The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Mo Zhuyue wanted to go back to Xiaoyao Villa to have a look, but she had to send the Xue Lingzhu back as a matter of urgency. Except for the death forest, Mo Zhuyue didn't go to the border, but went directly to the central capital.

Mo Zhuyue thought, maybe she should go to the World of Warcraft Forest, at least, to hunt a wind-type monster, it would be more convenient to go back and forth, otherwise it would not be very convenient to go back and forth.

Mo Zhuyue's luck skill flies quickly in the air, but after all, it needs true energy. Her current strength is only level nine and seven, and she can be regarded as a master. It is very easy to fly freely in the air.

However, she had just practiced martial arts and almost fell from the sky. Fortunately, she stabilized in time. Mo Zhuyue didn't know what was going on with her. She only felt weak for a while, and there was a faint pain in her abdomen. Mo Zhuyue frowned, not knowing what was going on with her now, it seemed that something was wrong with her body.

His brows were tightly frowned, and it seemed that he couldn't fly, so what should he do?

It takes at least half a month to ride a horse from the border to Zhongdu. If you just walk on foot, you may not be able to reach Zhongdu in a few months.

"It looks like you need help."

A playful and flat voice came, Mo Zhuyue looked up, and saw Yun Qingcheng standing in front of her calmly.

Mo Zhuyue looked at him, a strange light flickered in her eyes, she said bitterly: "Yun Qingcheng, do you know about Cang and Ya Zijian?"

Mo Zhuyue thought for a long time, why Yun Qingcheng wanted to get the Snow Lingzhu, why she put the Snow Lingzhu on the other side of Ruoshui, why she had to find the Yazi Sword, all these seemed to be arranged by him, like she and Long Cang Hao is following the path laid out by Yun Qingcheng. His initial plot was to let Long Canghao find the Jai Zi Sword.

Yun Qingcheng shrugged, with a gentle smile on his handsome face: "Yue'er, you misunderstood me, how did I know that you would go looking for the Yazi sword, and how did I know that you would get the Yazi sword? It's just a coincidence."

"Coincidence?" Mo Zhuyue pursed her lips, with a sarcastic smile on her face, and the coldness invaded her body: "Do you think I will believe what you say?"

Yun Qingcheng put his hands together, and there was a faint smile in his amber eyes.

"If you don't believe me, what can I do!"

With a sound of "swipe", a white light emerged from Mo Zhuyue's palm, and a gleaming silver needle quickly attacked Yun Qingcheng from Mo Zhuyue's palm. Yun Qingcheng's expression changed, but he was still neither light nor slow However, at the next moment, three silver needles were shot over at the same time. Yun Qingcheng didn't expect that the other hand also held a silver needle. One foot flew up, and also kicked off a silver needle, and the last one came rushing, he avoided the vitals of his body, and hit him on the shoulder.

Mo Zhuyue originally wanted to continue to put the silver needles and kill Yun Qingcheng directly. However, she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, her face turned pale, her body swayed, and she knelt on the ground on one knee.

His forehead was dripping with cold sweat, as if he had endured great pain.Yun Qingcheng's face was one side, ignoring the pain in her body, she ran to her side anxiously, and asked with concern: "Yue'er, what's wrong with you, I didn't hurt you!"