The whole day, Murong Wu sat there quietly, neither eating nor drinking.
The maid brought the food over, but Murong Wu didn't move, so she had to take it away again.
When Emperor Jueshang received the report, he only frowned, but gave no other instructions.
At noon the next day, Murong Wu, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly opened his eyes.
Suddenly, the whole body was filled with energy and energy.
Emperor Jue Shang and Mo Ling noticed something was wrong at the same time and put down what they were doing and rushed over.
Her eyes were already clear, and her cold cherry lips were slightly raised, as if smiling, but her eyes were cold.
Sensing someone coming, Murong Wu stood up, her peach blossom eyes even more clouded.
The figure was swaying, and the wind was blowing under his feet.
He followed the memory and kept moving along the last route.
The speed was so fast that no one could be caught.
The guard only felt a gust of cool breeze blowing by, and then there was no movement.
Emperor Jueshang came quickly through the air, but there was no trace of him; Mo Ling came with Yu Qi, but the building was already empty.
The two looked at each other and walked quickly in the same direction.
When they reached the garden, the two people who were speeding suddenly stopped together.
Before their eyes, flowers were still blooming and birds were singing, but they knew something was wrong.
Di Jueshang looked around.
Everything was the same as before, but what was unusual was that they had just passed by here.
Mo Ling's handsome face also had a look of condensation, and he also noticed that they had returned to the same place for some reason.
Mo Ling frowned, flicked his sleeves, and a small unicorn phantom flashed, and then ran forward as if it was alive.
The two looked at the phantom.
After a while, the phantom unicorn returned to the place from behind.
The two of them became serious, they were really trapped.
Di Jueshang's face was ugly, his aura increased sharply, and the rain was about to come, but he actually acted passively on his own territory.
Mo Ling's face was equally ugly.
Even if he hadn't shown off his skills for a long time, he shouldn't have fallen for it so easily a second time.
The two of them stood there, watching the phantom keep coming and going, spinning in circles, thinking rapidly in their minds.
Suddenly, the sickle hanging around Di Jueshang's neck gradually rose and then stopped in the air.
When Emperor Jueshang saw this, he paused and reached out to take it off.
Without the restraints, the silver light flashed and struck an inconspicuous stone nearby.
Suddenly, there was a bang, stones scattered in all directions, and then nothing broke invisibly, and the surroundings seemed to change.
The silver pocket death sickle slowly returned to hang quietly on Emperor Jueshang's neck.
Emperor Jueshang and Mo Ling looked at each other, stood up at the same time, and continued to follow.
Mo Ling searched for the scent, "Shang, she is almost out of the city gate."
Di Jueshang didn't respond, but his feet moved faster.
The guard guard was puzzled.
In just a short period of time today, three gusts of dark wind blew by, making the hair on his body stand up strangely.
When we arrived at the city gate, we were familiar with the road.
This time we went out very casually.
Hum, let her be imprisoned to dream.
Murong Wu walked out of the city gate with his front legs, and the two of them arrived at the same time.
There was no shadow left at the city gate, and this was the second time that she was allowed to run away.
Di Jueshang's face was ashen, and he stared in the direction of the smell with a strange look on his face.
Mo Ling was also injured internally.
The two of them tried their best to let a seriously injured woman escape.
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Emperor Jueshang had a frosty look on his face, flicked his long sleeves, and turned around to return to the palace.
Mo Ling looked at him, surprised, sad that he didn't chase after him Looking at the direction Murong Wu left, and then at Di Jueshang, Mo Ling smiled.
He had met his opponent.
Maybe he could ignore her identity.
"Xiaoxiao, where are you?"
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