the last traverser

Cang Yue Kingdom

Royal Palace

"Your Majesty, they are about to take action." The charming woman's brows were stained with a touch of sadness. The charming woman was very worried that the organization was about to start taking action. Could the very young new emperor in front of her be able to solve it?

"Grand Concubine Hui, don't worry, Father and Second Brother are coming back soon, Father will take care of this matter." Sikong Yun's eyes flashed with a cold light, she could see that Concubine Hui had no confidence in herself Sikong Yun had no choice but to move out of Sikong Jinglian, to calm Concubine Hui's heart.

"What, you said that person is coming back!" A trace of panic flashed across her face. Concubine Hui's heart was very complicated. She wanted to see Sikong Jinglian, but was afraid of seeing Sikong Jinglian.

"Well, it is estimated that the father and the second brother will be back in the next two days. Manager, Concubine Hui, you two must remember to keep this matter a secret. I believe that the father and the second brother must not want anyone to know They have been back." Sikong Yun looked out the window, her thoughts drifted far away.

"understood!"

"understood!"

The manager, who knew Sikong Jinglian's personality well, and Concubine Hui, who knew Sikong Jinglian's horror, answered in unison.

"Well, then you all go down and prepare! We want to teach a lesson to those who dare to think about the royal family." Turning back to her seat, Sikong Yun signaled the manager and Concubine Hui to leave first.

In the royal family, the forces belonging to Sikong Yun are operating rapidly. Can the conspiracy against the royal family be carried out smoothly?

out of the moon country

"Baozi, we can go!"

"Yes, Master, just stand here and don't move, and leave the rest to me!"

In the backyard of the inn, there are three figures and one bird figure sneaking around in a corner, as if some mysterious ceremony is going on, these four guys are Wen Ya, Sikong Jinglian and his party who want to use the ability of buns to transfer space.

Sikong Jinglian's expression was very relaxed, because this morning, Sikong Jinglian had ordered the coachmen to stay in this inn first, and then wait for them to come back before continuing the journey, and when arranging all this, Wen Ya did not object, This gave Sikong Jinglian hope.

Baozi held a paint-like stuff with a solemn expression, and carved a magic circle on the ground. This time, the master wanted to follow, so Baozi didn't want any accidents during the transmission.

There was a gentle smile on the corner of Wen Ya's mouth, her eyes were fixed on Baozi's movements, Wen Ya was very interested in this kind of teleportation array, maybe in the future, she could learn how to make a teleportation array, Wen Ya secretly decided in her heart.

Time passed by every minute, and Baozi's palm-sized face was covered with sweat. The job of depicting the magic circle was still too much for Baozi.

"huhu"

"It's finally finished!" After wiping off his sweat, Baozi's slightly tired face was full of excitement, and after completing a magic circle, Baozi's mood soared, it seemed that he was really not useless , at least it can help the master share his worries.

"Master, we can start!" Signaling Wenya, Sikong Jinglian and Thunderbird stood at the place where the magic circle was, and Baozi walked over immediately.

Baozi slowly placed his hands on the eyes of the magic circle, those slender hands glowed with white light, a stream of pure energy rushed towards the eyes of the magic circle, and the eyes of the magic circle touched this energy. At that time, the entire magic circle slowly rotated, and occasionally colorful lights appeared on the surface of the magic circle. Baozi adjusted the magic circle, and then released a ray of spiritual power to print the space coordinates on the eyes of the circle.

The brighter the colorful light, the faster the rotation speed of the magic circle, so fast that even Wen Ya's consciousness could not observe how fast the rotation speed of the magic circle was, just when Wen Ya planned to observe further , the entire magic circle disappeared abruptly in the backyard of the inn, leaving only a big pit in place.

"Damn it, what happened!"

After a long time, the shopkeeper who finally found a big hole in the backyard roared...

"bump"

After an unknown amount of time, there was a loud noise from a residential building in Lianyue City, the capital of Cangyue Kingdom, and then, a burst of cursing sounded from the courtyard of the residential building...

"Damn! This damn teleportation ability has gone wrong again!"

Spitting out the grass that fell and ate just now, Baozi once again scorned the old man Chaos, and greeted the old man Chaos' immediate family hundreds of times in his heart.

"Baozi, your ability really makes people speechless!" Wen Ya wiped off the grass clippings on her body, her eyes were full of helplessness, why does this Baozi's ability keep making mistakes?

"It's not that people are speechless, but even I am speechless!" Covering his forehead in pain, Baozi vowed that he would never use this damn ability again next time.

"Okay, Baozi, next time you use the space transfer ability, be careful, there will not always be a safe place for you to land." Frowning, Wen Ya knew that Baozi might be greedy sometimes Cheap, directly using the ability of space transfer, out of concern for Baozi, Wen Ya persuaded.

"Understood, master, Baozi will use this ability less in the future." Tilting his head, Baozi secretly decided in his heart that if there is no final matter in the future, he must not use the damn transfer ability. If so, wouldn't he die unjustly?But can Baozi do it?That's still an unknown.

"Let's go to the palace now!" Turning his head to look at Sikong Jinglian, he didn't know that the gentleness of the palace's secret way was not trying to be aggressive, but was waiting for Sikong Jinglian to lead the way.

"Everyone come with me, by the way, Xiaolei, your figure has become smaller, you are too attractive now!" Sikong Jinglian ordered Thunderbird to change his figure while considering which secret path to take. , to reduce the suspicion of others.

"Yeah!" Nodding his head, Thunderbird shrank and became the size of a sparrow.

"Follow me everyone!"

"Well, Dad, you can lead the way!"

Without saying a word in tacit understanding, Wen Ya took Baozi with a bird on Baozi's shoulder, followed Sikong Jinglian, and walked towards the secret passage of the palace...