Dongming Ziyu smiled "virtuously", closed her half-open clothes, and said dotingly: "Go, Mr. Xiao doesn't contact you often."

Xiao Fei has always had a free attitude toward Shangguan Ruoli, and this is the first time he has sent a letter to her.

Shangguan Ruoli hurriedly went out to pick up the secret letter and brought it over. When he opened it and took a look, he couldn't help but reveal a big smile.

"Something good? Come here..." Dongming Ziyu was already sitting in the bathtub. In the mist of water, he put his arms on the edge of the bathtub leisurely and contentedly, half-smiling, full of charm.

Seeing the two red lips opening and closing, which became more and more attractive in the mist of water vapor, Shangguan Ruoli walked over with peach blossoms in his eyes.

Dongming Ziyu's exposed arms and shoulders have well-proportioned and strong muscles, exuding the beauty of strength. However, his skin is not as rough as that of ordinary men. It looks delicate and smooth, making people want to touch it.

Touch it.

Shangguan Ruoli spent a lot of effort to restrain himself from doing anything. Instead, he picked up the dish of bath beans that was placed aside, swallowed his saliva, and asked, "Do you want to rub your back?"

Dongming Ziyu just tilted his head, looked at her, and said with a smile: "Do you need me to take off your clothes?"

Want a mandarin duck bath?

Shangguan Ruoli stood still and said, "Stop making trouble, I will tell you something happy."

"Come in and talk!" There was a splash of water, and Dongming Ziyu stood up.

It’s so annoying to the eyes!

Shangguan Ruoli kept trying to hide, but half-pushed her, her down-padded jacket was ripped open, she was stripped naked in a few moments, and she was carried into the bathtub.

The water was very hot, and Dongming Ziyu's body was also very hot. Shangguan Ruoli grabbed her neck and let out a reflexive sigh.

Dongming Ziyu began to move his hands up and down, "Did Xiao Fei bring you good news?"

Shangguan Ruoli's brain was gnawed away by her again, and he murmured: "The old man used his previous contacts to find out the lair of the black-robed ancestor. Moreover, the black-robed ancestor returns to his lair to practice for seven years every year on the anniversary of his death.

Seventy-nine days. Counting the time, it’s the twelfth lunar month.”

Dongming Ziyu made a move and became interested, "Oh? Where is his lair?"

Shangguan Ruoli said with bright eyes: "It's in the Bloody Mist Mountain in Beiling. However, it is said that there are many people guarding the tomb. There are many long-lost formations in the cemetery. Those who enter never return."

Seeing her eagerness to try, Dongming Ziyu laughed and said while pouring water on her: "You don't want to take a look, do you?"

Shangguan Ruoli nodded, "It is said that this black-robed ancestor is Emperor Xuanwu, the master of the Canglan Empire three hundred years ago. There are not only gold and silver treasures in the tomb, but also many lost martial arts secrets and medicinal herbs."

Dongming Ziyu frowned, "Three hundred years ago, Canglan Continent was a unified country. Since the death of Emperor Xuanwu, it has been divided into pieces. After many years of war, the current situation of four kingdoms has finally formed. Unexpectedly, the black-robed ancestor

It’s actually Emperor Xuanwu!”

"The identity of the black-robed ancestor is also rumored and speculated. We will find out if we go and have a look." Shangguan Ruoli helped Dongming Ziyu wash his hair.

Dongming Ziyu helped her clean his favorite place to hang out, "If the black-robed ancestor is really Emperor Xuanwu, then it makes sense that he controls Yunxia Palace and wants to use puppet soldiers and Gu people to regain control of the entire Canglan Continent."

Shangguan Ruoli said in confusion: "Then why did he come out again after disappearing for more than a hundred years? In fact, whether the Black-robed Patriarch is a person or an organization, or there are people who use the name of the Black-robed Patriarch to come out and act, it doesn't matter.

It’s hard to say, after all, what everyone sees is just a black cloak and mask.”

"Then go and have a look, I will accompany you!" Dongming Ziyu said, quickly cleaning Shangguan Ruoli and then carrying him to the bed for a while.

He had to go on a journey tomorrow, but he didn't go overboard. He asked for it once and then fell asleep with his arms around him.

I got up at dawn the next day, briefly freshened up, had breakfast, and went to join the large group of people outside the city.

Prime Minister Xu and Master Chen had already arrived, and saw Dongming Ziyu's team coming up to greet them.

"Prince, Princess, the team will be organized immediately and can set off immediately." Prime Minister Xu's face looked ugly. I don't know if it was because he didn't sleep well, or because both zombies were taken care of.

Mr. Chen has always been very honest. He obediently followed Prime Minister Xu and saluted, but said nothing.

"Yeah." Dongming Ziyu responded lightly through the car curtain.

Mo Wen asked: "We must move faster these two days, otherwise we will miss the station."

Prime Minister Xu responded lightly and took Mr. Chen to watch the soldiers loading tents and other items into the car.

The soldiers were all well-trained, and soon the team set off again.

Because of the good planning, the rest of the trip went smoothly without the hosts having to camp.

Maybe Dongming Ziyu's shock to Cui Langming had an effect, and he didn't encounter any messy things for several days in a row.

Whenever he encountered a place where Plum Blossom Pavilion was stationed, Shangguan Ruoli would disguise himself as a flower and go there at night.

The further north you go, the colder the weather gets and the fewer people there are.

Ten days later, there was already snow on the road. It was about to enter the mountains, but the sky was already dark.

When I was about to park my car and camp, I was ambushed!

A group of black-clad killers emerged from the shadows and pounced directly on Dongming Ziyu's iconic luxury carriage at the front.

"Kill Prince Xuan!" Ignoring the long swords in the hands of the guards of Prince Xuan's palace, these people rushed towards the carriage desperately with a desperate fighting style.

After tearing open the guard's protective circle, two assassins rushed to the carriage.

He raised his sword and slashed at the carriage. Mo Wen drew his sword and blocked it, fighting with the two assassins.

Shangguan Ruoli was observing the battle situation in the car and knew that An Yi, Zhui Feng and the others had not appeared yet, and it was not time for her to take action.

Mo Wen stabbed the killer with his sword, trying to force him away, but seeing that the other person refused to dodge, Mo Wen's long sword passed through his body, and the knife in his hand struck at the carriage.

"They are dead soldiers!" Shangguan Ruoli fired a sleeve crossbow from the window and helped Mo Wen kill an assassin.

Dongming Ziyu said calmly: "Keep alive."

"Yes!" Xiao Mo answered very calmly as he had experienced many battles with Dongming Ziyu.

Even the four horses that were reined in by Mo Xiang showed no signs of panic except for their hooves trampling.

"Shoot the horse!" The dead man raised his knife and slashed at the horse pulling the cart, trying to provoke it and make the horse run wildly out of the protective circle of the guards.

However, no hidden arrows were fired as expected. Knowing that the man in the dark had been dealt with, the dead man panicked. He took out his hidden weapon and tried to shoot the horse, but was pierced through the chest with a sword from his bodyguard.

Of course, the soldiers sent by the imperial court would not stand idly by and come to help. Even if every one of the dead soldiers died, they would not be able to withstand the large number of people.

The dead soldiers were quickly eliminated and three were captured alive.

Dongming Ziyu calmly ordered: "Set up camp on the spot!"
Chapter completed!