Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

Qin Muyue took Zhao Huoling away from the brothel. The carriage drove slowly on the street. Zhao Huoling sat in the carriage with a frown. He looked through the curtains, staring at the scene outside the window.

He knew that although he had temporarily escaped the constraints of the brothel, how to leave this plane and return to the world of immortal cultivation was still a problem.

Qin Muyue sat opposite him, still waving a folding fan in her hand. There was a hint of amusement in her eyes, as if she was appreciating Zhao Huoling's embarrassment at the moment.

"How do you feel now?" the girl asked softly, with a hint of teasing in her tone.

Zhao Huoling retracted his gaze and tightened his cloak. The drug in his body was still tormenting his sanity. He replied in a deep voice, "Don't come near me."

The girl smiled slightly and shook her head: "Then you can stay in the princess's mansion tonight."

A trace of alert appeared on Zhao Huoling's face, and he nodded slightly.

The carriage moved slowly forward in the night, the lights on both sides of the street gradually became scarce, and finally stopped in front of a magnificent mansion.

The girl got off the carriage first and turned to extend her hand to Zhao Huoling. The young man hesitated for a moment, but finally took her hand and used her strength to get off the carriage.

"Huo Lin'er, I have prepared a guest room for you." The girl teased, pinching his slender and strong hands with thin calluses on his fingertips.

"My name is Zhao Huoling, you can call me Brother Zhao." Zhao Huoling was exhausted from the burning effects of the medicine, but he was still unforgiving with his words.

The girl's mouth twitched, and she put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "I'm going to make you Huo Ling!"

"Okay, you are young." Zhao Huoling crossed his arms and chuckled.

The girl rolled her eyes at him and led Zhao Huoling through the courtyard of the mansion to a quiet courtyard.

The courtyard is filled with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, and the faint fragrance drifts in the night breeze, making people feel peaceful.

Zhao Huoling followed Qin Muyue. Although the medicine in his body was still taking effect, the environment here made him feel a little more relaxed.

"No one will disturb you here, you can rest in peace." The girl pushed open the door of a guest room and motioned Zhao Huoling to go in.

Zhao Huoling nodded and stepped into the room. The room was decorated simply and elegantly, and was spotless.

He walked to the bed, sat down slowly, took a deep breath, and tried to adjust himself.

Qin Muyue did not leave immediately, but stood at the door, looking at Zhao Huoling with complicated eyes.

"Shall I call the imperial physician to treat you?" said the girl.

Zhao Huoling shook his head, his voice a little hoarse: "No, I can suppress the effects of this medicine myself. I just need time."

Qin Muyue knew that Zhao Huoling's cultivation was still there, but he couldn't use it for some reason.

The girl said goodbye and closed the door gently.

Zhao Huoling was left alone in the room. He sat cross-legged on the bed and began to circulate his spiritual power, trying to dispel the medicinal properties in his body.

Beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead and his face turned pale.

The girl returned to her bedroom, opened the scroll and took a look, and found that the history here did not match the human world in the world of immortal cultivation.

The imperial city in Zhao Huoling’s dream was called Chaojiao, and the country he lived in was called Huangtian Kingdom, which did not match the history of the cultivation world at all.

The girl continued to investigate and found that there were supernatural things in this world, but most of the Taoists were only at the top level of mortal warriors. The so-called sneaky thing was only achieved by the Taoists concentrating their numbers and drawing thousands of pure yang earth energy talismans together to win.

This plane is probably in the Dharma Ending Age. It cannot be said that there is no spiritual energy, but it can be said that it is better than nothing.

Qin Muyue couldn't help but admire Jian Zun. If he had abused his spiritual power in the Huangtian Kingdom when he was young, he would probably not be able to return to the world of immortal cultivation.

No wonder Jian Zun could endure in the brothel until he was auctioned off. This ability to lie dormant is worthy of being the sinister and damp Long Aotian.

There was a slight ripple in Qin Muyue's sea of ​​consciousness. Her consciousness sank into the sea of ​​consciousness and she saw the starlight of the Heavenly Dao representing Xiaoying flickering.

【Dao... Zu... Be careful... You...】Xiaoying’s contact with her began to become intermittent.

[Hey! Xiaoying! What did you say? ]

An invisible wave passed through the sea of ​​consciousness, and Qin Muyue watched Xiaoying's starlight being cut off and fading away like ink spreading in water.

The invisible force seemed to be mocking her, emitting a strange golden color and disappearing into her consciousness.

The disappearance of the helper means that Qin Muyue's spirit has to work alone in the dream world.

But the girl still sensed a sense of familiarity from the abnormality.

Zhao Huoling's dream could actually attack her. This strange thing that went against the will of Heaven must have come from Zhao Huoling.

The girl went to find him aggressively.

Qin Muyue stood at the door with a frown on her face. The scene before her gave her an ominous feeling.

Zhao Huoling was tied up by a black shadow, which was not a person but an afterimage.

She took a deep breath, and the folding fan in her hand turned into a sharp sword, with a faint blue light on the sword body.

"Zhao Huoling, hold on!" Qin Muyue shouted softly, waving his sword, the sword energy was like a rainbow, pointing directly at the black shadow.

The black shadow stood on tiptoe, nimbly avoided the sword light, and got behind the girl.

"Princess, be careful!" Zhao Huoling had his limbs tied and his eyes blindfolded. Although his voice was weak, it was filled with a hint of worry.

The girl felt a chill on her back, she twisted her waist and turned to slash with the sword. The black shadow bent down to avoid the sword that would have beheaded him, and his body was surging with ink like liquid mercury.

Click, snap, like the sound of a clock stuck, the girl watched her body turn uncontrollably and return to the position where she was assassinating the black shadow.

The black shadow was not affected. He faced her, leaned close to her ear, and said in a voice that was familiar to her, "Get this Sword Master. His true form is the Bu Tian Lang Huan Dao Lotus. The secret of ascension should be in his hands."

The girl saw the familiar mirror-like flow in the air turn golden, and countless phantoms of clock faces vaguely emerged in the fairy light.

She finally realized that this was not a nightmare but the real past, and her consciousness was sealed in the body of the princess of this dimension.

If something happened to the young Sword Master in this dimension, she would probably have a hard time explaining to Ye Yinghuo.

The girl was sweating profusely. She gritted her teeth and asked the shadow, "How many years later will you be the star picker?"

"It's about a hundred years from now. I need a billion points of opportunity to ascend to the God Realm. This guy will go against me after he ascends. I want him to pay the price."

"An old enemy is an old enemy. How can he go back home?" the girl said excitedly.

The space-time shadow responded by stabbing the girl in the waist and then leisurely left the crime scene.

Qin Muyue only felt a sharp pain in her waist. She looked down and saw that her clothes were stained with blood.

She clenched her teeth and endured the pain, but her heart was in turmoil.

This black shadow was actually sent by his future self, and seemed to have a great connection with Zhao Huoling.

Qin Muyue secretly cursed the future Zhao Huoling: Damn Long Aotian, why did you mess with Zhaixing for no reason?

"Huoling, how are you?" The girl didn't care about her own injuries and hurriedly ran towards Zhao Huoling.

Although Zhao Huoling was tied up, he was conscious. He felt the girl approaching and smelled a scent of blood. His heart tightened: "Princess, I'm fine. Are you injured?"

The girl was in so much pain that she didn't answer. She quickly drew the sword at her waist and cut the ropes that bound Zhao Huoling. All her strength was gone.

Zhao Huoling regained his freedom and immediately supported the staggering girl.