Listening to his words, and then looking at his increasingly unserious smile, Leng Lingyun's face instantly sank, and he secretly said in his heart, Sure enough, for this kind of goods, I shouldn't have the slightest worry at all, and it doesn't look like something is wrong.
Thinking so in her heart, she glanced at him fiercely, turned neatly and boarded the carriage specially prepared for her, directly ignoring his existence.
Yin Luochen saw her reaction, so he took a long breath, and glanced deeply at the ghost hand holy doctor who was still standing aside, and nodded slightly at him, and there was a deep gratitude and hint in the intersecting eyes that only the two of them could understand.
When the group was far away to the point that there were only small black dots left, Yin Qi's deliberately suppressed voice sounded, "Young master, it's time to go back" "Hmm" Yin Luochen's eyebrows sank, and finally glanced into the distance, touched the position of his heart, answered lightly, and turned around firmly.
He's going to do what he's supposed to do, no matter what his father's intentions are for this move that he doesn't understand, this time he's going to pick up two hundred percent determination to take the throne of the ghost realm.
Because he is not only to give himself a salvation that has been dormant for many years, but also to better protect the people he wants to protect, so he cannot afford to lose Because of the advance arrangements and meticulous preparations of Yin Luochen, along the way, it should have been a tiring and boring journey, but Leng Lingyun really experienced a luxurious royal parade.
Not only did she not have the slightest hard work of traveling, but she also traveled through a lot of rare scenery in the ghost world along the way, which made her originally depressed heart gradually relax a lot.
On the contrary, it was the ghost king, who was able to go in and out with her at first, but later he declared that he was unwell, and even the ghost horse he was proud of did not ride, but got a carriage like himself, and nested in it every day.
Even the Ghost Hand Holy Doctor, who was always by her side, rarely showed up, but spent more time in the carriage of the Ghost King, and in the face of their strange behavior, Leng Lingyun's curiosity in his heart became more and more serious.
Finally, after seven or eight days like this, he quickly approached the carriage where the ghost king was by taking advantage of the time to stop and rest.
It didn't matter if she was closer, as she got closer, she smelled a more and more bloody aura, Leng Lingyun's face changed instantly, and she broke in directly.
Although there were many elite soldiers guarding her, knowing her identity, coupled with the special situation that she was pregnant, no one dared to really do anything with her, so Leng Lingyun quickly came to the carriage and quickly lifted the curtain on the carriage.
Leng Lingyun's brows furrowed tightly, and he spoke with a slight tremor in his voice, "What are you doing?"
While speaking, Leng Lingyun's gaze first fell on the medicinal herb filled with aura in the hand of the Ghost Hand Holy Doctor, and the familiar aura made her immediately know what this medicinal herb was.
Then it was locked straight on, and the white cloth on the ghost king's wrist that had not had time to be wrapped, and the little red on it stimulated Leng Lingyun's nerves for a moment.
As sharp as she was, she immediately realized something, and the guess in her head gradually took shape, so that she had to hold on to the wooden frame on the edge of the carriage to be able to stabilize her figure.
But her gaze did not give way, she was waiting for the explanation of the two people
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