Princess, please don't be a demon

Chapter 230 You Will Die Sooner or Later
Ji Caiwei? !

Yun Weilan's almond eyes flashed a cold light.

Although Wen Moqian's only female disciple had never seen her face, she had heard of this woman's name.

The names of Wen Moqian's two disciples are like thunder!
Yun Weilan grabbed the little monk's skirt, "Lead the way, I'm going to see her now."

Shocked by Yun Weilan's intimidating spirit, the little novice obediently led the way.

Behind him, Wen Moqian still stayed in place, waiting for a while before following Yun Weilan's footsteps.

The murderous look in his eyes was stained with scarlet light, making his original deep blue pupils feel cold.

Led by the little monk, they walked down the ground.

Unexpectedly, there is an underground scripture pavilion under the huge temple!
"That's right, it's inside, you go in, poor monk... Poor monk, let's go first."

The little bald head has been horrified since he entered the underground scripture pavilion, he backed away again and again, then stuffed the lantern in Yun Weilan's hand into Yun Weilan's hand and ran away.

Yun Weilan walked in silently holding the lantern.

Suddenly, the man beside her snatched her lantern, and she glared at him very dissatisfied.

The man blew out the lantern without saying a word.

"If you don't want people to find out, don't talk." He said lightly.

Yun Weilan snorted lightly, and could only discredit and walk in.

The Buddhist scriptures pavilion is huge, as if half of the Fangjing Temple has been dug into the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

In addition to the Buddha statues, there are bookshelves displaying various scriptures.

very quiet.

shhhhhh!
A cool wind suddenly blew past my ears.

She grasped the long whip suddenly.

Wen Moqian's eyes flashed sharply, and he suddenly lifted his robe and kicked down a bookshelf.

boom!
A woman's muffled sound came from behind the bookshelf.

"Master!" The woman was pressed down by the bookshelf, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Yun Weilan always felt that her voice was a little familiar...

She suddenly squatted down, took out the night pearl from her sleeve and shone it on the woman's face, her pupils shrank suddenly.

Did Ji Caiwei look like this?

This voice was the woman who sold Yun Weiyu last time. At that time, the woman was wearing a ghost mask. She was not sure, but she only knew that she was related to the national teacher.

did not expect……

"Ji Caiwei, where is Yun Weitong?" Yun Weilan asked coldly.

"Hehe... Do you want Yun Weitong to live?" Ji Caiwei, who was pressed under the bookshelf, lost a pair of pupils and looked very scary.

She looks like this, without even thinking about it, she knows who made it like this.

Yun Weilan turned her head and glanced at Wen Moqian.

He looks gentle on the surface, but in fact he is torturing people heinously.

A duplicity of demons.

In the past, she was quite curious why Wen Moqian's bearers were all deaf, and then all the people who worked in the National Teacher's Mansion were blind or dumb, but now she understands...

He was afraid that those servants would reveal his unspeakable secret.

Only a guilty conscience would take precautions so carefully.

"I'm asking you something!" She withdrew her gaze and stepped on the bookshelf.

"Pfft!" As soon as the bookshelf was pushed hard, Ji Caiwei spat out a mouthful of blood, "Master...help me."

She stretched out her hand with difficulty, toward Wen Moqian, but only the man's indifference responded to her.

Wen Moqian pretended not to see it, and his eyes quickly flicked around, and suddenly saw a mechanism in the distance.

"Weilan, there is a mechanism here."

"Hehe." Ji Caiwei smiled eccentrically, "If you press it, everyone will die here."

Yun Weilan's eyes were fixed on the woman.

After the previous incident, Qian Feihan sealed off the entire imperial capital and sent people to search for her, but she was not caught. This must be her usual hiding place.

I'm afraid even Wen Moqian doesn't know.

"Master, so what if you put the unfeeling curse on her, she doesn't love you either, but the curse took effect because she fell in love with the prince. Hahaha! What a pity!"

She laughed with blood on her teeth.

"Do you think that if she falls in love with you first, you will undo the curse for her? If she falls in love with other men, you will kill the man she loves?"

Wen Moqian clenched his fingers slightly in his sleeves.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, in the end, people don't love you at all."

Yun Weilan deeply felt that Wen Moqian was sick...

"Master, this is the last thing this disciple will do for you! You are not going to kill the man she loves, now is your chance, he is at the other exit of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion."

Yun Weilan's pupils shrank.

"That place is full of institutions, Master, this disciple has done a good thing for you."

Ji Caiwei said so much, but Wen Moqian didn't say a word, as if she was quietly waiting for the woman to finish her sentence.

However, Yun Weilan stepped forward and kicked again.

"You also locked Yun Weitong at that exit?"

"Yeah, haha, pfft!" Ji Caiwei couldn't laugh anymore, as Yun Weilan stepped on the bookshelf harder, her internal organs felt like a heavy blow, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Weilan, get rid of her and go save your sister." Then, Wen Moqian suddenly said.

Yun Weilan glared at him, "There is no need for you to pretend to be kind, Wen Moqian, no matter how many times I am reborn, I will never fall in love with a hair of yours. Not before rebirth, and even less after rebirth!"

Because she inherited his ability, but she couldn't see through this Wen Moqian's fate, it was so damn useless!
She went down with a dagger, ended Ji Caiwei's life, and hurried to find another exit.

Ji Caiwei's life is owed to Yun Weiyu.

Wen Moqian wanted to follow behind, but was stopped by Yun Weilan: "You don't have to follow me, we will each go our own way."

"Wei Lan." He pursed his lips, "Are you afraid that I will kill Qian Feihan, so you won't let me follow?"

His gaze was still enchanting and radiant in the dark scripture storage pavilion.

Yun Weilan found it funny, "I don't think you are his opponent either."

His face was immediately stained with anger.

After she finished speaking, she flicked her sleeves and walked in.

After walking a few steps, I heard a man's voice behind me coming from the tunnel: "Weilan, he will die by your hands sooner or later."

Yun Weilan: "..."

……

The dark corridor was very long, and after walking for a long time, there was a little light gradually.

Yun Weilan finally saw Yun Weitong.

She passed out.

And the two men in black robes also fainted to one side.

"Xiaotong." Yun Weilan stepped forward and picked her up, checked her breath and pulse.

It's okay, it's okay.

Immediately afterwards, she patted Yun Weitong's little face, "Damn girl, wake up quickly."

"Cough cough cough!" Yun Weitong choked on being slapped, and murmured in a low voice, "Smoke, what a big smoke."

Yun Weilan was about to ask where the smoke came from, but when she looked up, she found a lot of purple smoke suddenly appearing in front of the corridor, which was poisonous.

She cursed bad luck.

He picked up Yun Weitong and left, but immediately after that there was a "rumbling" sound, and the flames came over.

"Brother, leave me and run away." The little girl stretched out her small hand and patted her.

Yun Weilan saw that the fire was getting closer and closer, but the exit was also getting closer, but when she reached the exit, the huge pillar above her head immediately fell towards them——

(End of this chapter)