After wearing a book, the paranoid villain spoils me to heaven

Chapter 275 Alan Lige Disfigured
The maid hurriedly lowered her head, "It's said that I'm still investigating... maybe... maybe it's because the maid forgot to extinguish the charcoal fire in the small kitchen."

Qian Yu hurriedly ran to Weiyang Palace, feeling that she had never passed so fast in her life.

The original broken walls and ruins of Weiyang Palace have been smoked black. The collapsed palaces, broken beams, and scorched floor tiles are all lifeless.

There are only a few palace attendants sorting out the black tiles around, and the main hall of Weiyang Palace has long lost its original appearance.

Qian Yu knelt on the ground weakly, only feeling a little dizzy.

Those palace servants hurried over to help her, Qian Yu pushed them away, and asked anxiously: "Where is the imperial concubine? Where is she...?"

"Returning to Your Highness, Weiyang Palace has been destroyed, and the body of the noble concubine is now parked in the outer hall, waiting for burial. But... it has been burnt, and nothing can be seen."

The palace attendant originally served Noble Concubine Murong, and shed tears while talking.

"You all go down." Qian Yu closed her eyes, and now she just wanted to be alone.

Several palace attendants left in a panic, Qian Yu looked at the dark wreckage on the ground, and a tear slowly flowed from the corner of his eye.

[Qing Ning, help me search, is there anyone here who has left mental power? 】

Qing Ning searched and shook her head, [No, I did it very carefully, maybe a spiritual master wiped away the spiritual power. 】

Qian Yu clenched her fist slightly, she absolutely did not believe that Concubine Murong would die in her sleep!

【Then join me to find out if there are any traces left by the God Empress.Such a big fire, I don't believe it can cover up everything! 】

【Know it. 】

Qian Yu walked all the way to the original small kitchen of Weiyang Palace, and this place was indeed the most severely burned place, the entire stove was almost turned into powder, and the original appearance could not be seen at all.

The court lady who was in charge of setting the fire back then had already been buried in the sea of ​​flames, but now there is no proof of death.

【Qiao Yu, I suddenly remembered that I used my mental power to mark the God Empress and her court ladies that day. If they had been here, I should have known about it, but now I have not sensed their aura at all. 】

Not the Queen of God?

Could it be the Happy King again?
She hasn't had time to check Jun Buhui's identity, but she has already written to her brother, and he will investigate and find out.

No, maybe it's the other subordinates of the Queen of God.

Qian Yu walked back to the original main hall of Weiyang Palace, she entangled with vines and removed beams one by one, and finally poured out an open space.

Concubine Murong's bed was not completely burned out, only a skeleton remained.

Qian Yu sensed it with her mental strength, and suddenly found that the bed bone was actually hollowed out.

Trembling, Asagi took out a roll of silk handkerchief from the bed bone.

It said, "The body is fake, don't read it, I'm fine."

It's the handwriting of Concubine Murong!

【Great, the empress is still alive! 】

【Well, this silk handkerchief does indeed retain the spiritual power of Concubine Murong, at least it shows that Concubine Murong touched it. 】

Qian Yu hurriedly put away the silk handkerchief, and no longer paid attention to the ruins. Concubine Murong still has the ability to leave a message for her, so she must be safe at this moment.

Qian Yu returned to Yu Huan Hall.

"Qingxuan, tell me to go on. Concubine Murong died. I feel sad. I haven't seen anyone in the past few days."

"Yes, Your Highness."

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West Oak.

"Dangdang!"

Nishang was taken aback, it seemed that the person inside had gone crazy again.

The new sisters did not know which one of the reverse scales of that one had been touched, and now that one is going crazy, more and more unscrupulous.

Nishang hurried into the fragrant Nuan Pavilion.

"My lord, but this wine is not to your liking? Would you like Nishang to play a song for your lord?"

Hearing the soft and numb voice of the neon clothes, Yalan Lige's mood improved a lot.

He squinted his eyes, looking at Nishang's graceful figure with both eyeballs, wishing he could do something else quickly.

Nishang was disgusted by this stare, she is a musician, not a brothel girl, but today she said that if she doesn't please this lord, all of them will die!
Nishang endured the fear in his heart, and played his best tune. The melody was melodious and long, and even the sisters around were fascinated by it, but Nishang's heart became colder and colder.

The grown-up never took his eyes off her, and she couldn't help feeling disgusted by the lewd eyes.

What about the Divine Spirit Realm?In the end, it's just that the background is good enough.

If he came from a miserable background like them, this person must be a street slut that everyone shouts and beats.

Before the song was over, Nishang suddenly felt a figure appear in front of him, and then his hand was held.

The sisters next to me couldn't bear this kind of behavior, "My lord, we are musicians, we don't sell ourselves as performers!"

Yalan Li Geben was drunk and depressed, and immediately lost his temper when he heard such disobedient words.

He wobbled around and kicked the person who made the sound.

Nishang was startled, she wanted to escape, but she knew that if she escaped, all the sisters in the room would die!

This adult has only been in West Oak City for three days, and he has already patronized the Qijiale Hall. Although he has not killed anyone for the time being, his temper is getting worse and worse.

The last music hall has already begun to draw the sword, if today...

Nishang didn't dare to think about it anymore, she gritted her teeth, stepped forward to hold Yalan Lige's arm, and said softly: "My lord, you dote on others so much, but you made my servant jealous."

Yalan Lige showed a wretched smile, it was nothing more than being relegated to West Oak City, but there was no woman who was willing to obey him, they were all arrogant people, and now finally there is a sensible one.

Yalan Lige grabbed Nishang's waist, his calloused hands hurt Nishang.

Seeing the other disgusting hand getting closer and closer to his clothes, Nishang's eyes couldn't stop crying.

God, who can save her?
Nishang closed her eyes in fear, but the disgusting feeling never happened.

There were exclamations and screams from around, and warm liquid was splashed on Nishang's face, exuding a strong smell of blood.

With the strength in his waist withdrawing, Nishang bravely opened his eyes and found that there was a deep bloodstain on Alan Lige's face, extending from the left cheek, to the bridge of the nose, to the right eye.

On the opposite side of her, stood a dozen or so people in black robes, all looking at Yalan Lige with cold eyes.

"If you don't want to die, get out." A red-eyed man standing in the middle said coldly.

Nishang's legs were a little weak, but she stood up forcefully and ran away from the music hall with all her strength.

Maybe there really is a God in this world, and in the most critical time, God will hear her inner prayer and bestow blessings.

Yalan Lige's legs were also weak, and he sat down trembling.

He couldn't be more familiar with the demons in front of him.

Black robe, blood rose symbol, his lifelong enemy.

"You...you dare to set foot on the territory of the human race!" Yalan Lige looked at Ye Mo, thinking about the possibility of his own survival, but he didn't think of a way out at all.

Back then, Yalan Yun dared to openly marry the demons, largely because of his love and indulgence.

Now that Yalan Yun is dead, he ran into Ye Mo in the late stage of the gods...

(End of this chapter)