Mystery: start a secret pavilion

After the power of the curse erupted, it immediately entangled Zhao Yufeng, and Zhao Yufeng's expression twisted instantly.

"You, what is this?!"

"Ah, what the hell!"

"roll!"

As soon as he was exposed to these curses, Zhao Yufeng felt his whole body burn instantly.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that his body was drying up rapidly, as if he had become an octogenarian.

Zhao Yufeng's face and bodily functions did not age, but his vitality had already faded away quickly.

"me……"

"No...you actually...you were cursed by the cursed land!"

"No!"

Finally, with a scream, Zhao Yufeng fell directly to the ground, and stretched out his hand towards Wu Feng.

But at this moment, his expression instantly became extremely resentful.

"Hahaha... I've been tricked, and you...you can't escape either."

"I'm waiting for you in hell!"

Before he touched Wu Feng's trousers, he rolled his eyes and died.

Regarding his words, only Wang Liang and Jun Qingyu cast worried glances, but Wu Feng's heart remained unmoved.

After knowing the system for so long, the system only gave him difficult tasks, but never gave him impossible tasks.

This shows that as long as he searches carefully, at least there is hope that the curse will be lifted.

Even if he can't find a way to lift the curse, he can still burn the secret points to forcefully continue his life!
Therefore, the death situation for others is nothing to him.

At most it's just about to bleed profusely...

Repressing the flashing pain in his heart, Wu Feng shook his head, and sighed pretending to be profound: "You will die if you do many unrighteous actions. This is just your retribution."

"Is this your fellow apprentice brother?"

Jun Qingyu asked curiously, but then shook her head and said, "Forget it, I won't ask, what are you going to do with him?"

"Just leave it like that!"

Wu Feng shrugged: "I don't mind taking him back to the sect for burial, but in this way, I will be the next one to be unlucky."

"So, let's just pretend we didn't see him, and don't reveal the truth to me!"

Patting Wang Liang on both shoulders, Wu Feng said meaningfully: "Now we are two grasshoppers on the same rope. You have seen the whole process. Elder Liu is afraid that he will harm himself, and he will attack you sooner or later."

"Wang Qian's fate, have you seen it too?"

"Brother, what are you talking about!"

Wang Liang held his hand firmly, and said with a righteous face: "I, Wang Liang, don't stand in the sky or the ground, but I like to stand on the side of justice!"

"Brother, you are justice!"

"You, you are too embarrassed to praise me."

Wu Feng cracked his lips into a smile, saying nothing.

Is this what it's like to be behind the scenes?

A little cool.

From the beginning to the end, Qian Xingyao seemed to have no idea what happened, and stood by as if nothing had happened.

"Can we go?"

Seeing that the two had reached a consensus, she asked abruptly.

This guy is only interested in breaking the curse, and she doesn't even look at anything else.

Wu Feng didn't expect the dumbfounded Qian Xingyao to act bravely, and the group continued on their way.

Under the leadership of Jun Qingyu, they found the nearest city. It is said that there is a teleportation array directly to the imperial capital, which is very convenient.

With the help of the city's magic circle, they quickly arrived near the imperial capital.

"Wow!"

Jumping off the spirit treasure boat rented to them by the teleportation array, Wang Liang opened his mouth wide open.

The crowds inside and outside the teleportation array were like weaving, and the friars coming and going were like schools of fish rushing in the ocean. The scene was extremely spectacular.

After walking out of the teleportation array, Wu Feng was also surprised to find that the huge teleportation gate was full of people coming and going. Although it was located in the wilderness, it looked as lively as a city.

Next to the magnificent avenue, there are statues of saints standing, as if they are for the world to admire.

This is the 43 holy days since the establishment of the Gale Dynasty!
Standing silently on both sides of the avenue, the eyes of the 43rd saint traveled through time and space, silently watching the land of the thousand-year-old capital.

After passing through the 43 Holy Road, there is an unusually smoky village, these are the common people who were blessed by the capital of the Gale Dynasty.

The people who live here are all mortals. According to the layout of the Feng Shui master, they live on the side of the imperial city, as the tail of the dragon to raise the dragon's energy.

After these thousands of people, it is the place where the imperial capital really settled down, and it is also the place where countless dignitaries live.

Jun Qingyu left in a hurry, took them to a gorgeous suburban inn, helped them arrange their accommodation, and then said goodbye to the three of them.

However, just as she walked out of the inn gate, she met a group of heavily armed city guards.

"Sure enough, it's Miss Jun's family!"

"Miss Qingyu, please stay!"

The city guards surrounded him respectfully, but the weapons in their hands did not relax at all, instead they became more fully armed.

Jun Qingyu was not surprised either, she asked: "Has His Royal Highness the Third Prince returned?"

"To tell the truth, Miss Qingyu, we are also here for this matter. Of course, we are also worried about Miss Qingyu, your safety."

"Miss Jun, I don't know if you went to the land of the curse, what happened?"

"Um……"

Jun Qingyu thought for a while, straightened her clothes and hair, and said to the small captain of the city guard: "Please take me into the palace, I want to meet the Holy Majesty."

The disappearance of a prince is a major event, and the city guards did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly took her to the palace.

The capital is already a prosperous place in the world, and the imperial palace is even more magnificent, with many buildings.

After the city guard handed her over to the inner guard, the inner guard led Jun Qingyu all the way to a cold hall.

This is the imperial study where the emperor resides. Except for family and country affairs, other matters will be dealt with here.

It was also Jun Qingyu's first time entering here, and even though she had always been calm, her palms were sweating from nervousness.

Behind the heavy golden curtains, the tall figure of the Son of Heaven was looming, and he accepted Jun Qingyu's visit calmly.

But the strange thing is that the emperor didn't rush to ask the whereabouts of the third prince, but asked nonchalantly: "Qing Yu, what did you see when you went to the cursed land?"

"My daughter..."

Jun Qingyu's eyes moved slightly, but her voice replied calmly: "Because of being careless for a while, the subject was separated from His Royal Highness during the riot of the cursed thing."

"Fortunately, there is a family talisman, and I met a friend on the outskirts, so I escaped from the cursed land safely."

She wisely stopped and didn't mention the third prince.

"The Cursed Thing Riot?"

The emperor repeated it, and then said flatly: "Although there are riots several times a year, riots during the day are rare."

"Did you see any other anomalies?"

"Other anomalies?"

Jun Qingyu said suspiciously: "Return to the Holy Majesty, the servants don't know."

"It's just... when the cursed thing rioted, our concealment talisman just failed."

"Could it be related to this matter?"