A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

"Disaster, won't you tell me about my past? I'm very curious." The moment Huang Yin stepped out of the room, a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind.

The cyan figure paused for a moment, and finally sighed: "I'll tell you later."

After finishing speaking, Huang Yin was ready to be questioned, but the room was quiet, and soon the sound of clear and slow breathing could be heard.

Although it was a little baffling, Huang Yin put down his thoughts and didn't stop for much. He closed the door and walked towards the dark pool to investigate the situation first.

The elegant and waveless fragrance of ink bamboo gradually faded away. When Huang Yin's breath disappeared hundreds of meters away, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

Holding the edge of the bed, the person who had been curled up in the quilt slowly sat up. Looking at the half-open door, she curled her lips, and her thick eyelashes were filled with a bit of ridicule.

"Poof!" Suddenly, Wu Qing's face turned pale. The blood that had been suppressed for a long time could not be suppressed anymore. A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from his mouth, staining the clean bedding with the prosperity of the prosperous age.

After grunting a few times, clutching his chest and trying to calm down the raging blood in his body, Wu Qing slowly stood up while holding on to the table beside him, and then walked towards the door.

Pushing open the door, she shivered suddenly. Looking at the flying snow outside, His Highness Qing Wang, who was afraid of the cold, immediately had a sad expression on his face.

His uncle's! What a bad time! First, she was trapped by a disaster for two years, and now she is caught in a snowstorm even when she goes out!

Full of complaints, there was nowhere to express them. At the same time, he was depressed, and the miserable King Qing had to take the first step of running away. The flying pure white vigilance stained her pale face and gradually melted.

So cold! Shrinking her neck, Wu Qing was about to lift up and run away, but suddenly she realized something, and her demonic face wrinkled up again. Not to mention whether her current body can bear the stress, if she uses magic power, her aura will definitely leak out, alarming Huang Yin.

So, His Royal Highness Prince Qing, who was a powerful figure in the human world, returned to a simple life and started walking in the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

While looking at the surrounding scenery, Wu Qing moved forward. Although she had unkindly treated Huang Yin as a human carriage just now, she was not lazy. While burying her head in Huang Yin's arms, she kept releasing her mental power quietly. Note down the route.

Walking in the direction he remembered, Wu tightened his collar and exhaled hot breath into his hands from time to time. But before the cold poison was cleared, the breath coming out was still icy. When the breath reached the palm of his hand, it had completely turned into white smoke and disappeared without a trace.

"Oh, Lady Dai, I miss you." She misses the purple and gold hand warmer she brought, misses the bed she made, misses the bed she carefully warmed for her, she misses Lady Dai at home...

Sure enough, beauties are the most reliable if they share the same sorrow!

Random thoughts flashed through her mind, which can be regarded as joy in suffering. At least judging from Wu Qing's temperament, in a difficult situation, she could starve to death, be seriously injured, or even die from exhaustion, but it was definitely not melancholy. Death from excess.

After finally getting out of the intertwined courtyards and crossing the frozen lake, Wu Qing leaned on the trunk of a bare tree and panted.

In front of her was a vast expanse of snow. If she remembered correctly, passing through this snow was the boundary of the back garden. As for the messy fantasy outside... forget it, let's wait until she walked out of this snow. Bar.

After steadying his breathing, Wu Qing was about to take steps again. Suddenly, her face turned pale, and a mouthful of bright red flowed out of her throat uncontrollably, staining the pure white ground.

"Ahem!" Wu Qing stumbled and fell to the snow after shaking a few times. Feeling the coldness that penetrated the blood in her limbs and invaded her bone marrow, her face immediately turned ugly.

It's cold poison! The cold poison has struck again! Not only that, the wounds on his body also burst open in this fall. The slightly warm temperature melted from the skirt of the clothes, and the bright red that was completely opposite to the pure white was rendered into a large area on the clothes.

But at this time, Wu Qing could no longer control so much. She didn't know when Huang Yin would find out that she was missing, so she could only try her best to get out of the Tomb of the Ancients as soon as possible.

Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to stand up on the tree trunk. The moment she straightened up, the pain in her chest made her gasp. No need to look, there must be bloody flesh there.

When she pulled out the broken sword, she was still lying on the ice and drifting on the sea. Her mind was in a daze and she fainted from the pain. She had no energy to deal with the wound. When he saw Huang Yin, he didn't dare to let him check the wound. If he knew about the serious injury, he would definitely stay by her side, eliminating the possibility of her running away.

