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Zhao Huoling held Qin Muyue firmly with both hands, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes: "Princess, why are you so careless? Let me see your injury."

The girl forced a smile, and although her face was pale, she shook her head: "I'm glad you're okay."

Qin Muyue experienced for the first time the feeling of being injured as a mortal. The intense pain drained all her strength and she fainted.

A trace of panic flashed in Zhao Huoling's eyes. He gently carried the girl to the bed, then carefully untied the belt around her waist and checked the wound.

The wound was so deep that the bone was visible, and the blood was flowing non-stop. The girl's face looked visibly devastated. If she continued to bleed from the wound, she would probably lose her life.

"Your Highness, Princess, I will not let anything happen to you." Zhao Huoling said in a deep voice, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't help but blame himself for harming her.

He took out a small jade bottle from his ring, poured out a pill that exuded a fragrant aroma, pinched the girl's chin, and opened her pink lips.

When feeding the pill, his fingertips inevitably touched the girl's lips.

Zhao Huoling's fingers trembled slightly. He took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart.

The pill melted in the mouth and its medicinal effect quickly spread throughout Qin Muyue's body.

The girl's wound began to grow flesh and stop bleeding, and her life was finally no longer in danger, but the lost blood and energy could not be replenished in a short time.

Zhao Huoling covered her with a quilt and stayed by her side until her breathing became steady, then he relaxed a little.

It was late at night, and the moonlight shone into the room through the window lattice. Zhao Huoling's eyes fell on the girl's peaceful sleeping face, and complex emotions surged in his heart.

He knew that the little princess was not only his benefactor, but also the only person who was willing to help him in this strange dimension.

The girl frowned, slept uneasily, turned over, and the quilt slipped off.

Seeing this, Zhao Huoling covered her with the quilt again, with a hint of tenderness in his movements.

The girl felt his breath and unconsciously hugged his waist, rubbing it and mumbling something.

"Yue'er...I miss you so much..."

Zhao Huoling's body stiffened. He looked down at the princess's closed eyes and furrowed brows, and a hot feeling surged in his heart.

Her mumbling made his heart beat slightly faster, but he quickly calmed down.

He gently took the girl's hand and prepared to put it back into the quilt.

The girl seemed to be half asleep and mistook him for her master. She snorted and snuggled into his arms.

"Don't go..." The girl's voice was weak and contained a hint of dissatisfaction.

Zhao Huoling's heart softened slightly. He patted the girl's back gently and coaxed her helplessly: "I won't leave. I'll stay here."

The girl seemed to have heard his words. Her frown gradually relaxed and her hand slowly loosened his sleeve.

Zhao Huoling stayed by her side quietly until her breathing became steady again.

The night was getting deeper, but Zhao Huoling was not sleepy at all. His eyes fell on the starry sky outside the window, but in his heart he was thinking about how to solve the mystery of time and space in this plane.

He thought of his master, and wondered if Ye Yinghuo had sobered up. If she could find out that her eldest disciple was missing, she would definitely find a way to find him.

Zhao Huoling decided to leave here tomorrow and not bring danger to the little princess anymore.

At this moment, the girl's fingers suddenly moved and she slowly opened her eyes.

Zhao Huoling immediately leaned over and asked with concern: "How do you feel?"

When the girl saw him, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes, and her eyes turned red: "I'm much better, but... I had a dream."

Zhao Huoling comforted her softly: "It's just a dream, Princess, don't take it to heart."

Zhao Huoling stood up and clasped his fists to the girl, saying goodbye: "Princess, I must leave. I can't bring you any more danger."

The girl also knew that this would happen. She lowered her head and fell into deep thought, wondering how she could tactfully help this fellow return to the world of immortal cultivation without being retaliated against.

The girl grabbed Zhao Huoling's sleeve, blinked her pitiful eyes, and said worriedly: "You were kidnapped to a brothel in an unfamiliar place. You must want to go home, right? I can use the intelligence network to help you find it."

Zhao Huoling was slightly stunned. He didn't expect the little princess to make such a suggestion.

In this case, he was indeed unfamiliar with the place. During his days in the brothel, he had also heard about some strange and supernatural powers in the Taoist temple.

Especially the national teacher of Huang Tianguo, who can be regarded as the number one person in Taoism. If I could meet him, I might be able to ask him some secrets about this plane.

His eyes were deep, and after a moment, he nodded: "In that case, I hope the princess will allow me to meet the Imperial Master."

When the girl saw that he agreed, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. Oh, the national teacher happened to be the master of this body. She nodded and said, "I will arrange it as soon as possible. Leave it to me. He is my master."

A warm feeling surged in Zhao Huoling's heart, he knew that the girl really wanted to help him.

He gently held her hand and said in a low voice: "Princess, I will always remember your kindness."

The girl lowered her head and pretended to be shy. She gently pulled her hand back and changed the subject: "You rest first, I will send someone to find out the news."

It was late at night, and Zhao Huoling sent the girl out of the guest house. He watched the guard with the lamp taking the little princess away, but he could not calm down for a long time.

The next day, the princess kept her promise and sent a guard to inform Zhao Huoling that a meeting with the imperial teacher had been arranged.

Zhao Huoling followed the guards into the carriage, and he saw the little princess sitting inside in a gorgeous dress.

His eyes lingered on her forehead with flower ornaments and the rouge at the corners of her eyes.

Zhao Huoling, a sword cultivator, didn't know what flattery was. In his heart, there were only two words: beautiful. He nodded slightly at the girl and sat down opposite her without any hesitation.

"Master Zhao, when my master was born, auspicious signs appeared in the sky, and hundreds of birds chirped. He has been known as a Taoist in Longhu Temple since he was a child. After he became the imperial master of our dynasty, he became even more difficult to get a divination," the little princess said softly, trying to ease the tense atmosphere in the carriage, "I believe that my master can definitely help you."

Zhao Huoling frowned slightly after listening to this. In the world of immortal cultivation, it has been said since ancient times that those who have advanced to the Mahayana stage have had to go through trials and tribulations in the mortal world. So, in the Dharma Ending Age, there will be strange phenomena falling from the sky?

Why did he feel that the National Master might be a demon cultivator? He subconsciously became alert.

Only Mahayana magic cultivators like to go to lower planes.

"Thank you for the arrangement, Princess. I will handle it carefully." Zhao Huoling's voice was calm. If things went as he wished, he would also protect the princess.

The princess looked at him with a glimmer of admiration in her eyes.

She was also quite curious about how sinister the seemingly bright and upright Imperial Master was.

The carriage moved slowly forward, passing through the bustling streets, and finally stopped in front of a magnificent imperial master's mansion.

The gate was closed tightly, the stone lions in front of the gate were majestic and solemn, and the two Taoist children had cold eyes.

The little princess got off the car first, followed closely by Zhao Huoling.

"Master is inside, let's go in." The little princess said, leading Zhao Huoling into the Imperial Master's Mansion.

The interior of the palace is quiet and mysterious, with a faint smell of incense in the air.

They passed through several courtyards and finally came to a spacious hall.

A huge Bagua diagram is placed in the center of the hall, and various magical instruments and talismans are placed around it.

A young man in a Taoist robe holds a Bagua plate in his hand, and the visions of the three thousand mortal worlds are like strange red ribbons that are entangled endlessly.