These arrows can not hurt the clouds any more. What makes Yunxiao wonder is who will attack this night?

Yunxiao glanced at the drowsy Gongsun glass, put on his robe, and walked out the door coldly.

At this time, Mu Qiuyang also heard the movement, and looked out from the house with a dignified look.

The two stood on the hillside and fixedly looked at the foot of the mountain. They saw the black-pressed group of people, dressed in black armor and hand-held black iron spears, all of them like Shura in hell.

Mu Qiuyang shocked: "Helan's Xuanyiwei... How could this be? How could they find it here?"

Xuan Yiwei murdered the world and surrounded it.

Ji Mingxiu took the lead and walked in front of him. He rode on the high-headed horse wearing a helmet, and looked coldly at the direction of the two.

Mu Qiuyang’s face changed: “Impossible... Didn’t I get rid of them?”

The face of Yunxiao is not much better than Mu Qiuyang. He seems to think of something. He grabs Mu Qiuyang’s hand and looks at his left hand to see his right hand. When his eyes fall on some strange blood bubbles. The twilight slammed cold: "Idiot, you make people squat!"

"Let... squat?"

When did this happen? Why didn't he know? !

Speaking of it, this is not the first time he was squatted. As early as in the cool city of the night, when he caught Fu Xueyan, he let Ji Ming’s idiot sing a night, and afterwards he took the medicine and removed it. The night screamed, but he has become extra cautious since then, how could he be shackled again?

Mu Qiuyang asked coldly: "Is it wrong?"

Yunxiao forced his mites out of the body.

Seeing the locust's glimpse, Mu Qiuyang was dumbfounded. He really couldn't figure out how he was being shackled. He obviously didn't reveal his identity...

He looked at Ji Mingxi in an incredible way.

Ji Mingxiu said without hesitation: "Do you think you are hiding well?"

Mu Qiuyang’s fists creaked.

Ji Mingxiu looked at Yunxiao again: "Congratulations, smart is wrong."

Yunxiao is a very conceited person. He never easily believes in anyone's judgment. In his eyes, even Ji Huixiu can be easily teased by him. Mu Qiuyang's IQ is almost equivalent to a fool.

Mu Qiuyang is more convinced that Ji Mingxiu found a channel, and the more he felt that Mu Qiuyang was being played.

In fact, his judgment did not make mistakes, and Mu Qiuyang was indeed played.

He also worried that Ji Mingxiu wanted to find out where he was hiding by tracking Mu Qiuyang.

But he sent a patrol to the squad for thirty miles. He did not find any suspicious people approaching, even the golden eagle did not, he was relieved.

Is this method difficult to do? No.

After all, he is conceited.

He felt that he had put Ji Jixiu together, and Ji Mingxiu would put him in the same way. Only his own strategy was seamless. He saw it early, so he would not be fooled. The result was really fooled. It is.

If he goes to the underground palace early...

There is nothing to go early, outside the palace, heavy guards, he will have to face up with Ji Ming, and the situation will be exactly the same.

This is a difficult situation to escape. If you go to the underground palace or not, he will be in the hands of Ji Mingxiu.

unless--

He did not send Qiuyang to inquire at the beginning.

But how could he possibly endure it?

In this game, not only Yun Yun guessed the mind of Ji Mingxiu, Ji Mingxiu was also considered to be the cloud, as to who is the final winner, each with its own skills.

Xuan Yiwei has a lot of people, but there are also many dead soldiers in the cloud, and many of them are about to break through the ghost king.

Yunxiao dispatched the slain, and several martial arts high-strength poisons, and entangled with Xuanyiwei.

He went back to the house himself, hugged the slumbering Gongsun glass, and carried the bag of four keys on his back. Under the cover of the sky, he and Mu Qiuyang took the light and left the place.

Ji Mingxiu pursued behind him.

The three escaped from the cemetery and fled into the city.

Ji Mingxiu brought Jingu’s boy’s urine, and the sky was not his opponent.

Yunxiao handed Gongsun’s glass to Mu Qiuyang’s hand: “Looking for a carriage!”

Mu Qiuyang gritted his teeth, looking for something to find? At this time, it is time to throw this oil bottle!

Mu Qiuyang was so embarrassed in his heart, but he did not dare to be scornful and sly.

He was lucky today. Although most of the shops on the street were closed, several Lingzhi Halls were open. At the door of a Lingzhi Hall, several carriages were docked.

Mu Qiuyang found a fairly spacious carriage. The driver helped a seriously ill man into Lingzhitang. He should not come out for a while. He put the Gongsun glass on the carriage and then heard it. The pain of the sky is called, and the boy’s urine should be poured.

He rushed to meet the two: "Teacher, I will deal with him, you must go first! The carriage is in the alley east of Lingzhitang!"

Yunxiao left with the sky.

However, he said that the driver had to go back to the Ganoderma Church and immediately returned to the carriage to return to his wife.

Another carriage drove over and stopped in the same place.

The coachman gave the priest of the Ganoderma lucidum a gift, and smiled and took the bag and took the carriage.

Yunxiao sat up and clenched the reins: "Drive!"

Xuan Yiwei chased it up.

After the sky is broken.

In the carriage, Qiao Wei slept sweetly with the three children.

Jing Yunyu is in her arms, and her brother is resting on the legs of Jingyun. Wang Shu is swaying, and the two legs are resting on the belly of Jing Ge and Jing Yun.

Qiao Wei had a dream. She dreamed that the carriage had flew up. In a piece of Jin Ge iron horse, she smashed the encirclement and smashed the door of the dusty millennium and rushed into a quaint and mysterious underground palace.

------Off topic ------

The next day, Xiaowang Shu woke up.

小望舒(⊙o⊙): Hey? who am I? Where am I? What am I doing? !