The villain's daily corpse collection

"Have those people been trapped there forever?" After the few people left the tavern, Yuan Xiang couldn't help but look back at the closed door.

There was a sign on the door saying the shop was closed today, which was hung by the owner himself.

Having worked in the wine shop for so many years, she knew how to distinguish masters. The group of people who just came didn't even step into her shop. The ten or so monks were unable to move, especially the woman in the lead, who added a chill to the late autumn.

The boss looked down at the raised frost blades on the ground. It was not winter yet, and he didn't know where they came from.

After the monks were immobilized by the master, the shop assistants quickly collected the fragile bottles and jars around them, started to wipe the table, and turned the stools behind them upside down on the table.

The monks from Lin'an Palace and Congshan Gate could only stare blankly. No matter what incantations they chanted silently in their hearts, it was of no avail. The aqua-blue seals on their bodies even became tighter and tighter. In the end, they had no choice but to give up and admit defeat.

"When they are calm and at peace, the knot will automatically unravel." Wang Wei shrugged nonchalantly, "Why? They treat you like this, and you're still thinking about them?"

"That's not true..."

"Where is Du Ximiao? Why are you here alone?" Huo Feng discovered the situation.

"You are the one who protects His Highness. What are you doing alone in the tavern now?" Jun Zhao has not forgotten his life in this life. He should be Zhuang Boyan's identity at this moment.

Previously, Jun Zhao, in the identity of Zhuang Boyan, told his father in this life that he did not intend to continue to serve in the palace. The current political situation in the palace was turbulent, and His Majesty allowed his children to fight. He did not want to stay in such a chaotic place.

After a few questions were raised, the scene became quiet for a while, and Yuan Xiang seemed not to want to face them directly.

"Yuan Xiang, why are your clothes so dirty? There are dead grass stuck on them, and your hair..." Song Zuoru looked at the stubble around his mouth and was a little surprised for a moment.

After this reminder, Wang Wei and others finally noticed that during the time they were apart, Yuan Xiang had gone from a young guard to someone so weathered.

His hair was messy and knotted at the ends. His eyes were dark blue, as if he had been up all day and night. His clothes were in good shape, but the edges were obviously worn and the hem was stained with some dirt.

"Why don't you go to the inn and wash up first, then change your clothes? Why are you standing on the street and talking about this?"

Several people entered the inn, and Bo Shangmiao went to check in. After Yuan Xiang finished washing and changed into clean clothes, everyone gathered in a spacious room.

"Can we speak now?" Jun Zhao asked first.

Yuan Xiang looked around at everyone, then found a seat and sat down, saying slowly, "She's gone."

"What do you mean? Gone? You are her personal bodyguard with a sword, and you just let her go? Who is she? Why did you let her go with a bunch of monsters?" Jun Zhao stood up and looked at Yuan Xiang in disbelief.

Zhuang Boyan met Du Ximiao when she was in the cold palace, and also met Yuan Xiang at the same time.

As his father was an official, Zhuang Boyan became a companion to the emperor's son and occasionally visited the palace. He was a few years older than the two of them, so he lent a hand and saved them in their most difficult period. So the relationship between the two of them seemed indifferent on the surface, but in fact it was deep and solid.

"Those monsters aren't bad, why can't they leave?" The gods have always been prejudiced against the monsters, and Wang Wei is very clear about this. She was once in the same group as the monsters, so she can empathize with them. "Du Ximiao must have encountered a great danger, so he drove you away. Don't you understand this?"

"Impossible! She can't be in danger." Yuan Xiang denied it flatly, "She is with her new ally, talking very closely, and the place she is in is also secret and safe. How could something go wrong?"

"New ally? Who?" Jun Zhao asked.

"The Fifth Emperor's daughter, Princess Wan Yu, Du Yunyi." Yuan Xiang slowly gave the name.

"What contact did they have before?" Jun Zhao asked again.

“If I remember correctly, they had met earlier at the Water Official Temple in Yangyue City. Later, the Fifth Emperor’s daughter disguised herself as a cultivator and entered the secret realm to grab treasures.” Wang Wei recalled the emperor’s daughter who was willing to take risks herself, and felt a little admiration in his heart.

"It's her." Yuan Xiang nodded, "She is harmless to Your Highness and is a trustworthy ally."

"When did you break up with her?" Huo Feng wondered. "It feels like you've been wandering the streets for a long time."

"About ten days ago, there was a manor on the outskirts of Fuyuan City. It was Du Yunyi's private property. Du Ximiao drove me away there."

Yuan Xiang recalled that day when Du Ximiao called him to her side with a somewhat cold expression. He didn't care but asked what happened. But Xiaoyu and A Diao stood beside her, one on each side, like guardians on both sides, making the atmosphere here solemn.

Du Ximiao sat in the main seat and did not look directly at him: "Go away, Yuan Xiang, I will give you freedom."

"What?" Yuan Xiang thought he was hallucinating. He widened his eyes and looked up at the girl in front of him.

"I don't need you anymore, it's that simple." Du Ximiao said bluntly, "You don't have to bear the mission my mother gave you..."

"This is not a burden, it is the path I chose!" Yuan Xiang interrupted Du Ximiao, and then strode forward, but was stopped by Xiaoyu and A Diao. Yuan Xiang did not intend to listen to Du Ximiao, so he drew his knife and fought with the two.

Mortals are inherently weak, and even if Yuan Xiang had practiced before, he was still a little behind. The ferocious nature and strength of the two men could only be completely suppressed by a stronger force.

Yuan Xiang was pinned down by the two men, unable to move. His eyes were red and his breathing was heavy. But his eyes were still fixed on Du Ximiao, refusing to move away, as if he wanted to catch a glimpse of her regret or deception.

However, her eyes were clear and penetrating, looking into his heart, and then hurried away.

"See? This is the gap between you two. There is no advantage in keeping you by my side, right?" Du Ximiao stood up and walked to Yuan Xiang, looking down at him from a rather condescending perspective.

"You go, it will be good for both of us."

Yuan Xiang sighed, "Indeed... I am of no use to her. We did encounter many dangers along the way... Xiaoyu and A Diao are much more perceptive than me in many aspects. I am a mortal and I lost completely."

Huo Feng walked over and patted his shoulder. "I guess she was worried about your safety, so she drove you away. The Fifth Emperor's daughter is also a cultivator, and she has cultivator masters around her. You are the only mortal around Du Ximiao. If something happens to you, she will definitely not be able to bear the consequences."

"No, she doesn't believe me at all." Yuan Xiang said firmly, "She is surrounded by many experts now, and I am just a grain of wheat in her wheat field. To her, it doesn't matter."