However, he discovered.
Bai Xingye was sleeping soundly on the bed.
Even when the servants in the Imperial Mansion were running around anxiously just now.
He didn’t wake up at all.
Bai Yaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door, and instructed the two maids to watch carefully.
Yet, they didn’t know that around the bed where Bai Xingye lay, a faint pink mist and white light floated.
Previously, Bai Zhi’er had lain there, leaving a small spell specially for Sixth Brother.
Ensuring he had a peaceful long night, not disturbed by nightmares, beneficial for his condition.
Therefore, even though it was loud outside, evil spirits were causing chaos.
They didn’t co near here.
The lonely wild ghosts originally lingering around Bai Xingye also retreated far away.
At night.
After Bai Zhi’er returned to the palace, she lay down and fell asleep quickly.
In her dream, she sought out the Earth God of this area.
In the midst of a white mist, an elderly man with crane-like hair appeared, supporting himself with a cane.
"May the Emperor be saintly well." His voice was aged.
Bai Zhi’er blinked her big eyes, her voice soft: "Earth Grandfather, the bad ghost causing trouble at my Third Uncle’s today, help see where it ran to?"
The Earth God closed his eyes and perford divination.
After a mont, he said, "I cannot find the presence of this fierce ghost anymore."
Bai Zhi’er was sowhat perplexed.
As long as soone dies on this land, even if they hide outside the Three Realms, the Earth God can find where they are.
Yet now, even the Earth Grandfather cannot find it.
Bai Zhi’er’s childish voice wondered: "Could it have been caught and taken to hell?"
The Earth God shook his head: "No trace at all, as if it has turned to dust and its soul scattered."
Bai Zhi’er was quite surprised.
Although she fought fiercely, she had purposely left a breath , right?
Otherwise, how could that fierce ghost have a chance to escape?
So quickly, its soul scattered.
Bai Zhi’er raised her little fist, her watery eyes thoughtfully observing.
Could it be that she injured the fierce ghost internally?
After running a few steps, it just kicked the bucket!
anwhile.
In the Xiuluo Guard, in a room with no lights, it was extrely dark.
Feng Fuce stood by the window, staring at the moonlight spilling across the courtyard.
His silhouette seed peaceful.
However, beneath his long brows, his cold eyes surged with an untad fierceness that ti could not confine.
Like sothing most vicious from the ancient era, from the desolate tis.
Feng Fuce slightly narrowed his long eyes.
Today, he wouldn’t be mistaken, above Prince Kang’s Mansion, the aura of the Heavenly Dao circled.
Could the woman currently ruling the Heavenly Realm have so connection with Prince Kang or the Bai Family?
Originally, years ago, Feng Fuce was about to break through the seal of the Demon World.
To stop him, the Heavenly Dao didn’t hesitate to fight in person.
Finally, Feng Fuce gravely wounded her.
Lately, she hid her presence and went into hiding.
Feng Fuce couldn’t find any trace of her.
Yet, when he left the Demon World, he fell into the trap set by the gods.
After being seriously injured, his mana was damaged and he transford into the appearance of a child.
Feng Fuce raised his right hand, looking at the distinctly veined yet slightly weak fingers.
His gaze was extrely cold and fierce, stretching out, with a hint of ghostly black and blue.
In the center of his brows, a small red mark gradually erged.
Compared to slaughter, he wished more to capture the Heavenly Dao, to kill the gods and establish his path.
To bring his Demon World warriors all into the mortal world, establishing his kingdom.
Suddenly.
A strange sound ca from behind him.
Feng Fuce turned with killing intent.
"ow~" The orange cat Dahua appeared charmingly rubbing against the wall.
Feng Fuce’s murderous intent faded from his eyes, and the red mark on his brow gradually disappeared.
He raised his brows and couldn’t help but smile.
"Here for food again?"
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