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193. Chapter 193 Hungry Ghost Festival [6]

The owner of those eyes was none other than the leader of the Demon Cult who dined with her at the restaurant a few days ago - Kuangxie!

He really entered the palace! It seems that there must be something wrong with Nangong Jin. Could it be that Ping'er didn't notice it? Or are there other reasons?

Xiyan was wondering when she found that he had also jumped into the abandoned palace like her. When she saw him standing in the yard staring at the dilapidated door of the palace, with a look of pain in his eyes, she said,

He murmured, "My concubine, my unfilial son has come to see you..."

Hearing his murmur, Xi Yan felt as if she had been struck by lightning and was stunned. He was calling his mother and concubine here. Could it be that he had some involvement with Nangong Yu? Or was Nangong Yu's father doing something stupid back then? If that was really the case.

If so, then how could Nangong Yu and Nangong Jin’s mother not know that she could still face the old emperor calmly?...

Questions rushed into Xiyan's mind one after another, causing her to lose consciousness. Her foot slipped, the branch broke with a "click", and her closed-breathing technique also disappeared...

"Who!" Kuang Xie's eyes flashed with He Ren's murderous intent, and with a twist of his body, he waved a powerful palm wind towards Xi Yan's hiding place...

"Fuck, you bastard, stop! It's me, Brother Bai!" Xiyan swore as she appeared. She didn't want to expose her strength without knowing the other party's true intentions, and pretended to be crippled.

He came down from the tree, sat on the ground and rubbed his feet.

The man in black was stunned. How could he recognize him even though his face was covered? Hearing that it was Brother Bai, he hurriedly stopped his hand, ran over and squatted down, and saw that it was him who had shared a table with him in the restaurant a few days ago.

Brother Bai, who was eating, felt relieved and asked casually, "Brother Bai, why are you back in the palace? Is it possible that there are also your enemies in the palace?"

Enemy?

Xiyan couldn't help but be surprised, why did the demon sect have a grudge against the royal family? She couldn't help but be a little curious, so she asked, "Brother Kuang has a grudge against the royal family?"

Kuangxie pulled off the black scarf on his face, showed a look of hatred, gritted his teeth and replied, "Yes! Back then..." Kuangxie stopped talking halfway, put on a lonely expression, stood up and entered

The dilapidated hall...

Xiyan was curious and limped in.

With the light of the last scorching sun on the horizon, Xiyan could clearly see the situation inside the main hall. Although the furnishings inside were shabby, it was not difficult to see that this place had once been extremely magnificent. What kind of person was his mother? How could he?

Never knew?

While watching, Xiyan paid attention to Kuangxie's expression, and sure enough she saw that he seemed to be immersed in the memories of the past, with a sweet smile on his face. That smile... was like meeting a long-lost lover.

...

There must be many stories about him. It seems that many of the messages she received are unreliable. Thinking of this, Xiyan made a bold decision. She had to find a way to let Kuangxie take her away.

....

So Xiyan exclaimed, and then said with some pain, "Brother Kuang, I'm sorry, I have a little stomach discomfort. I need... to go out for a while..."

"Go on, it will be completely dark in a while, and there will be more imperial guards patrolling the palace. If you are not familiar with the terrain, you will get lost... Brother, I will wait for you here and I will send you out in a while..."

Xi Yan's running figure paused for a moment. Isn't he so unkind and cold-blooded? His heart felt warm for no reason, and then he began to despise himself. What does this mean? Is it because he thinks differently? Or is it because he looks like Nangong?
Chapter completed!
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