Proud Evil God Concubine

Chapter 437 Changes in the North Wing ([-])

"who?"

The guards of the dungeon stretched out their hands to stop them, and yelled angrily.

The visitor lowered his head slightly, his face was hidden in the dim light and shadow, and he couldn't see clearly.She suddenly raised her head, her gaze was like lightning, and with a movement of her fingertips, she touched his whole body, the man felt his body go numb, and couldn't move.

In the dimness, a black light and shadow flashed by, and everyone who reacted felt their bodies go numb, then froze, and stood in place unable to move, even unable to speak.

Everyone was terrified, what's going on?

Why can't you move all of a sudden?
The black shadow retreated to the position where it stood just now, so fast that it seemed that it had never moved at all.

The person in front of him slowly raised his head, revealing a delicate and beautiful face, and walked slowly inside.

The dark and deep corridor, with hot torches burning on both sides, still couldn't resist the darkness and humidity of the dungeon. The cold wind blew from inside and blew on the cheeks, which was as cold as ice and snow in winter.

Several jailers guarding the dungeon saw someone coming in, before they had time to shout, they were all controlled by Long Qingyue's acupressure on Lanhua, and stiffly maintained the previous movement that had not had time to complete.

In the dimness, I saw a white figure lying on the haystack in the dungeon. His breathing was unsteady and slightly short of breath. It was obvious that he was injured and gasped, which caused his heart to be stagnant. Even in his sleep, he still had shortness of breath.

Long Qingyue had met Northern King Qinling once, and was somewhat familiar with his aura. At this moment, she sensed it, and it was a perfect match.

After taking out the key from the jailer and opening the cell door, Long Qingyue rushed in immediately, "Northern King..."

Putting his hand on Qin Ling's shoulder, Qin Ling groaned softly, as if awakened from sleep, turned over, revealing a familiar and cunning face.I'm used to seeing him wearing bright red robes, but now seeing him wearing Shengxue's white clothes, it feels different.

There is less romantic and uninhibited, and more noble and peaceful.

Long Qingyue was startled, and immediately reacted, her body made the most agile movements, retreated quickly, leaned against the prison door, looked at the man in front of her vigilantly, gritted her teeth, and said, "Why are you?"

Although she had thought that this was a trap, the one inside might not be the North King Qin Ling or the killer arranged by Qin Luo at all, after much thought, what she never expected was that the person lying leisurely inside would be Shen Ce!
How can he be here?
Could it be that he fled to Yibei and became Qin Luo's subordinate in order to avoid being chased by Qinglong Kingdom?
Impossible... Shen Ce has always been cunning, and he is amazingly talented, he will never condescend to him.

A thought flashed through her mind, she opened her eyes slightly in astonishment, and looked up at Shen Ce as if in disbelief, a light flickered between her scrawled pupils, "Are you from the Nether Sect?"

Shen Ce didn't answer, but stood up slowly, with waterfall-like blue hair draped over his back, looking extraordinarily enchanting and evil in the dim light of the fire.

"I knew you would come."

A faint voice sounded, carelessly.

Long Qingyue clenched her fist under the sleeve, meeting him was like meeting a nemesis, every time nothing good happened.

"Shen Ce, you arranged all of this?"

"I don't have that ability. I just work for the King of Qin. Now I have nowhere to escape. Thanks to King Qin's righteousness for taking me in." He pursed his lips and said lightly.

(End of this chapter)