Taking out an elixir from the storage ring and taking it, Wu Qing began to step on the snow one by one. As she moved, the bright red color of the wound flowed more cheerfully, soaking the entire robe. , along the hem of the clothes wet the snow-white on the ground.

The wind was freezing and the flying snow was swirling all over the sky, almost blurring the vision. In the white snow, only a blood-stained demon can be seen moving forward with difficulty. Behind her, a road of blood was winding and following, and the bright and dazzling color was indescribably bright.

The most demonic, the most smelting, shocking!

In the courtyard in the center of the lake, Huang Yin, who was inspecting the surroundings by the dark pool, suddenly paused. His left chest began to throb without warning, like being bitten by thousands of ants. He turned pale in an instant.

Raising her hand to caress her still aching heart, Huang Yin frowned. Before he could explore anything, the breath behind him fluctuated.

"What are you doing here?" The moment the elegant and indifferent aura suddenly appeared, Huang Yin already knew who was coming. Putting away his thoughts, he slowly turned around and stared at Su Bai in front of him.

She has half a bunch of black hair, a crescent-colored brocade robe that is meticulous, and her handsome face, unstained by worldly dust, is like an iceberg in the snow, cold and emotionless.

Yu Gujue.

"Aren't you going to take care of that person in the yard?" The man in white glanced at Anchi and asked the question without answering. The person in his mouth was naturally referring to Wu Qing.

"Xiao Qing'er is fine, just take a night's rest." Huang Yin replied. There was neither enthusiasm nor hostility toward Yu Gujue in his words. He was neither salty nor indifferent.

"No problem?" Yu Guyan's eyebrows moved, and the corners of his slightly raised mouth seemed to be smiling, but there seemed to be no arc, "Are you sure she is really good?"

Huang Yin's brows furrowed, but he still stretched out his hand to explore the water in the dark pool and responded patiently: "Xiao Qing'er's injury is not serious. Her self-recovery ability is very good. One night is enough." Wu Although Qing's breath was a little weak, there were not many wounds on his body, his complexion was good, and the problem was not serious.

Yu Guyan took a deep look at Huang Yin. After staring for a long time, he suddenly changed the subject: "Do you know what she encountered at sea?"

Shaking off the water stains on his hands, Huang Yin looked at the man in white with some strangeness, the only man in white who could barely be regarded as his friend in these years. He was even more surprised that he suddenly came down from the God Realm, and now he was ignoring the scenery. Instead, he came to the dark pool and asked incomprehensible questions again and again.

Even though there was something strange in his heart, Huang Yin still said: "The ten divine palace magicians are all at the god level."

He had investigated everything beforehand, and he would not put Wu Qing in danger that he could not handle. Although eight god levels are a bit much for a Jiangzi magician, that person is Wu Qing and cannot be measured by normal people.

"Huang Yin, you will regret it." Thinking of the news from the palace, the corners of Yu Guyan's lips moved.

Listening to Yu Gujue's incomprehensible words again and again, Huang Yin felt something was wrong. The other party kept mumbling and did not explain the reason. His expression darkened: "Yu Guyan, what on earth are you doing?" what you want to say?"

Looking at Qingying who was starting to become impatient, Yu Guyan smiled quietly: "Finally can't bear it anymore?"

A trace of darkness flashed across Huang Yin's bottomless black eyes. When his endurance almost reached the limit, Yu Guyan continued: "Before Tianyuan Palace took action, the goddess asked the palace for the dark element confinement talisman. "

Dark element confinement talisman!

As soon as these words came out, Huang Yin's pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme. Once the dark element confinement talisman is released, the dark elements within a hundred miles will be cleared away. Once the dark magician is involved, he will definitely die if he encounters a powerful enemy!

As for Wu Qing, she not only encountered the dark element imprisonment talisman, but also faced eight god-level magicians!

"You should be lucky that she has both ice and darkness elements." As if he didn't notice Huang Yin's sudden change in expression, Yu Guyan said calmly: "However, I seem to have detected a dark aura at the scene."

In other words, Wu Qing finally seemed to break through the shackles of the talisman. As for how she did it, Yu Guyan couldn't tell just by looking at the scene, and even so, it was enough to severely damage Wu Qing's vitality!

