Husband, Don't Be Panic

Chapter 292

“....？”

"Chu Danfeng would never be so impulsive." Yan Yi's voice was as steady as ever, "let me guess, the high priest's art of guarding the spirit is really getting better and better."

The girl's body faltered for a moment, and then she fell down softly. There was no more movement. Yan Yi recovered his usual indifference and slowly returned to the bed.

Why did the high priest tell himself this by the mouth of Chu Danfeng? For Yan Yi's current status, the more he knows, the more dangerous he will be. Because he is forced to become an "accomplice". If he does not follow the high priest, he will be a "rebel."

The high priest didn't answer him. He didn't know whether it was because of the limited time for controlling the spirit. Yan Yi went back to the couch and began to meditate. He tried to calm himself down and think about what chips he had in his hands.

In the evening, Yan Yi finally felt hungry. If he was not hungry, he would be very hungry. When he was hungry, he walked to the door and opened the only window that could communicate with the outside. He saw that there were many bodyguards standing there, which showed a strong sense of awe.

"What..."

"sorry, little Lord, you can't go out." One of the guards turned his head slightly and spit out a word coldly. Yan Yi had no choice but to raise his hand. "I know that I can't get out. I just want to ask... How long can I wait for dinner?"

A crowd fell into silence and no one paid attention to his words.

Yan Yi had to knock on the small window again to attract attention, "did the high priest order me to be imprisoned to death? It's still starving to death... It really damages the reputation of the burial palace in the river and lake. "

Get the reply is still concise, "subordinate has no right to interfere in this matter."

These people should be the elite death attendants of the burial palace. They are usually kept in the dungeons, but they can't be called out. As the "little master" of Yan Yi, they can't play a deterrent role. What's more, they just stand upright without blinking their eyelids.

Yan Yi could not help rubbing his eyebrows, but he still felt that he could not bear it. "You --"

before the voice fell, he saw a green dress coming from the other end of the corridor without any illness. "You are working hard."

The voice was very familiar. Yan Yi cocked up his ears in an instant, and quietly stepped back two steps. The whole person withdrew from the sight range. He heard the guard reply to the visitor with the same attitude, "the high priest has orders. No admittance is allowed. Violators will be killed on the spot."

"I know, I know, you are all under orders," said the man with a smile in his voice. Facing such a smiling face, it is difficult for anyone to completely calm down. "Please see, here is a letter from the high priest."

There was a rustling voice, and Yan was a little stunned. She didn't understand what the woman was doing.

"You have only one incense stick. Please don't embarrass me."

"Yes, yes, please."

The moment the two gates were opened, the bright sunlight poured in. Yan Yi narrowed his eyes in an instant, but an idea flashed in his heart. Could you kill him in this moment? Kill this delicate cage made of gold.

I have already fought against Xiao Yunjing. What have you never experienced?

It's better to see blood, fight and fight than to live in this cage.

"You can't live in the garden. Why are you dead?" The man in green sat down beside Yan Yi and pulled back his thoughts in an instant.

Yan Yi said, "don't talk nonsense. What are you doing here?"

"There is one important thing that I think you need to know." Lu Yun restrained his laughter and said in a deep voice, "the master of the imperial palace is dead. Now he is buried in the world. The whole palace is preparing for a funeral ceremony. Look at that posture, it is no less than the death of the emperor."

"I know that." Yan Yi breathed out a breath, "guess also can guess, he does not die one day, the high priest won't save me."

Lu Yun laughed twice and patted the man on the shoulder with sympathy, "you are quite self-conscious." Now, the Lord of the funeral, you don't want to make a lot of trouble with the high priest? She secretly cultivated a young master... "

Yan Yi was silent for a moment. Lu Yunjian seemed to be waiting for him to be surprised. The two of them glared at each other for a long time. He could only tell the truth," I know this too. "

Lu Yunjian:!!!

It seemed that his shock was more than Yan Yi's. after a moment of bitterness flashed on his face, Lu Yun said with a smile, "well, it seems that I didn't have to come this time, it's not worth it, it's not worth it ~"

Yan Yi didn't want to waste a quarter of his hour on such nonsense, "when is the high priest going to lock me up? If she wants it, the little Lord will find out. Is it not good to let me go? "

Lu Yun's expression condenses, "Yan Yi, there is a sentence, I don't know when to say." He seemed to have a great determination and considered several rounds of wording: "the new young Lord supported by the high priest is a woman. I once met him in a hurry. Although I didn't see the appearance, it was definitely a woman."Yan Yi was suddenly surprised.

This is what he never expected. There are not no women in the funeral palace. However, he is as cunning and intelligent as Chu Danfeng. In the end, he only becomes the leader and can only assist him. The palace master in the sect has never succeeded to the throne from a woman. Chu Danfeng is the most outstanding martial artist who can only inherit the high priest.

Women? Between the lights, he thought of the words of the high priest, "people you know well". Suddenly, his whole body trembled and gave a thrill. The chill spread from all over the body, and went straight to the heavenly cover.

He didn't know many women. He knew only a few people.

Lu Yun observes his words and looks. He holds Yan Yi's hand at that moment. His expression is the same as that of him. "You also think of her, don't you?"

"No way!" Yan Yi seems to have been greatly frightened. In an instant, he shakes off Lu Yunjian's hand. However, he forgets that he is seriously injured. The white gauze wrapped in his chest is bleeding again. He coughs several times on his lips with his fist in his hand. Under his disordered hair, his face shows some abnormal flush.

"Don't get excited! At present, everything is just a guess. "Lu Yunjian quickly bandaged Yan Yi again, removed the old gauze and replaced it with a new one. After years of practicing medicine, he also held his breath, and the words that had been prepared earlier were blocked in his throat, and he could not say a word.

Yan Yi gasped for breath, as if he was no longer the swordsman with a smile, but a fish on the verge of drowning after losing water.

"You can say it."

"....

he raised his eyes, and for a moment he was as red as blood," say. "

After Lu Yunjian repainted him, his hands seemed at a loss. After changing places, he still crossed his fingers and reached in front of his forehead. "I'm just guessing that the high priest has long known that Miss Jiang is not an ordinary person. Why can he tolerate it until now? If you don't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, with the high priest's temperament, most of them will just cut off the roots... Go back to the root and think about it, don't you think it's strange that Miss Jiang appears? Is she really the fourth miss of the Jiang family? "

Yan Yi listened to Lu Yun's words and stood up slowly. His eyes were like thick ink in the candlelight, black to the extreme, "I believe in her."

"You believe in her, who will believe you?" Lu Yunjian followed Huoran and said, "I'm not afraid to make this clear to you. I guess Jiang chenbi is the young master trained by the high priest secretly."

Shua!

A bright cold light flashed in the air. Lu Yun had a dagger in front of him, which was inserted within three inches from his cheek. The handle of the knife was still shaking.