Chapter 190

Song Ningyu put his hair back on, looked at the black robed man's eyes full of hatred, and said coldly, "who sent you?"

The black robed man's eyes narrowed slightly and went out, leaving a cold room. Song Ningyu secretly tried to use his internal power several times. The results were like Wang dead water, without any ripples.

At this time, Gong Zilin, who was lying in bed in the palace, woke up when the sun folded into the room. He raised his hand and stroked his forehead. His voice swept his eyes with a trace of hoarseness. Song Ningyu should have taken care of him in the room. There was no one else except the purple smoke coming in with medicine.

Gong Zilin frowned, sat up from the bed, looked at Ziyan and said, "where has she gone?"

Ziyan lowered his eyes, took the medicine to Gong Zilin's side and whispered, "childe, drink the medicine first."

The attitude of avoiding the topic obviously, Gong Zilin raised his eyebrows coldly, and his eyes fell on the bowl of black medicine carried by Ziyan. Ziyan stood upright and straight, and his calm face was calm.

The outdoor sunshine broke in, and the snow outside the window began to drip snow water in the warm sunshine. The sound of snow water dripping sounded all night in Gong Zilin's dream, which was very disturbing.

"Where has she gone? Ziyan, you should know my temper!" Gong Zilin's cold eyes swept over Ziyan's calm face. Ziyan put down the medicine bowl, took out a letter from his arms and handed it to him.

"Childe, she's gone. My subordinates just found it when they went to the study." Ziyan sighed in his tone. No one can hurt childe! No one can!

Gong Zilin grabbed the paper in Ziyan's hand and opened it. The word Heli appeared in front of him. At a glance, he finally fell on the three words of song Ningyu signed at the signature. Juan Xiu's powerful handwriting was slightly dry. It seemed that it had been written for some time. Looking at the paper, Gong Zilin suddenly smiled.

"Wind, find out her whereabouts for me!"

Ziyan tightly held the plate on his hand and hurriedly said, "childe, you are still ill. Since she has chosen to leave, why do you go to her again? Besides, although she is somewhat similar to her wife, but..."

Gong Zilin waved his hand and interrupted Ziyan's urgent words. He frowned and said, "I've never treated them together. I'll leave the matter of migration to you during this period of time."

Ziyan looked at the Heli book collected by Gong Zilin and said with some uneasiness: "childe, this Heli book..."

He Li book, there are three or two lines of unique words in the book. The meaning in the book is very clear. Since then, men and women have nothing to do with marriage. How can Gong Zilin not know? It's just that song Ningyu can only be his, can only be.

"Song Ningyu! What a close!" Gong Zilin drank the bitter medicine and handed it to Ziyan. An identity disease like him came and went quickly. After a night's rest, Ziyan felt a lot of spirit. Ziyan saw him get up and raised his hand to stop him. He just looked at the cold in Gong Zilin's deep eyes and unconsciously stopped his action.

Gong Zilin pulled back Ziyan and tied the rope to pull the wind for him. Ziyan hung his eyes and retreated.

The wind silently stood behind Gong Zilin and said in a deep voice: "Lord, the woman who escaped from the palace and the Queen's body have disappeared."

Gong Zilin frowned and said, "when did song Ningyu leave the palace?"

"My subordinates didn't see my wife leave the house, but Ziyan left the house early in the morning." Feng Chui's eyes answered truthfully.

"Cha, you must find out song Ningyu's whereabouts for me! How about the migration of water?" Gong Zilin slapped him on the table. It's too strange. Song Ningyu doesn't seem to be the kind of person who will leave secretly, but how to explain the divorce before his eyes!

"Lei woke up. Those people were covered. However, according to the news from the four people who came back, it was the hand of Tianjue gate and Qiyin gate to find something in the migratory water." Gong Zilin raised his eyebrows. It seems more and more interesting that the two top sects in the Jianghu joined forces to attack the migratory water secretly!

Gong Zilin said slowly with a soft eyebrow: "give these things to them. Go and find out song Ningyu's whereabouts for me."

Song Ningyu's whereabouts began to be investigated here. Song Ningyu could not help but fill the beautiful cage with props.

A large basin of carbon fire burned bright and hot in the stone chamber, and all kinds of iron brands, large and small, burned red in the basin of carbon fire. The man with Chinese character face grabbed a whip stained with salt water in his hand, and the water stained by the whip splashed into a large basin of carbon fire, making a creepy sound.

Song Ningyu sat in front of the chair, his cold eyes crossed the man's face, secretly holding the hairpin in his hand and throwing a provocative look at the man.

"Don't fucking flash, write for me, write quickly! If you don't write for me today, I'll beat you to death!" song Ningyu was in a trance with his ferocious appearance, as if he was an old gentleman when he went to school when he was young.

Song Ningyu couldn't help but lift her lips and slightly droop her eyes. Probably only she had this leisure heart. In this case, she was happy.

The man with the national character face was stunned when he saw song Ningyu's smiling face. The whip in his hand fell straight on the ground. Song Ningyu glanced at the prison door and thought about the way to save himself.

Beauty trick? Song Ningyu couldn't do anything about the cruel man in front of him.

Song Ningyu picked up her pen at will and quickly wrote a few words. Her actions were done in one go. She raised her eyebrows towards the man with the national character face outside the cage and said coldly, "after writing, I want to get my life back."

A surprise flashed in the eyes of the man with the national character face. The whole face was as happy as a flower. Song Ningyu was just a weak woman with no strength to bind chickens in the eyes of the public. The man with the national character face glared at Song Ningyu, opened the door and shouted, "be honest. The basement is heavily guarded. If you a weak woman wants to escape, it's a dream."

The man with Chinese character face reached out to get a piece of scribbled paper, looked at the ghost like characters on it and said, "this is what you wrote? Darling, is that something older, so even Lao Tzu can see..."

The voice of the national character face hasn't fallen yet. Song Ningyu has quickly taken back the hairpin in her hand and looked at the blood gushing from her neck. Song Ningyu sighed silently in her heart that killing can also become a habit.

He quickly exchanged his clothes with the clothes of the national face man. Song Ningyu wrapped in Nuo Da's black robe, pulled off the key at the man's waist, took the scribbled paper in one hand, and turned out of the exquisite cage.

These people really want to close her in such a beautiful cage.

Song Ningyu just opened the stone gate and met the obscene man. Seeing song Ningyu covered his face, the man glanced suspiciously around her face.