The coffin hall was completely silent. The masked Hades, Zuolu Ashika, raised his finger.
The corpse oil lamps on the rock wall were instantly lit one by one.
The flickering wicks make this place filled with coffins from the Western Regions even more eerie.
In the dim candlelight, Zuolu Ashika, wearing a golden ghost mask, looked like a devil from hell.
He turned his index finger to touch Fu Tong'er's snowy silk——
The large, square scarlet gemstone from the Western Regions on the knuckles was particularly eye-catching in the light of the night pearl, as if it had just sucked human blood.
Saturated and dull.
The "Red Scorpion" who came to report respectfully withdrew.
Lu Zhenzhi did not hold Fu Tong'er's little hand that was reaching out to him, but instead folded his arms, with the jade under his left ear hanging silently.
A pair of cold eyes looked at the mysterious and mysterious Pluto.
Zuolu Ashika didn't touch the silk that Fu Tong'er used to cover her eyes. He slowly lowered his hand, leaned over, and stared at Fu Tong'er's big eyes that should have been bright behind the silk.
Watching,
Suddenly, a strong arm stretched out from the wide black sleeves and blocked Zuolu Ashika's sight!
It’s Jiu Ye.
Zuolu Ashika raised his eyes and looked at Lu Zhenzhi.
What he got was the threat of death in calm eyes!
Zuolu Ashika stood up and said quietly, "Miss Fu, this middle-aged man who is neither her ex nor her current boyfriend, is extremely jealous."
Fu Tong'er also smelled the faint fragrance of imperial agarwood on Jiu Ye's sleeves.
King Hui placed the night-shining pearl between the three men and said word by word, "Do you want to fight?"
Zuolu Ashika glanced at the night-shining pearl and said, "This is a treasure of our country."
The man spoke like a corpse, in a low and distant voice.
Fu Tong'er felt a tingling sensation on her back when she heard this.
She couldn't help but hug Lu Zhenzhi's arm that was blocking her face.
As a result, Lu Zhenzhi pulled back: "Miss Fu, please don't touch me."
"Oh..." Fu Tong'er put down her hands and lowered her head. When she heard Jiu Ye's voice behind her, she quietly moved back...
Lu Zhenzhi: “…”
The more she moved, the further Lu Zhenzhi retreated, and finally—
"Ah!" Fu Tong'er fell to the ground with a thud! "Ouch, my butt! That bastard isn't behind me! What a bastard! What a bastard!"
Everyone was stunned.
The originally weird atmosphere suddenly became quite funny.
"Hiss, ah, my butt, my belly, ..."
King Hui was startled. He glanced at Master Jiu, whose eyes were closed and his beard was trembling with anger, and finally couldn't help himself.
"Hahaha, haha, Fu Tong'er, why do you have so many problems?"
The laughter added an inappropriate liveliness to the originally dull coffin hall.
Lu Zhenzhi looked at Fu Tong'er lying on the ground, feeling both angry and amused. He simply moved aside and raised his hand to ask King Hui to help her up.
King Hui hurried over to help Fu Tong'er up: "Tong'er, get up."
"No, my wound hurts. It hurts when I put too much pressure on it. Let me sit on the ground. It's all your Ninth Prince's fault. Old man, nothing good ever comes of it."
Lu Zhenzhi held his temples, his head was aching.
Zuolu Ashika showed a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.
King Hui said, "How can that be? The ground is cold. Don't exert any strength." He then held Fu Tong'er's arm and said, "Don't exert any strength. I'll help you up."
After saying that, Fu Tong'er felt a cold current injected into her body and lifted her up.
Lu Zhenzhi looked and saw that Lu Qixuan actually used his internal force.
After Fu Tong'er got up, she still didn't hear Jiu Ye's voice, and didn't even hear him hum.
Is he gone?
In the cold white light of the Night Pearl, Zuolu Ashika's corpse-like eyes moved slightly under his mask: "Alas, it's a pity that you are blind, Miss Fu."
After saying this, he turned sideways with his muscular body under the cold white light of the night pearl.
The long curly blonde hair decorated with colorful gemstone beads looks cool and noble under the light of the night pearl.
"General You..." Zuolu Ashika put his hands behind his back, raised his head and said loudly, "I heard that you, a blind little fellow, have a Soul-Severing Whip, and that your martial arts were also taught by General You. The war god with the highest internal strength and the most powerful martial arts in Dayan is with you all day, and you actually refuse to let him teach you..."
His words were neither a question nor an expression of surprise.
"You are Zhu Quanran, right? The prince of Qi? You're not dead? How did you escape? Did he release you, or did you escape on your own? Or were you rescued by someone else?"
King Hui lowered his voice and said, "Tong'er, he is not."
When Fu Tong'er heard King Hui's voice, she laughed twice.
"what?"
"You, you, has the Ninth Prince left?"
Jiu Ye, who was standing next to Fu Tong'er, had a dark look in his eyes but remained silent.
King Hui glanced at Master Jiu and whispered, "He left a long time ago. He was pissed off by you."
Fu Tong'er lowered her head, feeling lost. "Oh, it's good that he's gone. He really is gone. No wonder he couldn't help me. He couldn't bear to let me go, right? If you have a good girl, introduce her to him. I'm blind and not worthy of him."
King Hui glanced at the Ninth Master and asked tentatively, "What if he is willing to give it up? I want to say that the Ninth Uncle actually didn't—"
Lu Zhenzhi gave him a murderous look.
"nothing?"
King Hui quickly changed his words: "The Ninth Uncle has gone out."
"Help me go to General You." Fu Tong'er raised her hand and motioned King Hui to let her put her arm around him.
Zuolu Ashika stopped him and asked, "How did you become blind?"
"Will it be useful to tell you, Lord Pluto?"
Zuolu Ashika nodded at her snow-white silk and said, "There's no one in Shangyang County that I can't find."
As he was speaking, a huge python shadow slowly crawled along the wall and finally stopped in front of a coffin. It turned into a wisp of black smoke and entered the coffin.
King Hui was stunned. There was a huge python shadow just now.
He couldn't help but look up, but there was no python on the beam. Was he hallucinating?
"Nineth Master...Nineth Master doesn't want me anymore..." Fu Tong'er suddenly cried out! Then her tone changed, "Can you really find that person? The one who blinded me?"
King Hui: “…”
Lu Zhenzhi closed his eyes. This little girl Fu Tong'er really gave him a headache.
Zuolu Ashika's mouth twitched slightly as she looked at Jiu Ye, who had a calm expression behind her. He was a man in his thirties, and was involved in a love-hate relationship with an eighteen-year-old girl.
"Of course. Even if you don't tell me, I can find it out. If he doesn't want you, just find someone else. What do you think of me? Is a prince from the Western Regions worthy of you?"
Lu Zhenzhi moved forward silently and leaned over to look at Fu Tong'er, whose little face looked aggrieved, as if she had really been abandoned.
"Why are you helping me? Are you the prince of Qi, Zhu Quanran?" Fu Tong'er stopped howling and said seriously.
Zuolu Ashika put down his hand and slowly paced in the coffin hall. His fingertips brushed against the coffin board and he made a goosebump-inducing sound: "He is your sweetheart?"
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