While Qin’er was getting a bit suspicious, she captured feeble and fragmentary sound outside, accompanied by footsteps and voices.
It was time for the guards to patrol!
Qin’er had already made a secret inquiry about the timetable in the imperial palace, the haunt of the royal children and the time of the guards' patrol inspection.
She immediately held her breath and concealed herself under a table just in case. These guards were imperial swordsmen, best of the best, who had at least reached the Occult Spirit Realm and was very sensitive to breath.
Her curiosity drove her to tap her fingers on a ground tile under the table and then push it, exposing a secret compartment.
Inside the secret compartment was a small jade tablet inlaid in a piece of sandalwood, and there was an eye-catching character "Bamboo" on the tablet.
"Immortal Bamboo Jade Tablet?" Qin’er curved her fingers gently, and then the jade tablet leaped into her fair palm driven by her spiritual power.
"How did Murong Fengjian get immortal bamboo jade card? The messenger of Mount Rosy Clouds has never invited the dignitaries of the kingdom of Dubhe, let alone this traitor. Oh, I see, he plotted to assassinate the emperor and unify the small world, and he had to deal with Mount Rosy Clouds, the holy land of martial arts in this world, so he wanted to select the outstanding disciple to enter it to work for him.” said firmly Qin'er.
She put the jade tablet into her bosom, and then spotted there was a blurred pattern on the sandalwood. Blowing away the dust, she took a closer look, and was surprised, "This is Small Devil Fetter trick, the cover-up in The Magic of the Celestial Devil.”
As a student of her father, Murong Fengjian also cultivated The Magic of the Celestial Devil, thus he had studied the mysteries of the book.
Qin'er stood up with a wee smile, and then gathered her spiritual power in her palm to brush against Murong Fengjian’s couch.
The couch turned over with a squeak. The girl waved the dust away with her hands and then looked over.
"Is it a secret tunnel?"
The secret tunnel in the bedroom of Murong Fengjian, such a fathomless figure, must have hidden some secrets.
Thinking of this, Qin'er was sorely tempted to dig the secrets, because she was curious about Murong Fengjian’s excessively strong power after he learnt the first volume of the devil kung fu.
The secret tunnel had a gloomy atmosphere, because Murong Fengjian required the Yin breath to refresh him after he practiced the devil kung fu, and moreover, with Yin Yang constitution, he pursued the extremely Yin condition.
Therefore, the tunnel was built based on the needs of Murong Fengjian.
Qin’er went deep into the tunnel, and there was no wind, but a chill blew against her face from the inside.
"It's so weird."
The lights flickered. She put her hands on the wall, and a ghastly cold penetrated into her body through her fingertips. She gave the wall a hard push, and then a stone door shifted position.
The stone door squeaked as Qin’er slowly pushed opened it. She poked the cobweb with her hands and stepped inside. Then she stared at the corner, dumbfound.
A chill overwhelmed her.
"Oh my god, this is..." Qin’er had never been so surprised in her life, even when she knew that Murong Fengjian was a half an immortal and her father's whereabouts.
But the scene in front of her made her feel creepy.
"No, I must get Xiao Naihe here. This…this is more amazing than the first volume of The Magic of the Celestial Devil.” Fear, mixed with excitement, took Qin’er.
…
At this time, Murong Fengjian suddenly frowned and peered into the distance with a slight of surprise.
Xiao Naihe followed Murong Fengjian’s eyes.
They did not look to the direction of Murong Fengjian’s bedroom. Not far away, a slim figure was approaching them. It was Yun Weixue who parted from Xiao Naihe not long ago.
"Why did she come here? I’ve asked her to leave."
Yun Weixue was smart enough to know the trade-offs, but she couldn’t ignore the event concerning her family.
A thought suddenly struck Xiao Naihe.
"Why are you here, Weixue?" A smile climbed up Murong Fengjian’s face, but the undisguised lust sneaked into his eyes.
"Let my family go. I know you must have eyes in Yun family." Yun Weixue said coldly, but she turned her gaze to Xiao Naihe.
