But the next second, the king and his minister suddenly raised their heads, and their deep and dark eyes swept straight into the direction of the dungeon: "Your Highness, you are gone!"

Not only in the city lord's mansion, but also in this world, I can't detect the breath.

Why...it suddenly disappeared?

"Mr. Mubai, what's wrong with you?"

"Have your Highness left the City Lord's Mansion?" The screams and worries of several men suddenly came.

One of them stood up and wanted to go over and help, but the moment he reached out, he seemed to touch some empty gas. His fingertips thrust violently and quickly shrank back.

Mu Bai lowered his head and eyes slightly.

The fingers with clear joints suddenly pressed against their chests, frowned, and immediately turned their eyes when they noticed the lord and ministers and Chonglin. Mu Bai made a gesture to prove that he was fine.

"Come again, the person who took Xiaojiu to the dungeon, call me here." Mu Bai slowly put down his hand and spoke in an innocent tone.

Now this moment is very serious.

There is a kind of intuition, and a very bad intuition, ringing in Mubai's mind.

The three people who used to fight each other when they met have now restrained their laziness that is hidden from the surface.

Under the admiring and astonished eyes of several men, he came back to prophecy and the maid appeared in front of Mubai out of thin air.

As soon as he appeared, the maid's expression was obviously stunned.

How could she suddenly appear here?

Before the maid could look up, she could feel three majestic and cold figures beside her, bringing the silence before the storm came.

"Jun...see the monarch."

"See Lord Chonglin, meet Lord Mubai." The maid quickly knelt on the ground. Before Mubai could ask, she spoke out the reason for the matter:

"Your Highness, your Highness seems to have left the twelve realms."

"In the dungeon, Your Highness glanced at the letters that the young master gave to her, and suddenly disappeared."

Letters, leave!

And no trace left?

Even when Mu Bai asked before, Jiuyin said that she didn't know the young master, so how could it be...

"What letter is it? What is it written?" The deep eyes of the king and his minister fell on the maid, causing her heart to jump heavily and her breathing was temporarily unstable.

Mubai stood beside the maid and was silent for a while.

There are no words to describe that emotion. Mu Bai has only experienced this feeling twice.

The first time was ten thousand years ago, when the emperor and his ministers died from the world. The second time was when he learned that Jiuyin voluntarily cut off his soul and endured the prophecy of death.

This is the third time now.

"Look up and look at me." Mu Bai's two fingers were clamped with black cards, and the sharp card face pressed against the maid's throat, making her lips look a little white.

If Jiuyin is here, you will hear Mu Bai's voice just now in a tone that she had never heard before.

The sudden coldness made the maid tremble all over.

Mu Bai's fingers holding the chess and cards slowly raised, causing the maid's panicked eyes to look at him. Just as the maid was worried, Mu Bai's voice came from the front.

"You're thinking, can't let me know?"

"What is the identity of the young master? Is the younger brother of the Lord of the Realm? Yes?! Very good."

"What is the content in the letter? The young master is in danger! What is Xiaojiu doing? It is very likely to be going to save him!"

"very good!"
Chapter completed!