Ling Luoyu's heart is a Lin, turn over to jump up, fly body falls on the beam, raise a hand to wipe to the place of deep color.
"Ink ice?"
Ink ice, a kind of paint for drawing murals, can be attached to the wall.
In the ink ice, there is a faint smell of grass, indicating that in the ink ice, there are other things.
From a commanding position, Ling Luoyu looked at the ground and sketched out the imprint of the handwriting.
Ink Xuan dust should be in the ink ice to add something, and then smear them on the beam.
As time goes by, the ink ice reacts chemically and drops to the ground, which forms an imprint.
That is to say, Mo Xuan dust did not come back.
This handwriting was left by him for a long time. It was only at that time that it dropped to the ground and formed an imprint.
"Mo Xuan dust..."
Ling Luoyu has an uncomfortable feeling in his heart.
What is mo xuanchen doing?!
Why is it so mysterious?
They have been living and dying together. What else can she not know??
Suddenly -
Ling Luoyu suddenly shrunk and looked at the mark in front of him.
"Queen of demons..."
Speaking of it, the empress is mo xuanchen's grandmother and his mother's own mother!
Can we say that his departure has something to do with his mother?!
Ling Luoyu thought of Jin Zhu and her words again!
She said that she knew where Mo xuanchen's mother was imprisoned!!
Does Mo xuanchen go to rescue his mother?!
Turning over and jumping off, Ling Luoyu put on his shoes, grabbed a coat and jumped out of the terrace.
"Whoosh!"
The big wings of Li Huo Shen Feng suddenly appeared. When she was about to fall to the ground, she suddenly caught her and flew up into the night sky, flying towards the back hall.
In the high altitude, Ling Luoyu turned over and jumped down, landed steadily on the ridge of the back hall, and then fell to one side of the corridor.
The foot just stands firm, a touch of cold stabs under the neck: "who?"
Ling Luoyu gently raised his hands and slowly turned around: "it's me!"
Xue Jie was stunned and quickly took the sword.
"Miss Ling, it's midnight..."
Xue Jie, dressed in a middle coat and holding a sword barefoot, was obviously awakened in her sleep.
"I want to see your master!"
"You? Now? "
Xue Jie subconsciously looks at the palace of weak candle light.
"But the master is asleep!"
Ling Luoyu didn't want to explain to her and turned to open the door.
The night watchman ningzi and others had already woken up and watched her come in, all of them were confused.
"Miss Ling, are you?"
"Shh!"
Ling Luoyu pointed up his lips and motioned for the silence of ningzi and others.
"You all go out!"
Ning Zi looks to Xue Jie, in her nod sign, withdraw one after another.
Xue Jiefang wants to go, but Ling Luoyu calls him.
"Sister Xue!"
Xue Jie understood and closed the door of the temple and led her to the sleeping bed of the demon queen.
On the bed, the magic queen holds the brocade quilt to sleep sweetly.
Ling Luoyu stands tall and looks at her tightly.
The literal meaning left by Mo xuanchen also has a layer of meaning -
here is the clue of his mother.
Seeing her silent, Xue Jie became more and more nervous: "Ling girl, you..."
"What rumors do you hear about your young lady?"
Xue Jie pupil suddenly shrinks: "what do you ask this to do?"
Ling Luoyu's pupils are dim, and suddenly turn to look at her eyes.
Xue Jie's answer, to a certain extent, is tantamount to acquiesce in the rumor.
Otherwise, she would give an extremely negative answer instead of asking her the other way around.
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