Luo Feiyu felt very bald.

Zhu Ting took such pains to pass this piece of paper to him, so he must not be playing tricks on anyone. He had long discovered that Zhu Ting was secretive about his whereabouts, and spoke and acted mysteriously. But every word on the letter, he

He knew them all, but he really didn't understand what they meant together.

Your Majesty? Living God? Escape as soon as possible? Royal Palace? Support? What have they arranged?

From the very beginning when Zhu Ting came to Songjiang Mansion, he seemed weird. He was living alone at a young age. He had such skills as martial arts, dexterity, and fortune-telling. How could such a spooky little novelty be forced to take advantage of him?

Mazi escapes from the "pursuing soldiers", are those who want to put a sack on him really human teeth?

Regarding this, Luo Feiyu didn't believe it at all.

He remembered that Xiao Mazi said that the people who put the sack on him were a few people dressed as servants.

Zhu Ting often took out precious materials to set up mechanisms. Luo Feiyu thought that he might be a second-generation rich man who had sneaked out and the servants were here to kidnap him back home.

Zhu Ting was clever and obedient, and nothing happened under Luo Feiyu's nose, so Luo Feiyu never asked about his identity, only thinking that this kid would one day explain it to himself.

He had a vague intuition that Zhu Ting came to Songjiang Mansion because of "Ah Jiu".

Zhu Ting's weird compass and the blabbering instructions are all very targeted. For example, when he tests people's words, the first thing he calculates is not how the other person is, but whether he is "destined to be a good match" for Ah Jiu.

"People", this shows that the purpose of these skills he learned is not actually on others at all, but on the "Ajiu" found in his compass.

Luo Feiyu finally remembered the "good news" the system told him when he first logged into Beggar Sister's account——

You got a big deal with your identity this time, and your life will be very comfortable. You will understand it slowly after you log in to your account.

Who is Ah Jiu?

Luo Feiyu was only a layer of window paper away from that answer.

Wu Hua stared at the piece of paper with a smile but not a smile, elegant and calm, showing no trace of joy or anger: "Jiu'er, can you help me clarify my doubts, who is my father-in-law? What is the meaning of the word 'death escape'?"

Luo Feiyu twitched his lips in embarrassment, "I really don't know what's going on. I'm also very confused now."

Wu Hua obviously didn't believe what he said: "Our wedding is about to happen, do you still want to make a fuss with me? But you don't look down on me, a man of impure blood, and refuse to condescend to me?"

When Luo Feiyu heard the words "Yuzun lowers his rank," he suddenly had an idea.

Wuhua reminded him that in the Ming Dynasty, people with the surname Zhu were not unusual at all, but if they were related to some royal palace and had the surname Zhu, then the origin would be very intriguing.

Zhu Ting's identity is another matter, but Ah Jiu, a little beggar without heels, has what qualifications does the palace have to accept him?

The only possibility is that Ah Jiu was one of the masters of the palace.

Ajiu is royalty!

The noble royal family is living outside as a beggar, and some people are looking for them with mysterious compasses. Luo Feiyu has never heard of relying on Feng Shui compasses to find people, which only means that what they are looking for may not be "

"People", but something more metaphysical, such as...

soul?

Then they found Ah Jiu. As soon as Zhu Ting saw him, without having any contact with his disguise, he revealed that he was a cross-dressing boss. This proved that the people in the "Prince's Palace" knew very well what they were looking for.

It's a man.

Coupled with the names "Your Majesty Remembers" and "Living Immortal", which Luo Feiyu had heard from Zhu Ting several times, these clues were connected in series and gradually formed a clear thread.

——Zhu Ting was sent by the "Prince's Mansion" to find the reincarnation of a certain royal family member.

Maybe it was reincarnation, maybe it was a body snatching, but what they were looking for was definitely a ghost.

As for the specific reason why they were looking for this ghost, Luo Feiyu had too little information to guess.

Anyway, he knew that they thought he was the ghost in front of "Ah Jiu" now.

Luo Feiyu suddenly became enlightened.

But the problem comes again.

Now that he is Ah Jiu, where has the true royal family that originally wanted to possess him gone?

Ah Jiu is a virtual person created by the system and does not exist!

Luo Feiyu's powerful brain has been conjuring up a conspiracy drama every minute: maybe the theory that the royal family will be reborn is completely false, maybe this is just a scam in the complicated and treacherous palace... and so on.

etc.

He remembered the strange words Wuhua said on the Mid-Autumn Night, and deliberately sighed, pretending to be secretive, frowning and asking tentatively: "Have you seen those four guards before?"

Wuhua secretly thought that Luo Feiyu was really pretending to be stupid that night, and his smile did not change: "If they hadn't stopped me, I would have killed you by mistake as early as the night when you had a drinking contest with Brother Hu."

