Bei Muye couldn't sleep well these days and felt restless. Whenever he closed his eyes, he would always remember the old Northern Emperor's instructions to him.
Bei Muye got up a little irritably, and Taoist Shangqing came in quickly when he heard the noise.
"Your Majesty, you can't sleep?" Taoist Shangqing asked.
"How is she doing?" Bei Muye asked.
"Now the town doll has been repaired, and the children found in the past few days have good horoscopes, so the leader's progress is pretty smooth. If nothing goes wrong, he will be able to practice magic in a month at most!" Shangqing said The man said quickly.
One month... Bei Muye clenched his fingers, a little unhappy, "It takes so long?"
"Your Majesty, the production of this doll is complicated and requires the right time, place and people. One person is the fastest time!" Taoist Shangqing said.
Bei Muye frowned, okay, he would just endure it for another month...
"Go down!" Bei Muye waved his hand and lay down again.
Taoist Shangqing nodded, quietly retreated, and carefully closed the door for Bei Muye.
Bei Muye forced herself to fall asleep.
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. As long as he rules the world, he will erect memorial arches for these children when the time comes!
At this moment, in the tent outside Wangchuan City, Ayao, who was sleeping, suddenly sat up, her eyes glowing red.
Ayao sat upright, as if she sensed something, and jumped out of the tent.
A Yi, who had been secretly monitoring A Yao, saw A Yao leaving the camp, hesitated, and chased after him.
Ayao's small body galloped in the dark night and arrived at the foot of Wangchuan City in one breath.
Under the pale moonlight, the city of Wangchuan shrouded in black mist was like a big black pot, covering everything in the pot.
A Yao hesitated for a moment, then quickly rushed into the black mist and disappeared after a while.
Ayi was stunned and quickly chased after him, but she was stunned when faced with the black mist.
She had already heard the Chen brothers mention how powerful the black mist was, and this Ayao...
A Yi hesitated for a moment and hurried back to report to Anyi.
Ayi went to find Anyi, while Qin Yanran was guarding outside.
"I want to see Madam!" Ayi stepped forward and whispered.
Now there was no candlelight in the tent, and the lady and the prince had already rested, but thinking of the seriousness of the matter, Ayi still stepped forward boldly.
Qin Yanran glanced at the tent behind her in embarrassment and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? The prince and his wife have already rested!"
Ah Yi was very determined: "It's a very important thing!"
Qin Yanran hesitated for a moment and went to report.
Soon the tent was lit with red candles, and Ayi was invited in.
An Yi sat beside the couch with his outer robe on, straightened the curtain behind him to block Feng Qingchen in the curtain, raised his eyes and asked A Yi: "But what's the matter with little Lanfu?"
A Yi quickly said: "Madam, it's not Miss, it's A Yao. I saw with my own eyes that A Yao entered Wangchuan City just now!"
An Yi was stunned: "How did she get in?"
A Yi said: "I just rushed in and disappeared all of a sudden! I didn't dare to come forward rashly, so I came back to report!"
An Yi frowned. The formation was so powerful, but Ayao walked in with such arrogance...
An Yi stood up, put on his robe, and whispered: "Let's go and have a look!"
At this moment, Feng Qingchen had already put on the midfielder, pulled open the curtain and asked, "What's wrong?"
Ayi raised her eyes and glanced at Feng Qingchen. She saw the man's black hair was like a waterfall. His long hair was randomly pulled into a bun. The hairpin was made of plain cold jade without any pattern. The red clothes were dazzling. The man's white hair was as white as jade. Her skin is like a snow-colored demon lotus growing out of blood, so beautiful and luxurious.
Ah Yi quickly turned her head and looked away in panic.
She knew she couldn't have any inappropriate thoughts, but such a beautiful man would make a woman's heart flutter when she saw him.
