Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Back in the starry sea, Jiuli's aura was thick as an abyss with no bottom. The smile on her lips was extremely shallow, like a mask hanging on her face, making it impossible to tell what she was thinking.

Jin Ling'er came hurriedly, took the small golden-winged Sky-Swallowing Bee thrown by Jiuli, stuffed it into the golden ball on her waist, and stood with her head lowered.

"Let's go to the Prison Abyss Palace," Jiuli said without stopping.

Jin Ling'er and Chi Ying followed quickly, glanced at each other behind them, lowered their eyes, not daring to look, nor to think.

What they knew about the Prison Abyss Palace was that it was a place where prisoners were held, and it was surrounded by empty space on all sides and was covered with restrictive chains.

In front of the Qiuyuan Hall is the Qiyue Hall where those people practice martial arts.

No one can escape from this configuration.

But the master was afraid that this time he would go there. He could not help but shudder. He vaguely remembered that when he went there before, the screams inside almost never stopped. You know, they are powerful!

Jiuli waved her hand and asked Jin Ling'er and Chi Ying to guard outside.

As Jiuli stepped into the Prison Abyss Palace, the dark green flames in the palace suddenly lit up from the door, illuminating the entire world. The palace was covered with black and gold colors, majestic and solemn.

"You're here?" Several old men who looked elderly were imprisoned in the center of the hall. One of them looked up, his eyes filled with regret.

Jiuli swung her wide sleeves, sat on it, and clapped her hands.

"Let's play a new game," Jiuli said, and a series of light red small figures headed towards the cage.

"You," the man who spoke looked straight at Jiuli and laughed after a moment, "Spiritual body? Hahaha, this is great. I'm waiting for you to come down and accompany me," he coughed loudly as he spoke, and it was obvious that he was being kept alive.

Then he watched helplessly as his body was devoured by the fiery red little figure, over and over again, with no end.

"Want to die? You are dreaming!" Jiuli's eyes were calm, even as if he was looking at a group of ants, "Just bear with it."

"You!" The man cursed and his mouth was manually shut, followed by a scream.

"Serve me well," Jiuli pointed at the small light red figure from a distance, then stood up and left the Prison Abyss Palace.

"Yes, my lord." The small figure paused slightly and responded.

"You lunatic, how dare you raise soul-eating bloodworms,"

The footsteps did not stop as the gate of the Prison Abyss Palace slowly closed. The flames gradually disappeared into the shadows as if they had spirits, and a barely perceptible green light hovered over the few people.

Only the occasional groans proved the pain of the people inside.

Jin Ling'er and Chi Ying, who were guarding outside the door, followed quickly behind him, keeping their heads down the whole time, their hearts filled with turmoil.

Spiritual body? Could it be that the master in front of him is just?

Back in the main hall, Jiuli sat high on the main seat, sipping tea.

The bright red blood beads in the crescent-shaped eyebrow lamp next to it were flashing, obviously having recovered a lot, and were still rolling around showing off.

Jiuli poked it with her hand and then retracted her finger.

"Are you angry?" Facing the blood bead's small move of turning its face around, Jiuli threw in a few dark green beads, "You can come back in a few years," her tone was calm but nostalgic.

The blood bead flickered slightly as if in response, and soon it nestled among the beads, flickering and seemingly having fallen asleep.

The hall fell into silence.

After a long time, Ling Ling's noisy voice was heard.

"Master, it's time for us to set off," Ling Ling flew over at lightning speed, gasping for breath.

"I promise I won't make any mistakes this time, good master," Ling Ling flew around Jiuli and slowly came to a stop.

"Going to the place we went last time?" Jiuli turned the peach blossom vine bracelet on her hand and threw it into the air. Her fingertips flicked and streams of light went towards the peach blossom vine bracelet and continued to merge into it.

"No," Ling Ling lowered his head slightly, "that place is not stable enough, this time we are going to Dajin Dynasty," his tone was a little vague.

Jiuli waved her wide sleeves and cast runes on the Peach Blossom Vine Bracelet to seal the aura once again. The thunder outside the palace disappeared after a moment's wail.

"Dajinchao?" Jiuli put on the bracelet and sipped her tea.

"Master, please listen to my explanation," Ling Ling flew around anxiously, staring at Jiuli pitifully with his pair of small eyes.

"Well," Jiuli stretched out her hand and held Ling Ling in her hand, sliding down from Ling Ling's back from time to time, "Is that so?"

"Yes, that's it," Ling Ling nodded continuously and looked at Jiuli expectantly, "Let's go~"

Jin Ling'er and Chi Ying didn't dare to raise their heads. Couldn't they see their master's expression? Where did this young fool come from?

"Okay, go get ready." Jiuli threw away Ling Ling in her hand and held her chin with one hand, "Come find me when the time comes."

"Yes," Ling Ling nodded vigorously and flew away.

Only Jin Ling'er, Chi Ying and Jiuli were left in the hall.

"What did you hear in the Prison Abyss Palace?" Jiuli looked at the cup in her hand. The pattern was still the same as before.

"I didn't hear anything," the two men fell to their knees with a thud, their voices trembling, their true forms faintly revealed under the heavy pressure, thinking that their lives were over.

"Am I that scary? Huh?" Jiuli casually changed the angle and looked at the cup.

"Your Majesty is tolerant and merciful," he endured the fear in his heart.

"That's right, you didn't hear it," Jiuli chuckled, "My people can't be so timid," he said meaningfully.

"Your Highness, please teach me." A glimmer of ambition flashed in Jin Ling'er's eyes. Those adults haven't woken up yet. She has to seize the opportunity to go one step further and become His Highness's favorite subject.

"I haven't seen the news over there, do you understand?" Jiuli glanced at Jin Ling'er and said in a calm tone.

"Yes, I haven't seen him either. I guess it's the one who has never contacted Your Highness." Jin Ling'er lowered her head slightly, her tone serious.

"Well," Jiuli waved his sleeves, "watch here."

After saying that, Ling Ling came running in, talking excitedly about the palace fighting weapon he had prepared, but was interrupted by Jiuli.

"Let's go," carrying Ling Ling, he left the main hall.

Jin Ling'er and Chi Ying breathed a sigh of relief. Is this a soul body? Just a soul can suppress them so that they can't raise their heads?

"Okay, do your job well," Jin Ling'er comforted herself.

Jiuli and Lingling were standing by the galaxy and talking, and the next moment their figures merged into it and disappeared on the spot.

Dajin, the seventeenth year of Zhengtong, Cui Mansion in the capital.

Following the cry of a baby, the mistress's courtyard was filled with fragrance, the plum blossoms bloomed early, and the snowy sky suddenly cleared up.

"Congratulations, sir. Your wife has given birth to a little girl. Both mother and daughter are safe." The wet nurse came out holding a blanket and said loudly.

"Reward," Cui Hancheng waved his hand, "I finally have a daughter. It's almost New Year's Day and I'll call her Yuanqing. My dear, how can you not call me your sweetheart? Your nickname will be Yuanqing," he clapped his hands and laughed.

Jiuli never thought that she had become a baby. She couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Lingling around like a ball.