The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 751 Finally Got Good News

Fists and feet collided, blood spattered, and the two fought to the point where they were already fighting for their lives.After all, it was Aya who was better. The spies and the training of the dead made Aya's ruthlessness enough to subdue Li Ming, and beat the third-rank guard with a knife until he lay on the bloody ground like a puddle of soft mud. He took a big breath.

All it takes is one final slap on Li Ming's throat, and his life will be over.A Ya's hand was like an eagle's claw, pressing on Li Ming's Adam's apple, only waiting for Feng Yao's order, and put him to death.

But Feng Yao opened his eyes at this moment, and a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The smile was as beautiful as the plum blossoms, and he said lightly: "Let him go, let's go find Moli."

In a straightforward and simple sentence, Feng Yao has already expressed his attitude.At the same time, it also meant to prove to the emperor that her choice was still Moli.

Aya obeyed Feng Yao's words. After letting go of Li Ming, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth vigorously, and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm on Li Ming's side.With a sneer of contempt, he turned around and helped Feng Yao up.

Feng Yao had already regained some energy at this time, and was not hugged by Aya anymore, but walked forward slowly with his help.

Li Ming's cough sounded behind him, Feng Yao ignored it, did not hear it, and walked firmly.Finally, a series of chaotic footsteps went away, Feng Yao knew that Li Ming had escaped, or he had returned to report to the emperor.

But Feng Yao didn't have the slightest regret, she had reached this point, she didn't want to be a puppet prince again.The emperor doesn't trust her, and she doesn't care about the country, so don't take over the world under the emperor's arrangement.She would rather live out her own path.

Aya was still by Feng Yao's side, walking out of Merlin with her.Xiao Si was still waiting at the intersection, looking this way anxiously, ready to leave at any time.

Feng Yao looked back lonely at the plum grove full of plum blossoms for the last time, sighed softly, and was about to leave.

"Benefactor, please stay." An old voice sounded.

Feng Yao looked back in surprise, and saw an old monk approaching from the other side of the Merlin.

The old monk's clothes looked very old, and the cuffs were frayed to the edge, he didn't look like a monk from Jinyuan Temple.Because Jinyuan Temple is one of the national temples, the incense is at its peak, and there are royal offerings. Even the Zhike monks guarding the gate of the temple are dressed in brand-new monk robes, and the cassocks of eminent monks are inlaid with gold and treasures, which is extremely gorgeous.

The old monk's footsteps were steady and powerful, he seemed to be taking a step at a leisurely pace, but he quickly arrived at Feng Yao's from the other side of the Merlin.It is said that he is walking like flying, but he has not heard the clang of his footsteps; it is said that he has shrunk to an inch, but he has no erratic figure.

Aya, who was beside Feng Yao, became alert first, looking at the old monk with deep eyes, with a bit of guard in the depths of his eyes.

Feng Yao knew that this old monk should be a superb master of martial arts, that's why he had such a demeanor and bearing, and at the same time made Aya feel the urgency of meeting a master.

"Don't be nervous, this old monk is just a messenger." The old monk put his palms together, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, his voice was loud but without any hostility, and he seemed to be a person of profound cultivation.

Feng Yao's eyes lit up when he heard the word "transmission".He took a step forward and clasped his hands together, respectfully returned the salute, and said earnestly: "Master, please speak, Feng Yao will listen attentively."

"Yeah." The old monk nodded with a smile, he seemed quite kind-hearted at this time, and said in a calm and distant voice: "A few days ago, I met a benefactor who was seriously injured, and he asked me to pass this thing to benefactor Feng. "

After finishing speaking, the old monk took out a piece of brocade silk from his sleeve and handed it to Feng Yao.

Feng Yao recognized at a glance that it was torn from the cotton robe she gave Mo Li.But the color is no longer as bright as the new clothes, but a few mottled dark colors.Feng Yao knew that the dark color was undoubtedly blood.

"He... did he leave any words?" Feng Yao's voice trembled, holding back the piece of brocade silk to hold back tears.

"No. The old monk and that benefactor only met once." After finishing speaking, the old monk saluted together and was about to leave.

Feng Yao hurriedly took two steps forward, blocked the old monk's way, and said in a hurry: "But, how did Master know that I came here today? Please tell me where that man is going, Master."

Feng Yao didn't believe that there was any kind of magic trick, and even more didn't believe that meeting by chance was a word of "fate". She guessed that the old monk must have gone to find her, or followed her all the way, and only found a chance to talk at this time.So Feng Yao was sure that he would know Moli's whereabouts, at least he could tell himself where Moli last appeared.

The old monk was still calm, and said in a calm voice: "If you can tell Donor Feng, the old monk has already told you. All the information is in the hands of the benefactor, so the benefactor should read it carefully."

"In my hand?" Feng Yao looked at the blood-stained piece of cloth in his hand in amazement, there was indeed not a single word on it, so how could he see Moli's news?
etc!Feng Yao's bright eyes flashed, and suddenly there was an eyebrow.

I think Moli spread this padded robe on the futon of the Earth Temple that day, and used it as a temporary mattress for himself.And he broke the window and left in the temple at that time, but he didn't bring this robe with him.When Mo Li later set up an ambush to rescue himself from Feng Man's grasp, he didn't bring this padded robe with him either.

That is to say... Mo Li went back to that ruined temple again!Reminiscent of Moli meeting an old monk, and the most likely place for wandering monks to stay is also a temple.That's all.

Feng Yao wept with joy, nodded and thanked the old monk repeatedly: "Thank you Master, Feng Yao already knows where to find him."

"Benefactor, please take care." The old monk smiled slightly, nodded and left.

Feng Yao hurriedly called out again, "Master, stay on your feet", then untied his purse from his waist and chased after him: "This is Feng Yao's charity, please accept it, Master."

The old monk looked at Feng Yao's purse, shook his head and said: "The old monk is not an alms monk, please take back this incense offering." After speaking, with a light footstep, the person has drifted away.

Seeing the old monk's walking steps, Aya couldn't help but praise: "What a handsome lightness kung fu, what a deep inner cultivation, what a master."

Feng Yao also bowed deeply to the back of the old monk, and said loudly: "Thank you, Master."

Looking at the cloth in his hand again, Feng Yao excitedly said: "Aya, let's go to that earth temple, Moli should be there."

"Yes." Aya was also happy for Feng Yao.At least he knew that the old monk's internal strength was extremely high, and with the compassionate heart of a monk, he would definitely not die when he saw Mo Li seriously injured.Maybe Moli is really recuperating in that temple now, and Feng Yao's hope is really not in vain.

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