The devil concubine ghost vine is in hand, she doesn't raise it if it's not a beast

Chapter 167 Is it pretending to be deaf?
It was dawn at this moment, and the hazy morning mist lingered around the entire Fuyuan Pagoda, and the Yin Qi floated in a radius of a hundred miles, and the clouds were dense, like a layer of silver-gray veil.

In the center of the imperial city, it became increasingly dead silent and cold.

Looking at it from a distance like this, it looks very mysterious and terrifying.

Shen Tang fell out of the Fuyuan Pagoda, and walked down from the nine-story platform step by step.

If it weren't for the embroidered pattern of a few silver-white crabapple flowers on the corners of the black dress, her whole body would have almost merged with the dark mist.

A wet dress was tightly pressed to her body, outlining her thin but exquisite figure.

The dark wind blew up, lifted the corners of the skirt, and quickly dried the robe attached to the body.

A red hair band was loosely tied halfway through her hair, and her hair was flying, covering most of her face. There was no superfluous expression on her gorgeous little face, and there was a smear of red at the end of her eyes, like a bloodthirsty murderer. God of death.

In the darkness, Shen Tangluo's looming face was reflected very coldly, and there was an unpredictable danger lurking in the peach blossom eyes.

At this time, outside the Fuyuan Pagoda gathered a lot of souls who could not die, but actually did not have much hostility.

They seemed to be attracted by some kind of special force, and they lingered for a long time, causing a lot of wind and mist.

Shen Tangluo only thought it was caused by the evil spirit in the underground palace under the pagoda, without thinking deeply, he glanced coldly.

The moment he raised his eyes again, his ten fingers flipped over, and a talisman was printed, laying down a ghost talisman.

In an instant, in the void, dozens of black and red runes flew and spun, seemingly messy and disorderly, but in fact they were arranged in an orderly manner, hiding a mystery.

In just a short moment, all the dead souls wandering outside the Fuyuan Pagoda were confined in the ghost dream.

In this world, there are so many souls with no way out, why can't she see the figure she wants to see?

A gust of red wind and mist swirled, and the black shadow completely disappeared...

No one knows what happened in the tower that night.

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Jun Yanchu sneered, disregarding his status and staying in the Nine Princes' Mansion all night, holding on to his eyes that couldn't fit together, he forced himself to stay up until dawn.

Since last night when he heard that Jun Yunsi had returned to the capital and entered the palace, he hurried over to guard without even having dinner.

But who knows, after waiting for several hours, there was no news of Jun Yunsi's return to the mansion.

He couldn't sit still, no matter how many times Yan Buwen tried to persuade him, he almost turned the Ninth Prince's Mansion upside down, but he didn't even see half of Jun Yunsi.

Yan Buwen knew that King Yan would not give up if he didn't take his lord back home to detoxify Miss Lian, and he would not waste any more words.

So, in the end, he just let it go and went to the main hall to find Shen Tangluo, wanting to give her the medicine ordered by his lord.

But after he knocked on the door, he waited for quite a while, but no one in the hall responded. Yan Buwen felt a thump in his heart, and finally realized that something was wrong.

When the door was opened, there was no one there.

Ever since she saw the heart and soul cup Shen Tangluo was wearing on her left wrist, Yan Buwen knew very well that the Young Mistress of Xuanling Palace had a deep relationship with her own venerable, and there was no room for any mistakes.

However, Jun Yunsi was not in the house, he didn't know his whereabouts, and he couldn't report, so he could only send some shadow guards to look for him.

Until dawn, nothing was found.

At this time, Yan Buwen was hurriedly walking outside the mansion with a gloomy face, but unexpectedly, Jun Yanchu directly stopped him.

"Yanbu asked, where did Jun Yunsi go? You tell me his whereabouts, and I will go find him myself."

Jun Yanchu stayed up all night, with deep displeasure written on his sleepy face, and he yawned profusely.

Yan Buwen took a step back, clasping his fists in salute, still saying what he said last night, but his face obviously lost patience, "Return to His Highness King Yan, this subordinate doesn't know where the master has gone or when he will return, His Highness would rather suffer here Shou, it's better to go back and rest."

After finishing speaking, he turned sideways, passed Jun Yanchu, and wanted to continue walking, but he was still anxious to go out to find someone.

Jun Yanchu and others had waited, but he was willing to give up, and he stretched out his hand to stop him again, and the words he uttered were unavoidably threatening, "Yan Buwen, if you don't answer my king's questions, believe it or not, this king will punish you for being disrespectful!" crime."

Yan Buwen was about to open his mouth when a cold voice came.

"Unexpectedly, the majestic prince would use his power to suppress others in broad daylight. Jun Yanchu, are you really incapable of hearing, or are you deliberately pretending to be deaf?"

(End of this chapter)