Ji Fengyao thought about it carefully several times and said, "This teleportation array is probably a random teleportation array. It can only accommodate a small number of people, and the array patterns are severely damaged, posing a great safety hazard. It is best not to use it unless absolutely necessary."
“The formation is underwater, so the erosion and decay must be severe. But just in case, we should still take some protective measures to leave ourselves an extra way out and an extra layer of protection,” Shang Xiye said.
Ji Fengyao, Ji Fengming, and Hei Xiao nodded in agreement with his statement.
Suburbs of Kyoto.
Wuying and Wuhen examined the jade bottle that Meizi had crushed. It was completely empty and dry, without even a drop of water left inside.
"What exactly did Dikanlong give you?" Wuying asked Jiang Zhenning menacingly.
Jiang Zhenning, however, stood there blankly, holding Mei Zi, without saying a word, like a lost puppet.
Wuhen felt a pang of pity seeing him like this.
He advised, "She's already dead. Your grief and regret won't change anything. Dikanlon was clearly using you. Are you still going to protect him?"
"As long as you tell us what exactly Dikanlong gave you, I will allow you to give her a proper burial," Wuying also offered his terms.
Jiang Zhenning slowly raised his head, his unfocused eyes looking at Wuying, and shook his head blankly: "I don't know, I didn't see clearly what it was either. It was shrouded in black mist, like a cloud of black gas."
Black mist?
If it's a gas, did it dissipate?
Since Wuying and Wuhen didn't find anything in the bottle, they didn't take it to heart.
They summoned a squad of soldiers.
After having the soldiers help Jiang Zhenning bury Mei Zi properly, they detained Jiang Zhenning.
Neither they nor Mei Zi knew.
As Mei Zi crushed the jade bottle, the swirling black mist inside slipped through her fingers and fell to the ground, disappearing into the dense grass and quickly stealthily heading towards Kyoto.
Qiwu Palace.
Chen Ziyun was tossing and turning in bed.
She and the Crown Prince have sent several groups of people to the outskirts of the capital to gather information in the past few days, but no matter how many people go, it's like throwing meat buns to a dog—they never return!
The central palace and the eastern palace are currently at their most depleted in terms of both manpower and financial resources, and they really cannot withstand such turmoil!
But she needed to know about Dikanlong's current situation!
We must get in touch with Dikanlong!
Otherwise, if Dikanlong sent her to Dazhao to infiltrate and cultivate for so many years, and she didn't even have this much ability, wouldn't that disappoint Dikanlong?
Just when we were at our wits' end.
A cloud of black mist seeped in through the crack in the back window of Chen Ziyun's bedroom, transforming into a small figure emanating black energy. It floated to Chen Ziyun's bedside and then slipped into the bed curtains.
In the dim night, something suddenly floated in front of her, startling Chen Ziyun so much that she almost screamed.
The little figure emitting black smoke squatted down and directly covered Chen Ziyun's mouth.
Dikanlong's deep and rough voice came from the black little man's mouth: "Yun'er, don't panic, it's me."
Chen Ziyun's eyes widened in surprise, her gaze darting downwards to the strange black figure on her lips: It's you!
Seeing that she had calmed down, the little black figure floated back into the air.
Chen Ziyun, her eyes red with tears, quickly asked, "Brother Long, how... how did you become like this? Did Ninth Prince... kill you?"
"That fellow does have some skill, but he's still too green to kill me," the little black man said proudly and contemptuously, raising his chin.
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