The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

When Ye Xiaohan thought of Yun Mujiu's cunning smile that was filled with ulterior motives, he gritted his teeth helplessly.

How could he ask that young lady what she was thinking?

He can't be beaten again and again, and he can't be scolded again and again.

Of course, it’s not that our His Majesty the Night King cannot take action against Yun Mujiu, but that he is reluctant to do so.

Of course, it's not that our Lord Night King has a principle of not hitting women. In fact, he never believes in the saying "good men don't hit women". If a woman bumps into him, he will not let her off easily.

In the past, those women who harassed His Majesty the Night King and tried to squeeze in front of His Majesty the Night King were directly whipped or slashed by him. As for those women who did not squeeze in front of him, they were directly punished by his subordinates.

Ye Xiaohan was thinking about how to "settle accounts" with Yun Mujiu. Sometimes he had a faint smile on his face, and sometimes he tightly pursed his thin crimson lips.

The guards not far away were stunned. What kind of problem did the prince encounter? They rarely saw the prince's various expressions, which were much more attractive than his usual icy face.

The guards whispered to each other and soon came up with a guess: Hmm... the prince must be thinking about national affairs. This time, the secret agents from other countries were lurking quietly, which was really too serious.

What they didn't know was that Ye Xiaohan would not easily have emotional fluctuations even if he encountered a difficult situation. Ye Xiaohan was only more likely to be emotionally disturbed when it came to things related to Yun Mujiu.

The person on the other side had no idea that someone was thinking about her, nor did she know what the person who was thinking about her was thinking.

She thought that it was a good thing that she didn't mention Du Gui'er's interest in Ye Xiaohan in her letter to him. Because she didn't want some trivial matters and irrelevant people to affect her relationship with Ye Xiaohan, she generously ignored Du Gui'er's admiration and never said a word to Ye Xiaohan.

Little did she know that in the eyes of the arrogant Night King, this was a sign that she probably didn't care about him...

As night fell, a group of people holding torches arrived in front of a cave.

The ghost-faced man on horseback was wearing a dragon robe woven with red gold threads, and he exuded coldness and hostility.

If someone walked by at night and saw the ghost-faced man with such a terrifying appearance, they would definitely think that he had really seen a ghost!

This is a valley between two large mountains with lush vegetation.

There is a big cave about five meters high. Not far in front of the cave, there is a winding Yangtze River.

The dew was heavy at night, the environment was chilly, and there were occasional strange calls from birds and insects. The eerie feeling in the forest was very creepy.

The river water ripples, hitting the cliffs on both sides. If you listen carefully, you seem to be able to hear some subtle sounds of waves surging on the water.

Through the hazy moonlight, I could see a white mist rising from the surface of the river in the distance, and it was constantly spreading around.

After a few breaths, the white mist rose from the river surface more and more, becoming thicker and thicker, sweeping towards both banks. The dark clouds in the sky moved, almost covering up the existence of the half-moon.

The world suddenly became darker.

Some people in the team took out a small rod-shaped object. In the blink of an eye, slightly dim light shot out and illuminated the surroundings.

The ghost-faced man raised his hand, and the golden scale gloves he was wearing glowed faintly in the hazy night.

As he raised his hand, a group of black-clad men on horseback behind him stopped their horses.

"Pass on my order and start the search."

"Yes, master."

Just like the last time he searched for an unknown cave, You Ming Jiu Chong also found this cave based on new clues he had found along the way. There were also traces of a group of unknown people living here.

The guards dismounted and began to work together.

Before they arrived, a small group of people in black clothes had already gathered around the cave. They were also part of the new team, but they were investigating the case and exploring the way ahead, so they came earlier.

Netherworld Nine began to give orders in a cold voice, and the teams that arrived first gathered around the cave and began to defend in the four directions of the cave: front, back, left, and right.

He thought of the leader of the men in black who died from the poison, and then thought of those men in black who escaped but died from the poison. His face became a little gloomy.

Then he warned his subordinates in advance in a cold voice: "If anyone wants to escape to the back of the cave through the secret passage from the stone chamber this time, stop them. Don't let them be killed by the poisonous smoke or other mechanisms in the cave."

Everyone agreed, keeping in mind their respective division of tasks, and then began to clear the vegetation barrier in front of the cave.

Under the dim sky, Youming Jiuchong dismounted from his horse and stood steadily in front of the cave.

The night seemed to become brighter, but soon turned dark again, but there seemed to be something wrong with the light.

Netherworld Jiuchong was the first to look up at the sky, and the others followed suit.

The moon that was previously covered by dark clouds has revealed its silhouette, but...

The moon, which was originally light yellow, now turned bright red.

Everyone quickly thought of the second Night King's night after the Night King's wedding. The blood moon rose into the sky and dark clouds covered the sky. At that time, the Night King's mansion was swept by poisonous fog blown by the strong wind, and many people fell down.

Netherworld Nine simply glanced at the blood moon and quickly looked away.

"continue."

No one dared to delay, put away the memories in their minds, and quickly got busy with the tasks at hand.

On that blood moon night, the emperor deliberately created trouble for the Night Palace. At that time, the emperor saw that the Night Palace had returned victoriously, not only did he not die on the battlefield, but he was also not assassinated on the way back. The emperor was unwilling to accept this, and took advantage of the blood moon night and the direction of the wind to poison Ye Xiaohan and the people in the Night Palace.

But this time the fog was formed naturally, rising naturally from the water surface.

So there is no problem with the white mist in the river, and there is no problem with the wind in the valley.

The problem is...

Nine levels of the underworld!

Wei Song and others were a little worried, but as guards they could not easily reveal their emotions and had to remain calm at all times, so at this time they tried their best to maintain a calm appearance.

Everyone was worried, especially Wei Song. He knew what the blood moon represented. His heart suddenly tightened and he secretly glanced at the ninth level of the underworld.

The person that everyone was concerned about, Netherworld Nineth Layer, looked like a person who had nothing to do. He snorted coldly, his red eyes full of disdain.

Another blood moon?

so what!

The blood color of the half-moon became increasingly darker. Netherworld Jiuchong folded his arms, his wanton posture showing his evil charm and arrogance, and he was extremely calm.

In the blink of an eye, Netherworld Nine's pupils shrank uncontrollably, and then the blood-red pupils became even more scarlet.

The red lotus in the center of the mask's eyebrows moved slightly, and seemed to emit a faint red mist.

Youming Jiuchong's expression changed immediately. His already ruthless eyes became even colder, and he seemed to have suddenly become a completely different person.

Oh no, that's not a human, it looks more like a ghost crawling out of hell, cold and ruthless, specifically seeking lives...