Only then did Luo Feiyu know what was going on that day that he didn't die suddenly. He was secretly shocked, and with a calm expression on his face, he said nervously: "Ah? Are you injured?"

Wuhua's concern for him was very helpful, and her face softened a bit: "Although the Flying Fish Seven Star Sword is famous all over the world, have you ever heard of any real master who was trapped and died in the sword formation? Their formation is more than difficult to deal with.

, but it can’t hurt me.”

Luo Feiyu felt that the name Feiyu Seven Star Sword was inexplicably familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

He flipped through the target list, but those secret guards were of excellent quality. Their names were not in his target list at all, and he did not know where they were lurking.

When he thought about having someone by his side to protect him for twelve hours, he felt awkward and lucky at the same time.

Thanks to them, he had been able to stay aloof for so long and was even bound to Wuhua as a teammate; but Luo Feiyu didn't like this feeling of no privacy. Personal protection not only meant protection, but was actually a form of surveillance.

He was silent for a long time, then tore the piece of paper into pieces in front of Wuhua.

Wu Hua was startled.

"What are you...?"

Luo Feiyu said seriously: "I don't like to follow other people's arrangements, and I don't want to wade into unnecessary muddy waters. I have already thought about it. There is a little fire god in Songjiang Mansion, so I don't need to worry about it. I will go with you.

Escort the box back to the Valley of the Wicked."

Wuhua rarely showed surprise. Luo Feiyu's behavior made him a little puzzled: "Have you forgotten the rules of the Valley of the Evil?"

Luo Feiyu smiled and said: "Of course I haven't forgotten it. When I return to the Valley of the Wicked, I will be pampered by my uncle Tu and Sister Tu. I think you still dare to play with me with handcuffs!"

Wuhua had a complicated mood: "You know that's not what I'm talking about."

The Covenant of Kunlun means you can only enter but not get out. If you enter the Valley of the Wicked, you will be dead in the world. For people like them, the Valley of the Wicked is actually a place where they will die.

Wu Hua had already guessed that Luo Feiyu had a distinguished status, but he was actually willing to leave behind the wealth and respect that the world envied and go with him to the remote Valley of the Wicked, and there was a high possibility that he would grow old there. This was really a very unusual situation.

An invitation that impresses.

He stared at Luo Feiyu deeply, his heart pounding.

Walking through three lives, you will end up in the Valley of Evil.

In his eyes, Luo Feiyu's words were like asking, now that I'm going to put down all my possessions and promise you three lives, are you willing to put aside your ambitions and plots for the world and follow me?

he……

Wuhua felt that this question came so unexpectedly that it almost made him confused.

He thought about many things in his mind at that moment, his forbearance, his hatred, his unwillingness, his pursuit... He deliberately planted flowers but did not bloom, but unintentionally planted willows to make shade. For twenty years, he used any means to achieve his goals.

It was all in vain, but suddenly he transformed and became the real master behind the Valley of the Wicked that the world was afraid of...

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

This dream is far from over, but there will always be a day when it wakes up.

He clearly knew that he should not indulge in his dream, because even if he would be cold and lonely after taking over the world, he still wanted to sit in that position and have a taste of it.

But... he is the one who is dreaming, and he can terminate this dream at any time. Before he is tired of it, why not indulge it as much as he wants?

He never suppresses his desires.

He suddenly turned around and grabbed Luo Feiyu's right hand that was tied to his, turned around and left.

Luo Feiyu was staggered by him and asked in a daze: "What's wrong? Where are you going? Aren't you going to buy anything?"

Wuhua walked quickly and replied: "I won't buy it. We will set off immediately."

"Let's go? Where?"

"Back to the Valley of the Wicked."

"Then, what about the kiss?"

Wuhua looked back at him and said with a smile: "Seniors dote on you so much, don't you want to worship heaven and earth with me in front of them?"

Luo Feiyu didn't know why he suddenly wanted to go back in such a hurry, and said funnyly: "Of course I do, but you are too hasty..."

Wuhua just shook his head and said nothing. If he didn't move faster, he wasn't afraid that he would regret it. He was afraid that Luo Feiyu would regret it.

He had already prepared the carriages and horses to escort the box. If it weren't for the purpose of catching Luo Feiyu, he would have left Songjiang Mansion half a month ago.

Luo Feiyu had no choice but to leave a message to Zhu Ting and the others with Old Tang. He and Wuhua dressed up as bodyguards and carried six large dark boxes out of the city.

At the edge of the map of Songjiang Prefecture, Luo Feiyu looked back and suddenly felt that Zhu Ting was actually enjoying the scenery by taking his little lover everywhere.

This place is really nice——

Huh, his vision suddenly went dark.

…
To be continued...