Fengming the world: The cold princess is too enchanting

Chapter 109

Outside the city, in the distance, inside Qingyun Temple.

Daoist Qingyun was sitting in his meditation room meditating, and when he felt that someone had broken into the room, he only frowned slightly and said nothing.

Mu Ziyuan didn't care about anything else at the moment, and said directly: "Master, please save Yinge."

"That's why you're so flustered?" Daoist Qingyun slowly opened his eyes, but his brows were still furrowed.

Mu Ziyuan nodded, and admitted: "In my heart, music and songs are more important than anything else."

"She has such a catastrophe, it's not easy for the old Taoist to intervene." Daoist Qingyun said.

Mu Ziyuan wanted to say something, but the person in front of him stopped him with his hand: "It's not that Master will not save you, it's just that you really can't interfere in other people's lives at will. She is destined to go through this, and there is nothing Master can do about it." , Do you still remember what Master told you last time? She is definitely not a thing in the pool!"

Qingyun was a little earnest. When he saw Chu Yinge for the first time, he knew that such a woman would definitely not be just a princess in the future.

It was as if he knew the moment he saw Mu Ziyuan that this child would never remain so mediocre for the rest of his life.

The golden scale is not a thing in the pool, and it will change into a dragon when it encounters the situation.

This is the case for both husband and wife.

Mu Ziyuan knew very well in his heart that his master was a master of Taoism, and there was some truth in what he said. If it was someone else, he might still refute it, but the person in front of him is his master. for the father.

"Then, does Master know whether Yinge can survive this calamity?"

"The heavenly secret must not be leaked." Daoist Qingyun's face was unpredictable, and then he paused: "However, it can be said that this woman will have such disasters in the future."

This sentence is equivalent to giving Mu Ziyuan a reassurance, isn't it just saying, is Chu Yinge okay this time?

After all, only if nothing happened this time, there will be future catastrophes.

"Thank you, Master. Disciple farewell."

Hearing that Chu Yinge was fine, Mu Ziyuan naturally didn't stay too long, turned around and left Qingyun Temple.

Looking at Mu Ziyuan's leaving back, Qingyun's face darkened, he did not approve of these two people being together in his heart, but it was so lucky, he really was powerless to turn around!
Originally, both of them were supposed to be destined for success, but because of their encounter, there will be countless catastrophes in the future. I hope that both of them can persevere and finally achieve a positive result.

……

The night fell quietly, and everything was unbelievably quiet.

The whole of Kyoto also seemed to perceive the deadly atmosphere in advance, and lost the excitement of the past.

Especially in the Seventh Prince's Mansion, it was so quiet.

In the study, Mu Ziyuan looked at the mask placed on the table, without saying a word.

Muzi on the side stepped forward and nodded at Mu Ziyuan: "My lord, it's ready, the relationship with the prison has been cleared up, and the surrounding eyeliners have also been resolved. Now, you can act."

"En." Mu Ziyuan didn't have any extra words, picked up the mask placed on the table, and left Seventh Prince's Mansion.

Silently, the figure flickered.

In the sky prison, the innermost cell was brightly lit at this moment, but there was no sign of life.

Mu Ziyuan opened the door of the cell, looked at the person lying on the bed, and anger welled up spontaneously.

What kind of torture was that? The body was already drenched in blood, and blood continued to ooze out from the ground.

Lin Wan is really vicious.

Walking in front of Chu Yinge, Mu Ziyuan took out the medicine for sores that he had prepared in his bosom, and wanted to apply the medicine to Chu Yinge, but found that there was no way to do it.

Because there are too many wounds.

"How dare they? How dare they treat you like this!" Mu Ziyuan growled, with a distorted expression on his face.

He was already trying his best to hold back his anger, but when he saw Chu Yinge so lifeless, all his rationality and calmness went to hell.

He was reluctant to touch his woman, but now, she was treated like this, how could he swallow this breath!

"Is this your own way? Is this your plan? It seems that this king really trusts you." Not sure if Chu Yinge could hear it, Mu Ziyuan said so anyway.

He believed that the person on the bed could find his own way, so he was relieved, but he didn't expect that he would get such an answer.

"You'd better be fine, otherwise..." Mu Ziyuan automatically concealed the following words, but the meaning in those words couldn't be more obvious.

Not wasting time, Mu Ziyuan took the golden sore medicine in his hand, and gently untied Chu Yinge's clothes, the wound on his body was so terrifying.

The white meat was billowing, bloody and bloody, and there were scalded areas with obvious marks and began to rot.

In such a situation, no matter how calm Mu Ziyuan was, he couldn't control the anger in his heart: "I'm going to kill them!"

"Don't go." Chu Yinge reached out and grabbed Mu Ziyuan's sleeve, and slowly opened his eyes.

She herself couldn't believe it, in such a situation, she was able to talk to Mu Ziyuan.

"If you go, won't everything I've done be in vain?"

"Then have you thought about me?" Mu Ziyuan's eyes were scarlet, and the corners of those eyes were still wet.

The moment he saw the wound, he didn't have any thoughts except that Lin Wan's body was broken into pieces.

Chu Yinge's expression was indescribable, but he didn't let go of Mu Ziyuan's hand: "Trust me... I will..."

"Believe you, that's how you make me believe? Huh?" Mu Ziyuan didn't mean to be angry with Chu Yinge, but seeing Chu Yinge like this, Mu Ziyuan's heartache had already made him lose all his sanity.

Such Mu Ziyuan was very different from usual, but it warmed Chu Yinge's heart.

Before he had time to say anything, Chu Yinge spat out a mouthful of blood, and Mu Ziyuan hurriedly squatted down: "What's wrong? Why are you vomiting blood?" Concerned words mixed with helplessness, like a child.

Chu Yinge smiled, and before he could speak, the wound on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Those white flesh, bloody and bloody, healed slowly, no different from the first time, the skin was smooth and clean, as if nothing had happened.

Apart from the blood-stained clothes that proved that Chu Yinge had just returned from the gate of hell, there was no other superfluous explanation.

Chu Yinge was surprised, and Mu Ziyuan was also surprised, which was completely beyond the understanding of the two of them.

Chu Yinge raised his hand, looked at his skin as smooth as white jade, and looked at Mu Ziyuan with doubts in his eyes.

"you……"

"Don't ask me, I don't know either." Mu Ziyuan shook his head, the shock in his heart had completely swept away his anger.

He has grown up so much, and has never seen such a strange thing.

However, this is not the point of concern.

"Try to move and see if there is any discomfort in your body?"

"Oh, good." Chu Yinge put on her clothes, got off the bed, and stretched her whole body without any pain.

"There seems to be no problem."

"That's good." Mu Ziyuan's heart could finally be put back in his stomach.

(End of this chapter)