The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Mo Zhuyue shook her head and said to Lao Buxiu: "Master, Yue'er knows that you have tried your best. It is not your fault. You are now the ancestor of Tianshan Mountain. You want to bring Tianshan Mountain back to a safe place. My grandfather and I My godfather, I will save it."

She will definitely save.

Mo Zhuyue, Long Canghao, Luo Luo and the five protectors of the Demon Sect left Tianshan Mountain together. Seeing their leaving backs, Lao Buxiu coughed helplessly.

"If only that old fellow Xiuwen was here, it wouldn't be so embarrassing now."

For the first time, Lao Buxiu missed the old friend who bickered with him and often made him half dead.In terms of strength, there is still a gap between him and Xiuwen. If Xiuwen was here today, everything would not be so embarrassing.

At least Mo Zhuyue's godfather and grandfather will not be taken away.

Lao Buxiu shook his head helplessly, feeling for the first time that his strength was not enough.

And here, Mo Zhuyue asked the five protectors of the Demon Sect to check the Tianxing Hall to see where the end of the Tianxing Hall is.

However, after several days of investigation, the whereabouts of Tianxingtang were not found. Even if they knew a foothold, by the time Mo Zhuyue and Long Canghao rushed over, it would be too late.

The building was already empty.

After repeating this several times, Mo Zhuyue finally went crazy.

It feels like Tian Xingtang is playing tricks on her.

On this day, Mo Zhuyue once again rushed to a foothold of Tianxingtang, and once again, left behind an empty empty city, which made Mo Zhuyue almost explode.

Her temper was already stubborn, and this matter had something to do with her relatives, which made her even more anxious.

She didn't know if it was anger or what was going on, but she felt hot, a needle-like pain emerged on her forehead, and then, it tingled every nerve in her body.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in my mind.

Mo Zhuyue frowned...

"Long Junao..."

After only one sentence, Mo Zhuyue was suddenly pulled by a strong centrifugal force, as if something in her mind was forcibly divided, and it seemed that something was forcibly stuffed into her mind.

The pain split her soul from her body.

Long Canghao hurriedly caught Mo Zhuyue's fallen figure, and didn't pay attention to her whisper just now, Long Canghao's concerned words surfaced in her ears: "Yue'er, Yue'er, what do you think? Are you uncomfortable there?"

Mo Zhuyue's headache was so painful that she shook her head slightly and said, "I'm fine, maybe I'm too tired."

"I'll help you to rest."

Looking at Mo Zhuyue's pale cheeks, Long Canghao felt a tinge of distress in his heart, hugged her in his arms, put her on the carriage beside him, and comforted her softly in her ear.

"Yue'er, you don't have to worry too much, I will help you find your grandfather and godfather, and leave it to me."

Listening to Long Canghao's gentle murmur, his promise is like a thousand pieces of gold. In the past, she should trust him unconditionally and believe that he will do it.

But at this moment, she actually had a kind of unbearable need.

She only has this kind of emotion towards people who don't care about her.

Mo Zhuyue frowned in Long Canghao's arms, and then fell into a deep sleep.

In her sleep, she was in a beautiful garden. In the garden, she was sitting on a swing, and behind her was an unknown maid pushing her. Suddenly, a bright yellow, noble, extraordinary, mighty and unyielding figure came to her. beside...