While Qin’er was getting a bit suspicious, she captured feeble and fragmentary sound outside, accompanied by footsteps and voices.
It was time for the guards to patrol!
Qin’er had already made a secret inquiry about the timetable in the imperial palace, the haunt of the royal children and the time of the guards' patrol inspection.
She immediately held her breath and concealed herself under a table just in case. These guards were imperial swordsmen, best of the best, who had at least reached the Occult Spirit Realm and was very sensitive to breath.
Her curiosity drove her to tap her fingers on a ground tile under the table and then push it, exposing a secret compartment.
Inside the secret compartment was a small jade tablet inlaid in a piece of sandalwood, and there was an eye-catching character "Bamboo" on the tablet.
"Immortal Bamboo Jade Tablet?" Qin’er curved her fingers gently, and then the jade tablet leaped into her fair palm driven by her spiritual power.
"How did Murong Fengjian get immortal bamboo jade card? The messenger of Mount Rosy Clouds has never invited the dignitaries of the kingdom of Dubhe, let alone this traitor. Oh, I see, he plotted to assassinate the emperor and unify the small world, and he had to deal with Mount Rosy Clouds, the holy land of martial arts in this world, so he wanted to select the outstanding disciple to enter it to work for him.” said firmly Qin'er.
She put the jade tablet into her bosom, and then spotted there was a blurred pattern on the sandalwood. Blowing away the dust, she took a closer look, and was surprised, "This is Small Devil Fetter trick, the cover-up in The Magic of the Celestial Devil.”
As a student of her father, Murong Fengjian also cultivated The Magic of the Celestial Devil, thus he had studied the mysteries of the book.
Qin'er stood up with a wee smile, and then gathered her spiritual power in her palm to brush against Murong Fengjian’s couch.
The couch turned over with a squeak. The girl waved the dust away with her hands and then looked over.
"Is it a secret tunnel?"
The secret tunnel in the bedroom of Murong Fengjian, such a fathomless figure, must have hidden some secrets.
Thinking of this, Qin'er was sorely tempted to dig the secrets, because she was curious about Murong Fengjian’s excessively strong power after he learnt the first volume of the devil kung fu.
The secret tunnel had a gloomy atmosphere, because Murong Fengjian required the Yin breath to refresh him after he practiced the devil kung fu, and moreover, with Yin Yang constitution, he pursued the extremely Yin condition.
Therefore, the tunnel was built based on the needs of Murong Fengjian.
Qin’er went deep into the tunnel, and there was no wind, but a chill blew against her face from the inside.
"It's so weird."
The lights flickered. She put her hands on the wall, and a ghastly cold penetrated into her body through her fingertips. She gave the wall a hard push, and then a stone door shifted position.
The stone door squeaked as Qin’er slowly pushed opened it. She poked the cobweb with her hands and stepped inside. Then she stared at the corner, dumbfound.
A chill overwhelmed her.
"Oh my god, this is..." Qin’er had never been so surprised in her life, even when she knew that Murong Fengjian was a half an immortal and her father's whereabouts.
But the scene in front of her made her feel creepy.
"No, I must get Xiao Naihe here. This…this is more amazing than the first volume of The Magic of the Celestial Devil.” Fear, mixed with excitement, took Qin’er.
…
At this time, Murong Fengjian suddenly frowned and peered into the distance with a slight of surprise.
Xiao Naihe followed Murong Fengjian’s eyes.
They did not look to the direction of Murong Fengjian’s bedroom. Not far away, a slim figure was approaching them. It was Yun Weixue who parted from Xiao Naihe not long ago.
"Why did she come here? I’ve asked her to leave."
Yun Weixue was smart enough to know the trade-offs, but she couldn’t ignore the event concerning her family.
A thought suddenly struck Xiao Naihe.
"Why are you here, Weixue?" A smile climbed up Murong Fengjian’s face, but the undisguised lust sneaked into his eyes.
"Let my family go. I know you must have eyes in Yun family." Yun Weixue said coldly, but she turned her gaze to Xiao Naihe.