Huang Yin stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Just based on Yu Guyan's words, he could already imagine the tragedy at that time. When Wu Qing came back, he was already covered in blood. He didn't even check it. Self-righteously thinking that she just suffered an ordinary serious injury!

With a crash, the dark pool in front of Huang Yin splashed into huge waves. His eyes were terrifyingly gloomy, with a strong wind surging in them. If he didn't have some sense left, the dark pool would have been destroyed by him in just a moment.

His little Qing'er returned from a narrow escape, and what did he say?

Since her life is not in danger, what should I do?

The five fingers were clenched tightly, Huang Yin's expression was in pain, what did he do? What on earth did he do!

Huang Yin suddenly recalled Wu Qing's unmarked face at that time. He was obviously seriously injured but never mentioned it. He was exhausted but still smiling, and he was in severe physical and mental pain but seemed normal.

"Huang Yin, do you mean you don't have to worry about your life?" The words were obviously sarcastic, but they came out of Yu Guyan's mouth without any hesitation.

Huang Yin felt a pain in his heart, and he suddenly understood where the unexpected strangeness in his heart came from. At that moment, something might have happened to Wu Qing.

Realizing this, Huang Yin didn't care about anything and flew towards the courtyard where Wu Qing was.

"Where are you going?" Yu Guyan stood in front of him.

"Get out!" A suppressed voice of rage surged out of his throat. If the person blocking him was not Yu Guyan, perhaps Huang Yin had already killed him.

Facing his furious friend, Yu Guyan's expression did not change at all, and he said slowly: "There is no more her breath in the ancient tomb."

There is no Wuqing breath!

These words are like a huge stone pressing on Huang Yin's chest. The reason why a person's aura disappears is either because she is not within the range of your investigation, or...she is no longer there!

But Huang Yin knew clearly that there was no change in the formation of the Tomb of Ancients, and it was impossible for Wu Qing to walk out of the Tomb of Ancients, so...

"Impossible!" Huang Yin's face turned pale, and he suddenly pushed Yu Guyan away, jumped up and disappeared.

Looking at the distant green shadow, Yu Guyan's expression moved slightly, and he sighed lowly: "If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"

Arriving at the courtyard at extreme speed, Huang Yin broke through the door and entered. "Little Qing'er!"

However, all hope suddenly disappeared when he saw the empty bed, and his thin lips turned white instantly.

Wu Qing left, and she left without saying a word. Even though he had realized that those words would open a huge gap between him and Wu Qing, he did not expect that she would leave so decisively. Even though, she was still seriously injured!

"Internal injuries accumulated blood, and the cold poison caused the poison." Yu Guyan then leaned over and dipped the remaining blood on the bed, and carefully identified it.

One sentence woke Huang Yin from his nightmare. The blood-colored rabbit velvet on the curtains on the bed bloomed overnight, like a scarlet demon lotus. It was shockingly beautiful, with a bit of black color on it.

"Wu Qing...Wu Qing..." Huang Yin trembled. He turned around and rushed out of the room. Wu Qing was no longer in the room, and he hadn't left the Tomb of Ancients yet, so she must still be around. Moreover, she was seriously injured and would not be able to go far!

Looking at his panic-stricken friends who were no longer as decisive as before, Yu Guyan could not say the words that reached his lips. One can imagine what a person with all his internal organs and organs tortured by cold poison would do in this ice and snow. Huang Yin should know this, but he just doesn't want to believe it.

That night, Huang Yin and Yu Guyan searched through the entire courtyard of the island in the middle of the lake, searching every room and every corner. However, the blood-stained pure white was like evaporating from the world, never appearing in front of their eyes.

"Xiao Qing'er...Xiao Qing'er..." Calling this name that penetrated into her heart over and over again, Huang Yin's black hair was stained with snow in the crazy search that night, and the melted blood flowed down her hair. The outline of his face dripped into his clothes, bringing a hint of refreshing coldness.

"She's not here." Yu Guyan stood beside Huang Yin, hesitating for a moment before speaking out. His face was decadent, and his green robe and snowy water were wetly sticking to his body. If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to believe that this man was the man who stood at the top of the world, riding the wind and making shadows!

"Xiao Qing'er..." As if she didn't hear Yu Guyan's words, Huang Yin looked haggard. Wu Qing's life and death were uncertain, and a night of mental anxiety made him feel more exhausted than ever before. He just wants that frivolous and evil pear blossom white to appear in front of him. Even if she is angry with him, even if she wants to kill him, he just wants her to be safe!