After Murong Xue pacified Feng Ziling that he didn't need to worry, he turned coarse in space.

　　Layer after layer surrounded the outside of the cell, each guard had a gun barrel in his hand, and as soon as she appeared, they brushed against her, and if she hadn't backed away quickly, they almost didn't poke her into a sieve.

　　Murong Xue draws a corner of her mouth, her face frowning, is it necessary to have such a big battle?

　　The nervous heartbeats of the guards and their even breathing were unusually clear in the treacherous atmosphere of silence.

　　Wang Qing who sat on the chair without relaxing even a single one of his eyes tightly staring at the cell stood up all of a sudden and quickly pushed away the heavily surrounded guards to walk to Murong Xue's front and directly took her into his arms.

　　Murong Xue was stunned for a moment, then was about to push him away.

　　It was a pity that Murong Xue's strength without her spiritual power was simply no match for the highly skilled martial artist Wang Qing.

　　Murong Xue's clear, cold, moonlike eyes flashed with an icy bright light as she raised her eyes, gritted her teeth, and glared at him with indignation. "Let go, what are you doing?!"

　　"No, what if I let go and you escape again?!" Wang Qing's slightly trembling voice clearly swore that he was afraid.

　　The unfamiliar scent of a man sprang to the tip of her nose, making her faintly uncomfortable.

　　Murong Xue's brows were condensed and tangled, a hint of discomfort leaking from her tone, "Let go, I won't leave."

　　The surrounding guards hated their own eyes blind, this, they this layer after layer of holding a gun heavily armed defense in the end is for what?

　　I thought there was some kind of formidable enemy attack, but it turned out that when people came out, the king put his arm around the girl.

　　Spreading dog food after dog food to them, the nervous guards.

　　Murong Xue who couldn't break free could only put her hands against her chest, trying her best to pull away the distance between the two who were hugging each other tightly at this moment.

　　I don't know how long it took, when Murong Xue wanted to get mad, Wang Qing finally slightly loosened his embrace, but a pair of big hands still tightly pulled Murong Xue's small hand and didn't let go.

　　"All stand down." Wang Qing said to the guards outside the cell.

　　It was only then that the guards snapped back to their senses, and not daring to say a word more, they instantly walked out according to the arrangement.

　　Just the image of the war god Tianzun Qing Wang in his heart all changed at this moment.

　　"Let go, how long are you going to hold it, my hand hurts like hell. A man and a woman are not related, don't you know that?!" Murong Xue's face then rose even redder,glaring at him in annoyance.

　　Ignoring her struggles, Wang Qing was just afraid of hurting her and loosened his grip slightly to make sure he wouldn't hurt her or let her escape.

　　"Let's go, let's go back." Wang Qing said indifferently, he no longer asked about Feng Ziling's matter, he knew in his heart that Mutian must have a way to confirm Feng Ziling's identity, if not, the party was not expected to be the one who appeared alone.

　　Murong Xue had no choice but to let him lead her and see if she could find a chance to escape on the way.

　　"Don't you dare try to escape, if I'm not mistaken, wherever you disappear you will definitely come out." Wang Qing said as he pulled her along.

　　Murong Xue's face instantly changed by several swings, why was this bird man so smart.

　　Then she added with forced composure, "Nonsense, it's not like that at all." Shit, he'd guessed the one thing she didn't want him to know.

　　Wang Qing hooked his sexy thin lips and gently raised an eyebrow. "Don't be lustful, you can't fool me."

　　"Tap-tap!" Murong Xue couldn't help but step heavily on the road in exasperation.

　　Wang Qing's lips slightly raised the corner of a smile, as long as it is not untraceable is good, the heart of the party's sense of panic finally eased some.

　　The dream is beautiful, but the reality is very bony, on this journey, Murong Xue found countless excuses were not able to shake off Wang Qing's hand, not to mention the escape, and finally helplessly returned to the Qing King's House.

　　Murong Xue, who was listening to the snow pavilion, suddenly reached out to the table and flicked it, and the teapot and tealight fell to the ground and broke.

　　No wonder she was annoyed, the entire Hearing Snow Pavilion inside and outside are surrounded by countless guards, there are still ten or so maids inside the house is watching intently, not to mention escape, she came to take a step are accompanied by dozens of pairs of eyes.

　　"Miss Mu please calm down." The maids fell to their knees one after another, not daring to breathe a single breath.

　　These maids had already been hammered by the king before they arrived, not only to serve this Miss Mu well, but also to prevent her from escaping, and to make sure that Miss Mu had a comfortable life.

　　Murong Xue frowned, looking at the people kneeling down in the room, her heart became more annoyed.

　　"All get up, can you go out and leave me alone." Murong Xue's eyebrows pouted.

　　"Beg for Ms. Mu's mercy."

　　"Beg for Miss Mu's mercy."

　　Instead of getting up after hearing Murong Xue's words, the maids kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

　　All of a sudden, Murong Xue was stunned, and only after half a second of seeing these maids really unceremoniously bumping their foreheads, did she react.

　　"Stop! All stop." Murong Xue shouted.

