Chapter 682

The old clan leader hesitated to walk and was silent for a while. Gradually, some distant voices came: "did you ever think about the consequences? You're going to pull the ethereal clan into hell! There are a group of madmen in the royal family! It's easy to provoke! You're only the first half of a year, how can you be so reckless!"

"Hum, I'm reckless? If you hadn't been in the way, the whole misty would have belonged to me..."

As the voice gradually drifted away, song Ningyu subconsciously looked at Chen Hua with a blue face, raised her hand and patted her on the shoulder. Song Ningxue never left a way back, let alone showed mercy. When she left such a large group of people alone to escape from the mausoleum and ascend the throne, song Ningyu had seen her thoroughly.

After all, those who have been emperor for a few days now have more and more cruel means.

Kuehua collected her hatred at the bottom of her eyes and pulled out a sneer at Song Ningyu. The Parthenocissus leaf on one hand was crushed in kuehua's hand, with a faint cyan: "one day, I will let her pay the price!"

I only heard a cry in the crowd and shouted, "no, the thief ran out. Hurry! Hurry up!"

"Run that way, come on!"

"No, go and inform the patriarch and the eldest lady that people have run out!"

The sound of the bell Ding in the whole secret forest rang out. Countless people came and went on the corridor. An ink shadow broke through the air and landed in the dark alley with song Ningyu. Countless people rushed towards the three people with knives and guns.

As soon as song Ningyu turned around, she saw that there were still some blood stains on Gong Zilin's chest. A demon's face could not be seen in the darkness. The light smell of blood startled song Ningyu. She hurried forward and touched Gong Zilin's pulse with one hand.

Gong Zilin looked at the person in front of him in surprise, frowned fiercely, and shouted, "what are you doing here!" she, a person who doesn't know the array, dared to break into here!

After touching the pulse image, song Ningyu breathed a sigh of relief. Gong Zilin's internal power had been restored. She explored it with her internal power. It seemed that it became more powerful after being suppressed.

Taking back his hand, he raised his eyebrow at Gong Zilin: "why? You can get in and out of this place freely, and miss Ben can't get in and out?"

"Why don't you give it to her? Because song Ningxue?" Gong Zilin's eyes were slightly cold. Song Ningxue's cruel woman was not like a person at all! The color of calculation in his head, even his imperial family, should give way!

Chen Hua humed coldly: "grandpa has been bought by her! However, Miss Ben of the misty family will take it back sooner or later and will never let it fall into song Ningxue's hands!"

When he was in the mausoleum, he Hua saved song Ningxue's life, but he never thought song Ningxue would bite the hand that feeds him! These days, it's true that those who have grace are still like grandchildren, and those who owe grace are like uncles.

Song Ningyu shook her head: "song Ningxue hates me. Seeing my pain, she doesn't know how happy she will be. Naturally, she won't easily give me the misty decision."

Kan Hua glanced at the corridor where the shadow of the human figure had passed, and pulled song Ningyu's deep and long robe: "this is not a place to talk. Let's go back first."

The three men meandered all the way towards the dark bluestone street, and returned to the black and white chessboard. Song Ningyu frowned slightly: "if this chessboard goes wrong, it's dangerous."

Gong Zilin's figure had jumped on the chessboard of the team, turned back and shouted at them: "just take the steps of twenty-eight stars. Come on, follow me."

He Hua patted his head as if he had a feeling: "yes, the gatekeeper is the 28 stars! How do you know!" the three figures jumped up between the black and white chessboard. The strong wind rolled up the residue and broken grass on the ground, which made people's eyes fascinated. Song Ningyu stared at the chessboard that was coming to an end, and his heart tightened.

About because of the strong wind, song Ningyu's last foot deviated, slipped under his feet, and rushed down to that side!

Gong Zilin took song Ningyu fiercely into his arms, and jumped towards the end in a few steps. Chen Hua flashed the hidden weapon, ran to Gong Zilin in a few steps, patted his heart and said angrily: "Gong Zilin! Even if you want to protect Ning Yu, please note that there is someone behind you!"

Gong Zilin raised his eyebrows, loosened the man in his arms, turned and walked into the long stone path on the other side. Under the mountain forest, there was a stone like palace. A pair of jade patterns were printed at the main entrance of the stone hall. Gong Zilin stood at the door and said, "I wanted to go in and get it, but there was no magic jade, so I had to turn back." As a result, when I turned back, I met the soldiers who were coming to explore.

Song Ningyu felt the two Jades from her arms and slowly printed the huge stone door. The dusty stone door slowly opened. With the mechanism clucking sound, it made a loud sound. Such a sound is bound to disturb the people of the misty family.

Vaguely, countless footsteps came towards this side, and a huge air flow rushed out of the stone gate. Gong Zilin subconsciously pulled song Ningyu into his arms and flashed towards the stone wall. Seeing that the situation was bad, he also flashed in the past. He looked at Gong Zilin who always protected song Ningyu in his arms with envy, and his eyes flashed slightly.

In her mind, something seemed to flash by. She couldn't remember those things hidden in her memory.

Song Ningyu picked an eyebrow: "you don't have to envy me. When Feng Wu was in the mausoleum, he treated you like this." Feng Wu almost responded to her at that time. He was a typical good man at home. Song Ningyu still remembers the conversation he first met with Chen Hua when Feng Wu was still rich.

Chen Hua was a little indifferent and asked, "who is Fengwu? Why don't I remember such a person?"

Song Ningyu looked at Peihua in surprise. A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes. She touched Peihua's pulse like a touch. It was not wrong: "you... You don't remember him? But you remember me..." she still remembered Gong Zilin. She remembered all the people, but she forgot Fengwu? Song Ningyu thought it was quite strange.

Kuehua shook her head. The strong wind was blowing her hair. The moonlight was hidden in the clouds. It was cold and dark, reflecting kuehua's confused face. Song Ningyu believed that she was definitely not lying to herself, so she said it deliberately. But it is clear that when she came a few days ago, Kan Hua also told her about Fengwu

"We'll talk about these later..." before Gong Zilin's voice fell, he fiercely protected song Ningyu behind him, stretched out his hand to cut off the golden arrow from the swish. Song Ningyu, who was blocked behind, looked at Gong Zilin's tall figure, and his eyes were slightly dark. Since he was going to marry Ming Tianni, why bother to recruit her again now.