The Emperor is kidnapped, and the useless daughter destroys the three realms

Chapter 297 is so touching

When Linghu Zhou heard Qinglong's question, his brain twitched and many things flashed through his mind.

But these things happened one by one, and he couldn't connect them together.

Linghu Zhou rubbed his head in annoyance and hit it from time to time, while the others waited patiently on the side.

Suddenly, Ruan Xihe turned around and stared at Gong Ziheng beside him in confusion, "Aren't you going to look for Shen Yan? Why are you still here?"

Gongzi Heng was completely focused on what happened after Linghu Zhou was captured, and had long forgotten about going to find Shen Yan.

After being reminded by Ruan Xihe, he remembered this matter belatedly.

"Ah...haha...what about Boss? Actually, I think it's okay to find Shen Yan later. What do you think?"

Ruan Xihe smiled but said nothing.

Linghu Zhou first remembered that he was captured and forced to take something, then he gradually lost consciousness. When he opened his eyes again, he saw that he was chained to the head of the bed.

Then, he found himself wrapped in white mist, his body gradually heated up, and he lost his mind. If I remember correctly, he seemed to be captured by the Saint Elder of the Church...

Linghu Zhou was startled and reached his hand into his chest, eager to confirm something.

"Brother Zhou, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..." When Qing Long saw his actions, tears fell like rain and mist appeared in his eyes.

After hearing Qing Long's words, Linghu Zhou's heart died halfway, and his memory was chaotic. In his memory, apart from being locked up, there was white fog and...

I originally thought that my memory was half true and half false, but Qing Long's words directly confirmed that his memory was all true.

Gongzi Heng and Ruan Xihe were somewhat embarrassed, but as outsiders, they could not speak up in this situation.

"It's enough to save my life."

Linghu Zhou sighed, his eyelids slightly raised, staring blankly at the roof, and then he raised his hand and stroked Qing Long's head, "Brother, it's okay, I'm glad you're alive."

At this moment, two sudden sobs were heard in the room.

Ruan Xihe poked Gongzi Heng's arm with an expression of disbelief, not understanding at all, "Why are you crying?"

"Boss, this is so touching." Gong Ziheng wiped away the non-existent tears and pouted his lips, "If you are in danger in the future, I can also sacrifice my proud appearance to save you."

Ruan Xihe: “…”

Thanks, but no need.

Linghu Zhou, who was lying on the bed on the other side, felt as if his heart was stabbed by a knife after hearing what Gongzi Heng said. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Why did he feel that Gongzi Heng's words didn't seem to be comforting him, but rather a way to attack him?

"Sister Ruan is so powerful, there will definitely be no day when she will encounter danger!" Qing Long sobbed and retorted to him.

Linghu Zhou finally tried his best to recall his memories and told everyone in detail what happened after he was captured.

Of course, he also omitted the parts that should be omitted.

However, Linghu Zhou said something rather strange at the end.

He said that every time the Saint Lady Elder came to see him, she would practice beside him, and during the practice, some white mist would always appear around the two of them.

The white mist was extremely strange, and no one knew where it came from, but it gave him a very bad feeling. After inhaling it, his consciousness would become dull, or even unconscious, and his body would feel a little out of control.

"White mist...cultivation..." Ruan Xihe supported his chin with his hand and thought.

After saying everything in one breath, Linghu Zhou suddenly spat out blood. The bright red blood sprayed on his white shirt, which was particularly eye-catching.

Qing Long took out a healing pill and quickly gave it to Linghu Zhou.

Ruan Xihe pulled Linghu Zhou's wrist and checked his body again. Then he gathered spiritual power in his hands and tried to use his own spiritual power to detect his spiritual power.

Linghu Zhou had fought against her before, so she knew his talent.

But after checking today, his condition is not optimistic!

"Your spiritual power is gone." After saying that, Ruan Xihe suddenly thought of something. She paused, her brows knitted tightly together again, her expression very serious, "I think I know what's going on!"

White mist...cultivation...

When practicing the secret method of the Holy Maiden Church to replenish Yin and absorb Yang, the assistance of white mist is absolutely necessary!

The function of the white mist is both a sleeping pill and a love potion, so that the disciples of the Holy Maiden Sect can achieve twice the result with half the effort when looking for men to practice with.

"What?" Gongzi Heng was curious.

"I need to confirm my guess first." Ruan Xihe looked serious, not joking at all. She looked at Gong Ziheng and said seriously, "Come with me."

Without waiting for Gongzi Heng to speak, a talisman slipped out from Ruan Xihe's sleeve. It was the talisman she drew for the first time, threw into the teleportation array, and absorbed the spiritual power of the teleportation array.

The spiritual power of the teleportation array absorbed by the talisman is now only enough for her to travel back and forth to the Holy Maiden Church once more, which means that after this use, the talisman cannot be used anymore.

The talisman flew into the air, and a light array spread out on the ground.

Gongzi Heng's eyes widened, but before he could take a closer look, he was picked up by Ruan Xihe and jumped into the light array.

At this time, Qing Long and Linghu Zhou were the only ones left in the room, staring at each other.

They were all shocked by Ruan Xihe.

The scene flashed before his eyes, and Gongzi Heng was brought by Ruan Xihe to the outside of a family's yard.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

Gongzi Heng was a little confused.

He had never broken into a private house at night before. This was his first time. However, this family looked very ordinary.

"Thief." Ruan Xihe spoke slowly.

After she finished speaking, she tied a black face towel around herself and handed one to Gong Ziheng.

The two of them pushed the door open and walked in, as openly as if they had returned to their own yard, and then pushed open the door of the room and walked straight in.

Inside the house, there was only a man sleeping on the couch, unaware that someone had broken into the house. He was smacking his lips and seemed to be having a good dream.

Gongzi Heng walked in and looked at the bare house. He was a little confused. A thief has to steal things. His family is so poor, what can the eldest son steal?

Just as his thoughts drifted away, he saw from the corner of his eye that Ruan Xihe was walking towards the man on the bed with a clear purpose.

Gongzi Heng's pupils shrank slightly and his jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock.

Boss, are you going to steal...steal someone?

But looking at this man's sloppy appearance, it is not worth a few spirit stones. Even if I steal it, I probably won't be able to sell it. It will just be a loss for me, right?

However, Gongzi Heng quickly shook his head and threw the idea away. Last time he was punched by the boss because of this, so he learned his lesson this time.

Ruan Xihe walked up to the man without looking around, drew out the Sad Question Knife, and put it against his neck.