After traveling through the book, I was pampered by the Imperial Master!

In the mist, the mist coming from the sky covered several people.

Wen Renjing subconsciously grabbed Rong Chen beside her, and when their eyes met, they both saw the message in the other person's eyes.

"Cover your mouth and nose, this is not an ordinary mist."

"Poisonous." Xin Yi's voice sounded.

After crossing Xinyi, Wen Renjing became enlightened. With a slight movement of her fingers, spiritual energy arose, and the clouds and mist dissipated in just an instant.

Everything that suddenly appeared just now seemed like a dream, as if it had never happened before.

"How did you do?" She looked at Rong Chen with a playful wink and took his hand.

"Ah."

He gently rubbed Wen Renjing's palm, his deep eyes were full of smiles, and he looked at Wen Renjing with a soft look.

There seemed to be an extra barrier between the two of them from the outside world, but the rest of the people were already used to it.

Wen Renjing didn't need Rong Chen to take action when he felt it was unnecessary. If he had taken action, it would have been an earth-shaking incident.

"Come on, all the monsters within a hundred miles have been scared away." Xin Yi shook the little bell in his hand.

She said slowly, after getting along with each other for the past few days, she became a lot bolder and dared to make jokes about Rong Chen.

I don’t know how long the carriage drove before I slowly saw traces of human habitation. It looked like a peaceful town, but its appearance was already dilapidated.

Xin Yi patrolled the area, and when he came back he shook his head in distress, "There's nothing there. It's an abandoned town. No one has lived in it for many years."

"I didn't expect that Beihuang would be so desolate. It really lives up to its name."

Wen Renjing could not help but murmur in a low voice, and opened the curtain to see the desolate land, and a faint black mist hovering in the air.

"Beihuang wasn't called Beihuang before, it was called Inorganic City. The name was changed by the outside world a hundred years ago."

The deep and pleasant voice gradually became clearer and penetrated into her ears like a gentle breeze.

Looking up, he saw a calm handsome face with a hint of explanation, and a slender palm with some veins. He was arranging her clothes at this time, and the objects in the carriage were a bit messy.

Although she didn't have Yan Xi's help, she was still very satisfied with Rong Chen as a man.

He spoke in a low voice: "It's because the people have left, but what happened in the Northern Wilderness? So many people have left here."

"It seems that this trip to the Northern Wilderness is quite interesting."

"We'd better leave here quickly. It doesn't look as peaceful as it seems." Ji Shaoyu was riding on a high horse, his eyes slightly narrowed.

After carefully looking at the small town, Asui, who was forced to drive the carriage, moved the horse after receiving a signal.

"call out!"

The sharp arrow shot into the curtain of the carriage and was caught by Rong Chen with one hand.

"Rong Chen!" Wen Renjing exclaimed.

He shook his head, looked deeply, threw the arrow out, and left a letter in his hand, "It's a letter, Ah Jing, this should be for you."

"How are the Imperial Master and A-Jing doing? Are they okay?"

Ji Shaoyu opened the curtain, still holding the arrow that had just been thrown away in his hand, and asked the two of them worriedly.

Although he knew the skills of the two of them, the scene just now still scared him. It was so fierce and he didn't know the origin. Even he didn't realize what was going on.

Holding the envelope in her hand, Wen Renjing poked her head out and said, "It's okay, I guess it's a specially sent letter." Sure enough, she opened the envelope and saw that the handwriting was indeed Shen Qianran's. Every word and every sentence was filled with Mu Mu's words. Xia threatens himself to enter Jingyuan City alone.

It seems that it is getting closer to Jingyuan City.

Wen Renjing threw the letter on the horse, frowned slightly, and looked at Han Xue Tingyu on her wrist, "I want to see what medicine she sells in her gourd. Since I want to go alone, then I Just go in alone."

Approaching the outside of Jingyuan City, several people looked at each other.

The guard seemed to already know Wen Renjing's identity, and even made a gesture of invitation.

"Wait a moment, the saint asked the national master to go with her."

A seductively dressed woman stood up slowly, blocked the guard's sword, and cast a faint gaze on Wen Renjing.

Wen Renjing frowned slightly, wasn't she Di Ji just now?How come there is still the blending of Qu Yimian.

The palace in Beihuang also looks very desolate. It has not been renovated over the years.

She also said it was a land of immortals, but she shook her head. Compared to Tiangong, this place looked like a hellish scene.

"May I ask Lord Tianqi, is the national master Rong Chen here?"

The woman spoke again, the fake smile on her face was very obvious.

Wen Renjing looked back at the carriage, Han Xue listened to the jade turning slightly, and Rong Chen, wearing a crescent brocade robe and cloud pattern clothes, came down like an immortal, with his clothes fluttering.

It is incomparable to the desolation of this place.

When she walked to Wen Renjing's side, she saw the stunning look in the woman's eyes.

"I'm here, A-Jing, don't be afraid." His broad palm gently held her, integrating her hand into his own.

Looking at the majestic palace like a mountain, you can even see traces of fighting a hundred years ago all around. If it weren't for the gloomy sky, this place would look somewhat similar to the Heavenly Palace.

The jade ring in her finger flickered slightly, and Wenren Jing touched the jade ring in surprise.

Looking up at Rong Chen, she saw that her eyes, as deep as spring water, now had a hint of gold, the same golden pupils she had seen before.

The holding hands were stunned for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, the eyes returned to their original appearance, dark but bottomless. Wen Renjing pursed her lips slightly and lowered her eyes.

There seemed to be something wrong, and it seemed that everything was the same and had not changed.

Entering the high palace gate is like entering a cage.

"We are guests. Please wait here." The woman took them into an inner hall and left in a hurry.

Wen Renjing held her in his arms, and the small paper figure in his hand quietly pressed against her back, "Is your master a saint? Or your emperor."

Unexpectedly, the woman actually damaged the little paper figurine with her fingers in an instant. She smiled neither arrogantly nor arrogantly and shook her head slightly.

"The King of Tianqi is so unruly, so rude for the first time here." A charming voice sounded in the palace, but she had no intention of attacking.

Rong Chen pulled her behind him, his cold eyes filled with dignity unconsciously.

A cold voice sounded: "I'll give you three quarters. If no one comes, you should know what I'm going to do."

"The servant knows."

Faced with the pressure, the woman could hardly breathe. Thinking of the saint's instructions, she immediately lowered her head and lay low.

After the woman left for only a moment, Qu Yimian appeared in the palace in gorgeous clothes, followed by a girl dressed like the woman just now.