Feixue Menghua

Chapter 83 Plum Blossom Snow (1)
"His Highness the Ghost King is so powerful, do you still need to hire someone else to catch the demon?"

Meng Hanyan has not known this guy for too long, but this guy is definitely a proud and conceited character.

This guy has been chasing her for so long, and he is looking for her to block the city. If he knew that she was here, he would definitely be furious.

So she put aside the grievances between her and him for the time being, because she still needs to rely on him to find the Moonlight Fan and find the mystery of her own life experience.

Before that, she couldn't leave here either.

"There is a specialization in art! I am not a Taoist priest, and I am not good at catching monsters."

It is rare for the ghost king to say modestly, there are naturally others who are good at things that he is not good at.

"The demon is now trapped in the palace, as long as you catch it, the artifact will naturally be recovered."

"Just trap it in the palace, aren't you afraid that other people will be in danger?"

Meng Hanyan heard that he had trapped a powerful demon in the palace to prevent it from escaping, but if that demon did evil in the palace, wouldn't it hurt innocent people?
"What does the safety of other people have to do with this king? As long as you find the artifact, even if you sacrifice, it's worth it."

The ghost king's indifferent voice was full of coldness and firmness.

Now that he is trapping that evildoer, only the people in the palace may be in danger, but once he is released, all people in the world will suffer.

What kind of decision to make, he knows better than anyone else.

He knows that it is useless to be soft-hearted in many cases, he will only let the tiger go back to the mountain, and the disaster will be endless.

Now that monster has just broken through the seal, it is now at its weakest stage, so it must be found.Once it recovers, with the artifact in hand, it will be a catastrophe.

"drive--"

The ghost king's purple clothes flew up, and the horse's hooves splashed white snow.

Meng Hanyan was silent in front of him, maybe she was too soft-hearted sometimes, and she also had too many ties and concerns, which made her unable to talk about life and death casually.

Yue Qianmei is still in the palace, how can she not worry?

"If you are worried about your sister, you don't have to. The king has already sent someone from Bozhan to take care of her secretly. As long as she is not too unlucky, she can survive to the canonization."

Seeing her silent for a long time, the ghost king guessed what was on her mind.

This little girl is not afraid of anything, she doesn't seem to care about anything except her elder sister.

People who are so emotional have weaknesses.

"Of course I'm worried about my sister! Don't you worry about your brother?"

Meng Hanyan heard that Emperor Tianwu is the ghost king's younger brother, but judging from the relationship between the two of them, it's really not that bad.

There is a feeling that the enemy is extremely jealous when they meet each other!
"What does his life and death have to do with this king?"

The ghost king said it as a matter of course, ruthless and unrighteous are so crisp and neat, not procrastinating at all.

"You and Emperor Tianwu are definitely not brothers! How can you leave your brother in danger and be lazy even to notify him?"

The white horse galloped towards a secluded road in the city, Meng Hanyan's voice was full of surprise.

"I have nothing to do with that guy!"

The King of Ghosts obviously didn't want to bring up this topic too much. If it wasn't for the significance of this little girl to him, he would have left this long-winded girl behind.

There are countless reasons along the way, she is just a curious baby!

He usually doesn't talk to anyone, but this girl is the only one who talks the most.

Fortunately, Meng Hanyan heard that he didn't want to mention Mo Jinxie, so she didn't say anything else.

Going around an alley, Meng Hanyan's eyes suddenly opened up. In front of her was a bamboo building. In the courtyard outside, green bamboos were like emeralds, and white plum blossoms were in full bloom on the branches.

(End of this chapter)