Chapter 1362 Be Careful
Qi Yun took a step back. "I'm sorry."
Song Chunxue was tired of hearing "I'm sorry every day."
But what else could she say?
She arrived above the palace and found it to be deathly still, while the Hall of Mental Cultivation looked much better.
The Imperial Garden was nice, but the rest of the place was filled with foul air, which was alarming.
“I was ordered by Master Han, who is also my grandmaster. He told me to keep an eye on the evil cultivators around the palace and suppress them. In fact, compared to half a month ago, our righteous path has made significant progress in eliminating evil, but this has also angered them. They are now recklessly absorbing spiritual energy in the palace, wanting the court to be destroyed as soon as possible.”
The chaos in the world is a golden opportunity for evil cultivators, allowing them to greatly increase their cultivation levels.
But the law of this world is that good will always prevail over evil, and the world will only change hands, not disappear.
"How is the one in the Hall of Mental Cultivation?"
Qi Yun laughed, "I am a demon, suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, and demons and evil spirits are not allowed to approach the true dragon emperor, but you are human, so you can go and see for yourself."
Song Chunxue said calmly, "Why would I look at him? I was just asking. I just thought it was impressive that he could hold on for so long."
"It is said that the emperor will be replaced before June this year, so all the factions are vying to put their own people in that position, which has allowed the evil cultivators to take advantage of the situation."
Song Chunxue understood.
"Alright, other things are not my concern. I'm going to check on that mother and daughter again. You should go back now." She gave Qi Yun the order to leave.
Having learned from past mistakes, Qi Yun decided not to argue with her anymore.
"Then I won't bother you any longer, Daoist Master." Qi Yun cupped his hands slightly, turned around, and floated into the air like a cloud, quickly disappearing from sight.
When Song Chunxue returned to the Cold Palace, she heard that the mother and daughter had already fallen asleep, and the mother was gently patting her daughter to sleep.
It seems this isn't the first time they've encountered something like this, and they're already able to handle it calmly.
Go back to your room to rest, and Wuyou will arrive at 5:00 AM.
At that time, Song Chunxue was meditating, and Wuyou was buzzing around like a mosquito.
"You should stay with him now. Stay a short distance away so you can intervene if there's any danger."
"Isn't having you enough?"
"If Xie Zheng heard this, he would be heartbroken. If I were all you needed, Master Han wouldn't have gone to such lengths to settle you down."
These words made Song Chunxue feel as if a piece of her heart had suddenly gone empty.
She couldn't help but look up at Wuyou, "You seem to be getting better and better at manipulating me?"
Wuyou stepped back a few meters. "How could that be? It's just your imagination."
She put on her shoes. "Let's go."
Wuyou ran even faster than her.
However, Song Chunxue felt that Wuyou had reminded her.
No one gets up early without a reason. If they are still up to no good and have failed several times, they will surely appear when everyone least expects it.
Sure enough, before they even got close to the main hall, Wuyou's voice came through: "There are quite a few evil cultivators within a two-mile radius. Perhaps I could go and bleed them out. You keep an eye on Lord Xie."
【Um. 】
She sat on the roof for half an hour, watching Xie Zheng leave the court and walk alone at the back.
He closed his eyes and released his divine sense. There were two people lurking in the shadows nearby who locked onto Xie Zheng.
Song Chunxue was in no hurry and slowly followed him through Chengtian Gate to the Thousand Steps Corridor outside the Forbidden City.
Xie Zheng came to the east side; it turned out he was the Minister of Personnel, the head of the Six Ministries.
But these days, many things about the imperial court have reached Song Chunxue's ears.
With the Snowdrift Sword at his disposal, he could certainly handle any ordinary assassination attempt.
At that moment, Song Chunxue thought that perhaps Master Han wanted to fight for something for his disciple.
"dog!"
"Bang!"
In the blink of an eye, a flying shadow flew towards Xie Zheng, and Wuyou was the first to react.
Song Chunxue slipped and almost fell off the roof. Wearing an ordinary black face mask, she headed straight for the direction from which the flying shadow had originated.
It was an arrogant black and red phantom, emitting an eerie glow in the sunlight. Song Chunxue instinctively felt it was a trap.
But she insisted on going to see it!
【careful! 】
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