After a night of sleep, the mist still lingers...
Princess's Mansion——
"Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang!"
The gate of the mansion was knocked loudly. Seeing that the visitor seemed to be coming, the gatekeeper opened the door a little and wanted to tell him that he could inform him.
But that person was very tactless.
He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he pushed open the heavy door and ran towards Qi Qingyun's residence as if he was familiar with the route, screaming incoherently, as if he had suffered a huge shock.
"Master! Master, help! Someone is trying to kill me! Master! Help!"
“Bang!”
The guards rushed out in time, intending to capture the madman in one fell swoop, but they didn't expect that the other party was actually a ground-level cultivator, and they were pushed down by the madman without any preparation.
"Someone come! Take him down!"
The butler narrowed his eyes and called all the guards in the mansion, and they all rushed towards him in an instant.
Soon, he was at a disadvantage and was captured and forced to kneel on the ground.
"Take him away and wait for His Highness to return for further investigation."
Just as the housekeeper gave this order, he suddenly heard a weak voice coming slowly -
"Wait a minute..." Qi Qingyun walked over, coughing every three steps.
Housekeeper Yao Yao really wanted to pretend that she didn't hear anything, but the person was already right in front of her, so there was no room for pretense.
He could only walk forward with a smile on his face and said respectfully, "What instructions do you have, young master?"
"Your Highness works day and night. I can just do this little thing for you. Why bother your Highness?" His face was as pale as ever, but his calm eyes showed a hint of disgust when he looked at the man on the ground.
Yao Yao rolled her eyes, then nodded and smiled: "Young Master is very caring towards His Highness, it is us, the fools, who have neglected it..."
Then he asked, "Where will Young Master Lang interrogate him? I can then tie him up and send him there."
Qi Qingyun looked at her strangely and asked, "Why, interrogation has never been Butler Yao's job? Are you planning to slack off?"
"No, no... Young Master, you're joking."
Yao Yao knew she couldn't get any results from her probing, so she acted as tactfully as an old fox, smiling apologetically and saying, "With the master here, I will of course wait and obey his instructions. I dare not make decisions on my own."
"In that case, let's go ahead and try him." Qi Qingyun didn't pursue the matter further, but simply said lightly, "Winter is cold, and evil spirits can easily invade. Don't harm anyone's life."
"yes..."
Yao Yao leaned forward and responded, muttering in her heart: What a kind man...
Although, for some reason, she always felt that this young master was not as gentle and kind as he appeared.
She led the man to the dungeon, which was dark, damp, and bitterly cold, making it really not a place for human beings to stay.
But after being interrogated for more than an hour, this crazy man didn't utter a word. All the tortures that should be used on him were applied. If he was tortured a few more times, he would probably break the blood taboo.
So they locked the man in the dungeon, left two people to guard him, and the rest went out.
It's sunny outside and the weather is good.
There were gusts of cold wind in the prison, and it was cold and eerie.
There are not often any prisoners in the dungeon. Most assassins are directly imprisoned in the sky prison after interrogation, or executed directly.
Therefore, the only people here at the moment are this badly beaten invader and two powerful guards.
They are standing straight, with their heads held high and their chests puffed out, looking dignified. Even if no one cares, this is what they demand of themselves and they will not slack off at all.
Suddenly, an eerie chill ran down the backs of the two men, and then they suddenly lost consciousness for unknown reasons and collapsed to the ground.
In the shadows at the entrance, a slender figure slowly walked over.
The bright sunlight shone warmly on the visitor's face through the iron-barred window, illuminating his pale and weak face.
"Owner!"
Weng Haifeng, who was tied to the rack, looked up at the person who came and shouted in surprise, "I knew the master would come to save me! I didn't say anything!"
Qi Qingyun raised her long eyelashes slightly, her eyes looking vague and unclear: "I remember telling you before, don't come here if you don't have anything to do."
"Master, please forgive me!" He was suddenly speechless, feeling a little panicked. Cold sweat oozed from his forehead. He hurriedly explained, "I really had no choice. I don't know why, but I was suddenly targeted by a group of men in black. Five of my brothers died, and I almost... almost lost my life!"
As he spoke, he lowered his head, looking ashamed: "I am incompetent..."
"Incompetent?" Qi Qingyun smiled sarcastically. His voice was calm, yet tinged with coldness. "If you hadn't been acting so ostentatiously lately, recruiting soldiers and horses, looting and collecting elixirs and weapons... do you think those people would have been able to target you?"
Weng Haifeng was shocked when he heard this, and a chill instantly invaded his heart.
He thought that his actions were already concealed enough. But he didn't expect to be...
"I am only planning for my master's great cause..."
"【fear】..."
Qi Qingyun uttered a word lightly, which made Weng Haifeng suddenly stunned.
Qi Qingyun's words then lingered in his trembling ears like the King of Hell demanding his life, and enveloped his panicked heart...
"Your [Greed] is very much to my liking. But I really don't like this disobedient food..."
"No... Master... give me one more chance... give me one more chance..."
Weng Haifeng's face was pale, his lips were trembling and his face was full of fear.
Qi Qingyun turned a deaf ear to it, his cold eyes seemed to be looking at a dead object, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly:
"So, go to hell... ants."
Following a shrill and painful wail, the dungeon fell silent...
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In the secret room, Shen Wuyou took off his storage ring and threw it in front of Long Aojun.
The latter took it and hid it in his clothes where it would be hard to find. He looked at her and said hesitantly, "Aren't you afraid that I will sell it?"
Not to mention the various rare and precious herbs hidden in it are priceless, just taking out any one of the eight hundred year old ginseng spirit and the Lycoris radiata flower spirit would be snapped up wildly.
Does she trust him so much?
"Love selling." She looked nonchalant and ate the snacks passed from him leisurely.
"Since you've sold it, I'll go ask Xiao Li'er for it. If she doesn't give it to me, I'll pay her with my body. I won't lose anything~" She acted like a scoundrel.
When Long Aojun heard this, he immediately became furious: "Witch! You really have bad intentions!"
Shen Wuyou said lazily: "Are you kidding? I'm a demon. Why would I care about you humans? I'll eat as many as I can! The more the better~"
As she spoke, she bit off a piece of pear blossom pastry and chewed it vigorously in front of him.
Who told you to say that monsters eat people every day?
How could she be unafraid of his nagging all along the way if she didn't eat?
Seeing her laughing so happily, even if Long Aojun was a fool, he knew she was deliberately teasing him! He immediately turned his head away from her and angrily stuffed all the remaining cakes on the plate into his mouth, leaving no food for her!
Humph, starve her to death!
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