This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Under the leadership of Lord Cat, Qiu Yu disappeared into the Prince Regent's mansion without a sound.

Tsing Yi said that he would lie down and rest for a while, and directly asked Taoxiang and Danxue to close the courtyard door. Fortunately, the servants in this palace have long regarded Tsing Yi as their mistress, and no one dared to disobey anything. I heard that the eldest princess likes to be quiet when she sleeps, but if someone wakes up, she has an unpleasant temper and avoids it. Far.

After screening the others, the two girls hurriedly returned to her side to wait on them. Seeing that their princess didn't look like she was about to go to sleep, she kept playing with an embroidered cloth bag.

Light Snow remembered that what was locked in this cloth bag was the ghost that was leaning over Mo Tianji that day.

"Princess, what is the ghost in this cloth bag? It looks like it was forcibly stitched together. It's disgusting."

"Take it apart and see if you don't know."

Tsing Yi directly released the ghost from the cloth bag. Although the two girls were mentally prepared, they couldn't stop their hearts jumping at first sight.

The ghost has been subdued, shackled by the power of Tsing Yi, unable to move at all, but those scarlet eyes are filled with all kinds of violent and bloodthirsty emotions, and there is no trace of humanity, as if its existence is for killing and destruction generally.

Taoxiang and Danxue felt their minds swell after watching it for a while, and they felt a sense of irritability in their hearts.

"Don't look!"

Tsing Yi's voice suddenly sounded in their ears like thunder, and the two girls were shocked and suddenly woke up.

"Princess, this thing can confuse people's minds!" Taoxiang said in shock.

Tsing Yi nodded, got up and walked in front of the ghost, stretched out his hand and pulled the ghost's arm directly. The ghost raised its head and roared, not only without pain, but even more excited and violent.

The more **** and brutal it is, the more it stimulates its bloodthirsty desire.

Tsing Yi's eyes sank, and his eyes fell on the black line that sewed these stumps together. Rather than a line, it was a curse pattern composed of a string of resentment.

"Wizard's words..." Tsing Yi whispered, pursing his lips.

He threw the stump on the ground, rolled up the karmic fire in his right hand, and burned the ghost in an instant.

The Wu clan was wiped out by Tian Zhu as early as four thousand years ago. She saved the soul of the minister from the Avici Hell, but the spirits of the rest of the Wu clan have long since disappeared, and not even the scum is left.

Could it be that there were still fish that slipped through the net back then?

The Eternal Life Sect stole the remains of the ghost and pieced it together into this evil thing.

Is stealing the phoenix soul also in order to refine a stronger evil?

The black-robed priest she saw in the ghost village that day did have some shadow of the witch tribe. Could it be that the person behind the Eternal Life Sect is the remnant of the witch tribe?

This is interesting...

Tsing Yi's eyes were calm and cold, this time she came to find the Pluto Pearl, but she stumbled into a big net without thinking.

Pluto Pearl, Reincarnation Seal, Wuzu.

The fish in the back is really getting bigger and bigger.

…

Punishment Dungeon.

Meng Wanqing lay on the ground like a dead dog, as if she was going to die at any moment. However, she still held on to her last breath, but she was as resilient as a cockroach.

The already drowsy dungeon suddenly dimmed.

The icy cold air seemed to have come out of the underground and penetrated into the human bone marrow.

Mo Wanqing shivered, opened her eyes, and a pair of bright vertical pupils came into her sight.

"What's the purpose of Mo Tianji's trip?"

The cold voice locks the soul like a maggot attached to the bone.

Mo Wanqing resisted subconsciously and refused to answer, but her mouth spoke uncontrollably: "Painting, Mo Tianji is looking for a painting."

"What painting?"

"I don't know either. He suddenly returned to the capital and ordered me to look for a Danqing picture drawn with human blood in the Mo family, but I didn't find it."

Human blood Danqing map.

The fat cat's eyes flickered.

In an instant, the chill covering Mo Wanqing dissipated, but her soul was still shaking uncontrollably. She looked at the fat cat and Qiu Yu in front of her, her eyes full of unwillingness and resentment: "You are despicable!"

Qiu Yu looked at her indifferently, it was ridiculous to say these words from her mouth.

"You occupy the magpie's nest, kill your biological parents, and kill so many unborn children of the Mo family, so you are not despicable?"

"I was forced to do it!" Mo Wan said sharply, "I don't do that, it's me who will die!"

Qiu Yu sneered, he was really too lazy to talk nonsense with such a crazy woman.

"Master Cat, let's go."

The fat cat snorted and jumped on his shoulder.

"Wait! Don't, don't leave!" Mo Wanqing begged in horror: "I've already told everything I know, can you help me out! I'll return my identity to Tan Xue, you can't treat me like this! I There is also the use value, I can help the Chief Minister, and I am willing to do anything!"

Like ants, like cud dogs, wagging their tails and begging for pity for a way to live.

Qiu Yu looked at her and felt ridiculous and sad.

"From the moment you sold your soul voluntarily, there is no turning back." The fat cat looked at her coldly: "You will die silently in this dungeon, like maggots in the sewer, no one cares. The moment you die, the gates of **** will open for you, and purgatory will be your destination."

"no no-"

The figures of Fat Cat and Amity gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Mo Wanqing's mad screamer, no matter how much she roars and beats the ground, there is no response from the surrounding cells. It was as if there was an invisible barrier separating her from the world, no one could hear her resentment, and no one knew when she would die...

Qiu Yu and Fat Cat were on their way home, and went to Qirilou to find Wang Hu. On the way, he clearly felt that Uncle Cat was very worried.

"Master Cat, your name is Sichen?"

That day he heard the conversation between Zidu and Tsing Yi at the Mo family. They said that it was the remnant of the Wu clan.

The fat cat glanced at him meaningfully, "Boy, are you trying to ask me what the witch clan is?"

Qiu Yu smiled bitterly.

"My young master is named Sichen, after the last generation of Wu Xian. The Wu clan was exterminated four thousand years ago. For the sake of your son's goodness, Xiao Ye kindly reminds you. Relevant people and things, as far as you can hide..."

"Why... why? Didn't you say that the Wu clan were all exterminated?"

"Yeah, but now it seems that apart from the young master, there are clearly fish that slip through the net." The fat cat smiled, but there was resentment and hideousness in his eyes.

Qiu Yu had never seen it with such a terrifying expression before, and was a little confused for a while: "What the heck is the witch clan?"

The fat cat bowed his head and was silent for a while, and after a long while he said, "An existence that deserves to be wiped out by the gods."

Qiu Yu shivered involuntarily, and a huge question emerged in her heart.

What the **** did the witches do?

…

Mo Guang hesitated and lingered in the regent's palace. He was blocked from the outside several times when he came, and he felt ashamed. But how could it affect the life and death of his grandfather, even if this move was too brazen, he still came over shyly.

Mo Guang stood at the corner, thinking that even if he kowtowed to death in the regent's mansion today, he would have to meet the eldest princess. From a distance, he could see Qiu Yu's figure and the big fat cat lying on his shoulders.

Mo Guang just wanted to step forward, but his feet slammed, and he saw a burly figure following Qiu Yu.

Although the man was wearing a gauze hat, the figure looked very familiar.

The wind blew slowly, and lifted the corner of the man's gauze hat.

Mo Guang just glanced at the corner, and the whole person fell into shock.

That person...isn't Wang Hu?

Is he still not dead? !

[Author's digression]: Sorry for the late update tonight. It was 7:30 when I picked up my mother and got home, so I quickly wrote the update.