The irascible and mad concubine whose soul traveled through ancient times has room

Wen Ning dimmed the flashlight to the darkest level, so that he could only see the road under his feet. Even if there were people, he wouldn't be able to see that there was light even if he was farther away.

Wen Ning burrowed under the jujube tree along the path, feeling a stab of pain all over his body. Wen Ning could clearly feel that there were many wounds scratched by sharp thorns on his hands, back and feet.

Presumably the same is true for Ah Qi.

Wen Ning couldn't help but scolded Huiyuan's little bald donkey hundreds of times.

Although he couldn't see the direction clearly in the forest, Wen Ning could still clearly feel that the trail was heading in the direction they had chosen during the day.

Don't ask why, just ask how it feels

Slowly, the two of them clearly felt that there were fewer jujube trees around them, and they were less likely to be stabbed.

The road became more and more empty as we walked, and the path disappeared. Wen Ning took out the display screen from the space and connected it to the mosquito.

After confirming your position, it is correct

The two of them stood there with their eyes wide open, wondering what they were thinking about. Just look for it.

I searched back and forth dozens of times, but couldn't find anything, a normal place that couldn't be more normal.

Wen Ning searched around dozens of times to confirm that there was no mechanism. Seeing that there were no clues tonight, Wen Ning had no choice but to disappear with Ah Qi.

In the space, Wen Ning tried to break his head, but he couldn't figure it out. Could it be that Huiyuan's little bald donkey really tricked him?

snort! If that little bald donkey dares to play tricks on himself and cause himself to be pricked by jujube thorns and turn into a hedgehog, then he will destroy his palace no matter what he says.

"Princess, is it possible that the time is wrong? Didn't the abbot say it's the second or third day of the Lunar New Year? Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. Do you want to check again tomorrow?"

Wen Ning thought for a while, okay, then just wait one more day.

"That makes sense. Let's take a look tomorrow. If we still don't find anything tomorrow, I will take you to destroy the Main Hall."

After saying that, Wen Ning stood up, clapped his hands, and walked toward the rooms and halls.

What Wen Ning didn't know was that Huiyuan, who was copying Buddhist scriptures in the bamboo house, had sneezed three times in a row tonight.

Huiyuan shook her head helplessly and continued to copy the scriptures without any distractions.

"Okay, let's have a rest and we'll talk about it tomorrow night."

It’s getting late, and Wen Ning doesn’t want to delay anymore.

After opening the connection between the space and the outside world so that he can know the news outside at any time, he went to wash up and rest.

In the Prince Regent's Mansion, Mo Chenyuan sat on the small couch that Wen Ning used to like to sit on, staring blankly at the red plum blossoms outside the window and the white snow falling.

The fragrance of red plum blossoms fills your nostrils, and the other courtyard is bustling. It is only his and Aning's courtyard, and the courtyard door is closed.

All the slaves were sent to the front yard by Mo Chenyuan to have fun. In the whole yard, only he and Ye Yi

Although Mo Chenyuan was looking at the red plums, his thoughts were far away, and the caution in his heart made him feel a little restless.

He wanted to find his wife, but he didn't know where to look, so he didn't check. He knew that when Aning's aircraft was worn,

There will be no traces left in this world

I read the letter in my hand over and over again, wishing I could fly to An Ning immediately. What on earth is going on? I can take Ah Qi with me, but I can’t take myself with me.

The more Mo Chenyuan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. Now Aning would lie to himself. Hey, I feel so disappointed.

How could Wen Ning know that Mo Chenyuan was so disappointed? In the big bed room of the space, Wen Ning was lying on his back, sleeping soundly.

When he woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon the next day. Wen Ning was not in a hurry to get out of the room and had a leisurely dinner.

Wen Ning called Ah Qi and sat on the sofa to catch up on the TV series. Ah Qi sat on the small bench beside him, watching with gusto.

This is Ah Qi's first time watching TV. There are no TVs in other areas of the laboratory, but in his own room,

It is my own private space. No one else has been here except Mo Chenyuan. I was thinking about celebrating the New Year this time, so I made an exception and asked Ah Qi to watch TV with me.

Watching and watching, seeing that it was about to be the third watch, Wen Ning turned off the TV and looked out of the space with full vigilance, while staring at the clock on the wall, waiting for the time to come, and then rushed out immediately

Just buy Wen Ning and wait for the alarm clock on the wall to ring. When he rushes out immediately, some sounds reach Wen Ning's ears.

Hearing the movement, Ah Qi immediately became alert and quietly looked at the movement outside the space. After a while, a group of people in black appeared in their field of vision. They were all wearing black clothes and covering their faces.

One by one they passed through their field of vision. Wen Ning counted them. There were 21 of them. One of them was carrying a woman on his shoulder.

The woman's hands and feet were tied, and her mouth was stuffed with a cloth. She seemed to have fainted. Wen Ning immediately released a small mosquito and flew silently.

Behind the last man in black, although it was winter, Kyushu City was still very warm. It was normal for these flying mosquitoes to appear in the mountains and forests at night, so the other party did not notice it.

The little mosquitoes released by Wen Ning

After the group of people walked away, Wen Ning and Ah Qi stepped out of the space and looked at the direction in which the other person was going.

The two followed quietly, and it was obvious that the other party was good at martial arts, and he was also a master.

In order to prevent the other party from discovering it, the two did not dare to follow. They could only follow the mosquito with the display screen, maintaining a distance of one kilometer.

After walking for about 10 minutes, the positioning of the mosquito showed that it had stopped. Wen Ning switched to regent mode.

I saw a small cabin where the other party stopped. The group of people stood in front of the cabin and talked quietly to each other. The woman had disappeared.

Then he controlled the small mosquito to fly into the house. After flying into the crack of the door, Wen Ning could clearly see the situation inside the house.

More than 30 girls were tied up in various ways in the house, all of them were naked. There were more than a dozen women who were hung from the beams by their hands and seemed to have no breath.

Drips of blood flowed from the woman's lower body along her thighs to her toes, and then dripped from her toes.

All was dripped into the small bowl directly below. There was already less than half a bowl of blood in the small bowl.

Except for the woman who was just kidnapped

The woman is still fully clothed and seems to be in a coma. She is still lying on the ground casually.

Seeing this situation, Ah Qi quickly turned away. He was a simple boy. He didn't even have a woman he admired, so he didn't dare to look at her. Wen Ning didn't pay attention to Ah Qi's movements.

Just continue to watch the flying situation in the house without blinking.

An old monk wearing cassocks, holding his hands behind his back, looked at the dozen women in front of him with a smile and satisfaction.

The women on the ground were frightened, huddled together and shivered, looking at the old monk and the dozen or so women hanging on the beams in horror.

If my mouth hadn't been gagged, I would have screamed a lot.

Seeing this situation, Wen Ning's chest rose and fell violently.

What's going on? Looking at this posture, I'm afraid he's doing something evil again.

After a quarter of an hour, no more blood dripped, and the old monk took ten porcelain bottles from the table next to him.