　　Only then did they slowly stop the frightening kowtowing behavior of the party.

　　She didn't say anything just now! Why do they all look like they're in trouble?

　　"What are you guys doing?!"

　　The maids looked at each other, bit their lips, and then shook their heads, none of them just spoke.

　　Murong Xue was even more speechless this time, "You answer, why did Fang beg me for enlightenment, I was just calling you guys up."

　　One of the maids that was named was about to cry out, her eyes were red and she opened her mouth, "Miss Mu, we're just maids ah, we don't have the right to define stay or go. There are orders from above that we can t leave you by half a step, you let us go out ........." It means to let them die.

　　This off-topic, Murong Xue did listen to understand, shit, this perverted era, perverted hierarchy, although it is said that she does not have any opinion on some of the circumstances of the era, but after all, she did not touch, now that she touched it, only to know that some can not accept it.

　　"Alright, all stop kneeling, get up." Murong Xue said indifferently, it was just some innocent maids, it was useless for her to relent on them.

　　Murong Xue took out several bottles of ointment from her bosom and handed them to the several maids before her, "Take the ointment and rub the injury on your forehead."

　　The maid didn't take it, but shook her head desperately, waving her hand in succession, "No, no, no, we can't ask for Miss Mu's things, it's just a small injury, it doesn't matter, it'll be fine in a couple of days."

　　Murong Xue frowned, "Take it if you're told to, that's an order, rub it all in."

　　"Yes, Miss Mu." The maid trembled and took the ointment over, then rubbed the ointment on each other.

　　The fresh scent of the ointment spread through the room, refreshing the senses.

　　Each of the maids had slightly red eyes, when did any master care about their wounds, this medicine knew it was not a mortal product as soon as it was rubbed in, and they actually let such humble slaves like them use it.

　　The ointment rubbed on his forehead was cold and comfortable, and the wound that was still painful just now actually didn't hurt at all.

　　When the maid rubbed the ointment, she was careful, dabbing a little bit of it with her fingers, not wasting half of it.

　　After finishing, one of the maids, holding the ointment bottle, re-presented it with both hands in front of Murong Xue, "Miss Mu, we finished rubbing the ointment, and there's still quite a bit left. This ......"

　　In fact, Murong Xue looked at so many people, enough to take five bottles out, only to find that they didn't even finish rubbing one bottle.

　　"These ointments are for you, take them down, these are also for you, one bottle each." Murong Xue took out another 11 bottles of ointment from her arms and placed them on the table.

　　The maids in the room, she counted a total of 15 people, excluding the bottle that Fang had already used, she took out 11 bottles, which was just right.

　　"How can this be, Miss Mu, we are of humble status and cannot afford to compensate for the honor of this ointment, Miss Mu keep it for yourself." Being able to use it once, they were already grateful enough, how could they dare to Xiao Xiao think of such a good thing.

　　They couldn't afford a bottle of such ointment even if they sold it.

　　"This is an order, each of you take a bottle." Murong Xue was too lazy to civilly reason with them.

　　The slaves in this era had already had a certain slavery, it was not something that could be transformed at once, and Murong Xue didn't want to tell them about the modern set of things, it wasn't helping them but harming them.

　　Every era had certain laws of survival, and it would undoubtedly be a mirage if she told them about the laws that did not belong to this era.

　　As expected, Murong Xue said it was an order before the maids dared to accept the ointment. Seeing that they carefully placed it in their arms and even reached out to pat it, one can imagine how much they cherished it.

　　Murong Xue, who was being watched like this, was half in the mood, she stood up, "I'm going to go in and rest for a while, you guys do whatever you need to do."

　　"Yes, Ms. Mu."

　　Murong Xue entered the inner room and then lay down on the bed, her eyes rolling around, with half a trace of wanting to sleep over.

　　There were four big maids who followed them into the inner room, and the rest stood guard outside, not making a sound at all, which they had been trained to do since they were young.

　　Followed in the big maid, two people holding a fan in their hands gently fanning Murong Xue, the strength is gentle, soft wind makes people comfortable and want to fall asleep.

　　The remaining two maids lit the incense in the room.

　　Murong Xue faced inward and sighed in her heart that people in ancient times just know how to enjoy themselves.

　　Just what the hell do you do in a bad situation like this now.

　　I wonder how well Lin Yang is prepared?

　　The True Dragon's Blood, ah, who the hell is it?

　　She didn't intend to stay inside this space for too long. Although she didn't remember what happened before, Xiao Bai had said that she was going to the Divine Dragon Continent to find her parents. The only thing she owed in her last life was her mom and dad.

　　The more I think about it, the more I can't sleep. The more I think about it, the more I can't sleep, and the more I panic.

　　At this time, Wang Qing was in the conference hall and had called a meeting with various generals.

　　Recounting what he had seen earlier in the Black City caused an uproar.

　　If it wasn't for the fact that the person saying these words was Wang Qing, they would have ironically thought that this person was crazy.

　　When did they, the Fire Country, actually fall behind to such an extent, how appalling it was that a round thing could actually blow up and step on a side of a house.