Chapter 125: This is a gift from the little female. You can’t take it away.

"As long as you are willing to save me, I will tell you where to find the Princess' Tears. I promise to give you as many as you want."

Han Qingzi tried to exaggerate as much as possible just to save her own precarious life.

An ethereal singing voice came from the mouth of the Charm Spirit Clan. Yu Ting dazedly let go of the hand that was pinching Han Qingzi's neck. Han Qingzi covered her neck and coughed violently.

It took a long time to stop coughing. Han Qingzi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up and spoke to the Meiling tribe.

"Come on, I'll take you there."

The spirits did not move. The dim light from day to night turned them into indigo sculptures.

The singing became more and more ethereal. The singing of the Charm Spirit Clan penetrated into Han Qingzi's ears, causing her brain to uncontrollably tell the truth.

"Shu Huan became the Lord of the Main City and lived in the largest three-story building in the city. She had the same space as me, but she was much richer than me. Compared to the treasures she had, a few hundred princess tears were nothing."

Han Qingzi didn't want to say it, but she couldn't control herself.

The Charms got the answer they wanted, stopped singing and walked towards the only three-story building in the city.

"Wait!" Han Qingzi woke up and caught up with the Meiling tribe.

"You broke your promise to us, so don't expect us to help you."

The Charm Spirits seem to have a mild temper, but they are not easy to talk to.

"No, it's the high priest who's in trouble. Please help him."

Han Qingzi clasped her hands together and requested.

"We saved her. Although she will remember our kindness, she will also remember that you asked us to save her. That's why we won't go."

Her plans were all guessed, and Han Qingzi had no way to defend herself.

"But, have you ever thought about this? If the high priest knew that I had begged you to save her when she was imprisoned in the emerald cage, and you would rather ignore her life and death in order to prevent me from getting any benefits..."

The Charm Spirit stopped and said, "Then can you tell us why the High Priest was locked in the Jade Cage?"

Han Qingzi was silent for a moment and said, "Because Shu Huan offended Yu Ting, the high priest spoke for Shu Huan and was locked in the emerald cage by Yu Ting."

"Is it because of Shu Huan again?" Feng Qi, the leader of the Charming Spirit Tribe, frowned. "Let's deal with Shu Huan first and then go save the High Priest. I believe the High Priest will definitely not mind."

As they spoke, the Charm Spirits floated away.

Han Qingzi glanced at Yu Ting who was about to wake up, picked up the Qinglong Stick and quickly followed.

Although Yu Ting had just woken up, he heard every word of the conversation between Han Qingzi and the Meiling tribe.

Could it be that Maya was really the high priest? Yu Ting decided not to go to Borley's house and ran to the emerald cage in the dungeon.

When Yaojia and Hanyun saw the Meiling tribe suddenly appear, they felt that the situation was not good.

"Where is Shu Huan?" Feng Qi asked Yao Jia.

"Do you have something to do with Shu Huan?" Yao Jia vigilantly stopped the Meiling tribe member who was walking into the courtyard.

Feng Qi said, "We are willing to help her secure her position as city lord, so we want to discuss the price with her."

Yaojia knew that the most favorite thing of the Meiling tribe was the Princess' Tears, and he didn't want to see the little female cry at all.

“Shu Huan has been in office for half a month and does not need your help.

However, the whole city is celebrating Shu Huan's inauguration tonight, and you are welcome to join us."

Feng Qi sneered, "If you don't want to talk, we have plenty of ways to make you beg us to talk, so I advise you to think it over before you speak."

"I said, please leave."

Yaojia's golden shield armor has been activated, and suddenly a thick fog filled the air.

Then the ethereal singing of the Charm Spirit Clan penetrated the mist and accurately attacked Yaojia and Hanyun.

Yaojia felt someone grabbing his right arm, and was about to transform into the power of metal and stone to knock the person out, but he heard the person grabbing him say.

"I am Han Yun, follow me."

In an instant, cold water kept splashing on Yaojia's face. When she opened her eyes again, she was already in Shu Huan's room.

Shu Huan was sleeping in bed and had no reaction to his and Han Yun's sudden intrusion.

"Shu Huan..." Han Yun pushed Shu Huan, "Wake up, we have to go."

Shu Huan was sleeping soundly. Han Yun was anxious to hug Shu Huan, but was pushed away by Yao Jia.

Yaojia picked up Shu Huan and said, "Let's go back to the Misty Tribe to take shelter for a while. We'll come back after they leave."

"We can't leave. If we leave, the little female will never be able to be the city lord again. So we should unite with the orcs in the city to drive the Charm Spirits away."

Yao Jia frowned, "Shu Huan doesn't have that kind of appeal right now, let's go."

Shu Huan leaned against the window and watched Han Yun dealing with the Meiling tribe in the mist, while Yao Jia stood there as if stupid, and it was obvious that she was mesmerized by the Meiling tribe's singing.

"Momo, do you think these two can survive?"

Momo, "You have no heart."

Shu Huan, "It's okay. I have made soul marks with them. Even if they die, I can still find them. Then, I will get a brand new beast husband, and I won't have to change the target for the mission. Isn't that great?"

Momo, "They have been with you for so long, don't you really have any feelings for them at all?"

Shu Huan sneered, "I usually pamper them enough, but I can't do something like risking my own life to save my pets."

Momo rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"But you can even defeat Lord Li Shi, so why would you sacrifice your life for just a few hundred Meilings?"

"Defeating Lord Lishi is a mission, this is not a mission."

Momo, "Why isn't it a mission anymore?"

Shu Huan suddenly shuddered, "Could it be that the counter-killing mission is not carried out by the high priest but by them?"

Momo, "Taste it, taste it carefully."

Shu Huan expressed his condolences to the bastard who set up this task.

"Three hundred spirits, all of them are pretty and healthy. I'm going to kill them like this. Isn't that a waste of talent?"

Momo, "You can taste first and then kill."

Shu Huan, "Get away from me, you pervert."

But it's not impossible.

Shu Huan shook his head, getting rid of the yellow garbage that could not fit in his mind.

"In fact, you don't necessarily have to kill the person in order to counterattack. It's enough to break the killing situation."

Momo, "Uh-huh, that's right."

As they were talking, Han Yun had already been captured and was carried by eight female spirits into the empty house occupied by Shi Xiong and Liao Bai.

Han Yun was covered in wounds and felt dizzy from fighting against the powerful mental force of the Meiling Clan. The only thing he remembered was that his wife was Shu Huan.

"Shu Huan! Shu Huan save me!" Han Yun shouted over and over again.

Eight female spirits put Han Yun on the bed and stripped off her silk clothes despite her resistance.

Han Yun grabbed a corner of the clothes and refused to let go. "This is a gift from the little female. You can't take it away."

His fingers were pried apart one by one, and Han Yun shed tears in despair.

"Let him go!"

Yaojia broke free from the mental restraints and rushed in desperately, snatched Hanyun away and unfolded a golden armor shield to protect himself and Hanyun in the middle.

"Han Yun, hold on, I have used the soul mark to summon Shu Huan, she will definitely come to rescue us."

After receiving Yaojia's call for help, Shu Huan, who had not yet figured out how to deal with the three hundred spirit tribesmen, was in a headache.