There was only a few dozen steps away, but at this moment it became an insurmountable barrier, leaving him extremely helpless.
At this moment, the door of the Shenxing Department was kicked open. The person at the door drew his sword, and the cold sword light shone into the Shenxing Department.
That sword light contained extremely domineering killing intent and broke through the maze set up by those evil spirits.
Feng Shuying and all the evil spirits turned around, and she saw Jing Moye standing at the door holding a sword.
He was wearing a snow-white shirt at this time, and the night wind blew the hem of his clothes and swayed his black hair. His dark peach blossom eyes showed impatience and world-weary murderous intent.
Just looking at his appearance, he looked like a banished immortal who had strayed into the mortal world. Looking at his eyes, he looked like a world-weary god of death.
The moment he looked in, the world-weariness and irritability in his eyes were so obvious.
But when he saw the scene in front of him, he was obviously stunned.
Feng Shuying forgot to play the drum when she looked at him, but the evil spirit who was beating the gong didn't stop and was still banging the gong.
The evil spirit next to him pulled the evil spirit, and then he stopped beating the gong: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
As soon as he stopped, you could hear needle drops all around.
Those in the Shenxing Division were frightened by his cold aura. They stood or crawled blankly, not sure that what they saw in front of them was the real scene.
The scene in front of him was completely different from what Jing Moye expected:
He thought that the place would be filled with Feng Shuying's screams. The place was indeed filled with screams, but they were not hers.
He thought that this place would definitely be filled with Feng Shuying's blood. The room was indeed covered in blood, but it didn't belong to her either.
What he saw was that the executioners of the Shenxing Department were all in a miserable state, covered in blood.
There were also torture instruments scattered all over the room, and some of them were even flying in the air, which looked as weird as possible.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked inside coldly, and saw Feng Shuying standing beside the drum.
When their eyes met, Feng Shuying had only one thought, and that was "It's over."
Today she thought that no one would enter the Shenxing Department, and all the people in the Shenxing Department were beasts, so she played a little too big.
She really didn't expect that Jing Moye would barge in at this time!
Her mind was racing, wondering how she could get over this matter.
At this moment, the purple dragon energy rolled in in an extremely domineering way, trying to roll into those evil spirits.
Those evil spirits were trembling, and with the aura on their bodies now, once the dragon energy came in, it would probably wipe them all out.
When Feng Shuying saw this scene, she immediately understood that the formation she had set up to shield the dragon energy was broken when the door was opened.
Without hesitation, she directly beat the big drum, sending out sound waves that swayed the dragon energy out of the door.
She shouted to Jing Moye: "Your Highness, close the door!"
After he yelled, the people in the Shenxing Department all reacted. They screamed and rushed towards the door.
Jing Moye was standing at the door. They were covered in blood. If they got close to him, they would inevitably stain his clothes.
His eyes darkened slightly, and anger grew in his eyes: "Seeking death!"
The sword in his hand was horizontal and he directly stabbed the person from the Criminal Punishment Department who had soiled his clothes.
The man died immediately. As soon as he died, he found that there were spirits all around him, and his spirits screamed in fear.
Feng Shuying: "..."
What the hell is this!
Seeing that a second, stronger dragon energy was about to come in from the door, she beat the drum again.
This time Qiao Ling came to his senses and quickly ran over and closed the door.
The moment the door is closed, the formation can block the dragon energy out again.
Jing Moye felt a cold breath flying past him, but he couldn't see anything.
But his experience told him that there must be something going on here that he didn't know about.
At the same time, he felt an icy chill in the entire room.
The evil spirits immediately started working again. Before, they only wanted to kill the people in the Shenxing Division. Jing Moye's appearance made them realize that they had to kill as quickly as possible.
They immediately started to attack crazily, and everyone who was cautious for a while screamed again.
They were twisted into horrible shapes and looked extremely weird.
Feng Shuying glanced at Jing Moye and stretched out her hand to press her eyebrows. Things got out of control the moment Jing Moye came in.
How can she explain this situation so that she appears to be a normal person?
Jing Moye looked at Feng Shuying: "What are you doing? What's the situation now?"
Feng Shuying felt that no explanation was useful at this time and she could only act.
She gave him a very strange smile, she smiled coquettishly and said, "The prince came here in the middle of the night. It seems he still cares about your fiancée!"
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I won't hurt your fiancée, I'm just using her body to avenge you. When I finish my revenge, I will return her to you!"
After she finished speaking, she smiled, and her laughter was as evil as it could be. Even when she heard it, she felt like she was possessed by some incredible monster.
She praised her acting skills.
Jing Moye squinted his eyes and looked at her without saying anything. His eyes were full of consideration and he walked towards her slowly.
At this time, the Secretary of Punishment was full of blood. He was walking in the chaos in a snow-colored white shirt, like a saint walking through purgatory, holy and chaotic.
The aura on his body was so strong that all the evil spirits gave way when he walked over.
Jing Moye walked to Feng Shuying and stopped, with a cold face: "Stop pretending, I know you are not possessed by a monster."
Feng Shuying almost lost the expression on her face. At the moment when she was about to break the secret, she suddenly realized that he was deceiving her.
She gave a sweet smile, walked to Jing Moye's side, stretched out her hand to hook his arm and said, "Your Majesty is so awesome, and His Majesty can see this."
"I really love your prince's figure and temperament."
"There is no one else here, why don't you spend the night with me?"
Jing Moye's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out to chop the back of her neck.
When Feng Shuying saw this action, she wanted to scold her. She would hit someone on the back of the neck every day. He was afraid that he was not seriously ill.
Is she hiding now or not?
At this moment, Jing Moye's expression changed slightly. He turned his head and saw no one, only a brick hanging in the air.
Jing Moye: "..."
His martial arts skills are extremely high. Under normal circumstances, no one can get close to him. At this time, the person behind him is obviously not a human being.
Feng Shuying: "..."
She could see that the person holding the brick was Qiao Ling. At this time, Qiao Ling was trembling with fear: "He wants to bully you!"
Qiao Ling was talking, but her hand couldn't hold the brick firmly. The brick fell directly to the ground, almost hitting Jing Moye's foot.
Feng Shuying felt a little moved. She helped Qiao Ling. Qiao Ling was obviously scared to death, but she still dared to attack Jing Moye.
Jing Moye reached out and touched the back of his neck, and there was blood on his hand.
His eyes turned cold, and he turned to Feng Shuying and said, "Who are you? You are so brave!"
