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The result of dividing the heads was that Hua Meng took the heads of the leader and five elders alone, Jiu Ling and Zhou Yixi took 3/4, Xie Ning took 1/4, and was responsible for finishing off the enemies.

Xie Ning wanted to get a few more heads, but was silenced by the two persimmons that Hua Meng brought out from the palace.

"I feel like I've forgotten something."

Jiu Ling was thinking while drinking, but he couldn't remember what he had missed at all.

It was not until half an hour later that Hua Meng, who had hurried back from the palace, told her.

"You forgot to go back to the cell."

Jiu Ling was stunned, "Wow! It's over! Have we been discovered?"

"The news has reached the Emperor. What do you think? The whole city is saying you've escaped from prison. Even if you go back now, it won't help. It's better to make the best of it and go straight back to freedom. With your makeup skills, what are you afraid of?"

Hua Meng's words suddenly dawned on her. "Right, I'm not going back. Wait, where should I live then?"

"Living with the Imperial Concubine, I'm afraid the three of you will have a lot of common topics."

Hua Meng would never admit that it was because she left the imperial concubine there to review memorials that caused her to become furious. Now the entire palace is in a low-pressure mood, and Hua Meng doesn't want to be scolded.

Tonight, Hua Meng followed Xie Ning to the wooden house, but happened to meet Lian Wu who came to deal with the commemorative ice sculptures.

As Lian Wu waved his hand, the ice sculptures all turned into water vapor, floated out of the house, and fell on the flowers and plants, condensing into water droplets.

The chirping of autumn cicadas is no longer as cheerful as in summer. The faint sound is just their last cry before death.

After saying good night, Lian Wu left the wooden house and hiked in the secret realm.

Lianwu really enjoyed the feeling of walking in the secret realm. Every inch of land here felt familiar to him, and almost every tribesman had greeted him.

The people of the secret realm regarded him as their king, but he felt that he was not a qualified king. He failed to protect them and failed to defend this land.

The NPCs in this dungeon are so real... so real that he even feels that those tribesmen are really here.

Walking all the way from the warm area to the ice field, the snow kept falling and soon covered his footprints again.

Before I knew it, I had reached the top of Lingfeng Mountain and sat on the edge of the cliff, with my legs dangling gently in the air.

This was the first place he saw after he became conscious. There used to be a rich spiritual vein buried here, but it was completely absorbed by an orchid.

Lian Wu liked to sit here and watch the snow fall. The rustling sound behind him did not make him turn around, because there was only one person who dared to follow him.

A furry creature pushed its arm, then used its claws and beak to climb up to its shoulder, then squatted there with its claws retracted like a ball of cotton.

The feathers brushed against my neck lightly, causing a slight itch.

The beak rubbed against my cheek gently, but because I didn't hold it tightly, it slid from my shoulder to my chest and into my arms.

The feathers on the top of the head were stroked by a somewhat cold hand, which then stroked along the top of the head and across the back.

Feng Ling's voice rang out.

"Patting a bird's back is a sign of courtship..."

"I know, because you are my spouse."

Feng Ling touched the feathers on his cheek with his fingertips and rubbed them subconsciously.

Sitting on the edge of the cliff, Feng Ling had no intention of struggling here. He stayed quietly in Lian Wu's arms and watched the snow together.

But after a long time, Feng Ling couldn't stand the sleepiness any longer, so he buries his head in his feathers and quietly closes his eyes.

When Feng Ling woke up from Lianwu's bedroom, he had no idea how he got back last night.

He was still in his original form, curled up in Lian Wu's arms, with his head resting tightly against his chest.

Feng Ling moved slightly and Lian Wu woke up.

Suddenly there was another person in Lian Wu's arms, who came up to her and wanted a kiss.

But what responded to him was Lian Wu's words, "Shut up, you haven't washed up yet."

Feng Ling: ...

But he finally got the kiss. While Zhou Yixi and Xie Ning had taken the spirit stones away to set up the second level of the formation, Feng Ling deliberately fell behind and asked for a kiss.

There are fewer formation points on the second level, and it was completed in just half a day.

The news that the imperial concubine's father had hanged himself to death had long been circulated. Coupled with the incident of Zhou Yixi's escape from prison, some people with ulterior motives linked the two events together and believed that it was Zhou Yixi's doing.

Zhou Yixi didn't react after hearing about it. It was just a copy. Let them guess as they pleased. Once trouble broke out, they wouldn't have the time to spare.

"Where is the scholar who could draw dreams?"

"I think his trick was exposed and he lost his life."

"Not necessarily. That scholar is quite good-looking. Maybe he has caught the eye of some young lady."

"Why don't you say that the emperor has taken a fancy to you?"

"Are you crazy? How dare you say such a thing!"

"What are you afraid of? Can the emperor hear these few words? If he can, he will care about whether we are living a good life."

They heard a few words from a small teahouse not far away, but they didn't know that the scholar they were talking about had become the current emperor.

The weather is getting colder and winter is approaching. Zhou Yixi guessed that the demons would launch a large-scale attack before winter and spend a relatively warm winter in the human territory.

When setting up the points in the morning, Zhou Yixi had already gone to the northwest to experience the biting cold wind there.

The warm afternoon sun makes people sleepy, but for busy people, good weather means a good day to earn a living.

On the way, some disciples of Piaomiao Sect were practicing medicine on the street. They earned points by successfully treating the people and used them to exchange for various supplies in the sect.

When Zhou Yixi passed by, the two disciples couldn't help but take a second look at her. They always judged people by their bones, so they recognized Zhou Yixi's identity, but they didn't intend to expose her. Only various patients could really attract their attention.

Zhou Yixi entered the city this time because she heard that demons had appeared in the city.

However, after searching for a whole afternoon, they did not encounter any demons, but instead encountered people from the five major sects.

But only the people from Piaomiao Sect wore their attire and openly treated the common people on the street. The people from the other four sects wore casual clothes and quietly walked into a secluded mansion.

Following the trail of one of them, Zhou Yixi hid in a corner beside the flower pot and eavesdropped.

As expected, the four sects didn't have anything good to talk about when they got together. They were considering how to divide the secret realm.

The Beast Taming Sect wants those monster beasts, the Alchemy Sect wants spiritual plants and some other treasures that can be used to make pills... They even plan to divide up the soil.

Zhou Yixi was almost amused by their lofty ideals. Who gave them the courage to think so? Their ideals were so grand, but who knew how capable they were?

Zhou Yixi didn't intend to tell Lian Wu about this.