Mo Han's strangeness scared Jian Chen and Shui Jingtian, and it didn't look like pretending at all.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Jian Chen asked nervously.

Shui Jingtian called out his brother-in-law and swallowed it as soon as he spit out half a word.

Mo Han waved his hand and looked at Qingyu regretfully and said, "Master, my subordinates are still not good enough. Although I have used my own prophet's spiritual power and my life span has been exhausted for several years, I still cannot completely repair the soul of the noble son. His life is not hindered, but..."

Jian Chen and Shui Jingtian almost laughed out loud when they heard Mo Han say about the prophet's spiritual power. They didn't have any prophet's spiritual power, and they both felt relieved.

"Just how?" Qingyu asked nervously.

Mo Han sighed, "It's just that I'm stupid when I wake up."

"Then, is there any other way? As long as the master speaks, I agree no matter what the conditions are! Even if it will consume some of my life!" Qingyu said tightly as he held Mo Han's hand.

True love is so touching. Mo Han sighs, I'll wait for your words!

Mo Han was greatly moved and looked like he would not give up until Qingfan's illness was cured, and said, "Okay! Since the master of the hall believes in my brothers so much, he will be willing to lose his life span of another ten years!"

Qingyu helped Mo Han to sit at the table, and Mo Han said, "There is a way! It is to find a person with prophet spiritual power. I will absorb some prophet spiritual power from him and inject it into the noble son's body. The noble son will definitely recover! However, there are no one among the millions of people with prophet spiritual power. I am also inexpensive, so I have to bother the hall master to search."

Jian Chen splashed Lengshui and said, "Senior Brother, don't make things difficult for the master. I think we can't take this credit, so why don't we go. It would be too ugly to ask the master to issue an order to expel the guest."

Qingyu was happy at first, then instantly lowered her eyebrows and looked dejected, as if she had seen the fire of hope being shattered by a basin of water.

Mo Han Qingyu’s face was wrong, she turned her head and scolded Jian Chen, “How did you say it! She was very disrespectful in front of the hall master…”

Before Mo Han finished scolding, Qingyu hurriedly stopped Mo Han and said, "Master Feitianlong, don't be angry. I'm not concerned about Master Xiaotianhu's words. There are indeed people with prophet spiritual power, but...ah!"

As soon as the three of them were shocked, they waited for him to say it and swallowed it again. Jian Chen wanted to open Qingyu's mouth and see what words were swallowing!

Mo Han carried the two of them manually, not letting them show too much attention, and asked tentatively: "I don't know where the person the master is talking about is, what's the difficulty?"

Qingyu thought for a while and said, "That person was in prison in Chunfeng City. I just saw him a few days ago."

Mo Han was overjoyed. Although Qingyu concealed the name and identity of the prophet spiritual power person, it was Mr. Shanglong! It would be great if Qingyu could bring a few people into prison. As long as he could see Mr. Shanglong, he would definitely be rescued!

Seeing Qingyu's face in a dilemma, he could not have looked at his son's stupidity, and he should have had quite a few difficulties.

Mo Han didn't ask, just waiting for him to speak again.

Qingyu thought for a while and said, "I want to hide it from you, the leader of Chunfeng Hall Yan Tuo, this man is cunning and suspicious, and even trusts us masters. He only discussed some of his affairs with Han Jingdao, the commander of Youdian, and the commander of Youdian, only adopted his opinions, and our masters only carried out the prison. As for that prison, we have also been in once, and no one can enter without Yan Tuo's permission."

"Even the master, you can't do it?" Mo Han

Asked.

Qingyu shook her head and smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid it won't work. Since Shuntiantang was destroyed by the Ghost King, he instigated the Youdian envoy to force the elites of our halls to keep the prison strictly. To put it bluntly, he was afraid that the person with the prophet's spiritual power would have any accidents. Even if I go to ask him, he would not let me see it."

Mo Han was unwilling to give up and whispered: "Master, we can't take care of that much for the life of the noble son. What if we sneak in?"

Qingyu stood up in horror and waved his hand quickly, saying, "No, no, that's too dangerous. The prison was built by the Lord of the Youdian Palace himself. There are many mechanisms inside, and each gate is made of black iron. Each gate is reinforced by mysterious power. Not to mention ordinary people, even the Xuan-level power will be difficult to break for a while."

Qingyu suddenly realized that she had said too much, so she hurriedly glanced at the few people, and calmed down and said, "Oh, the masters are grateful for their intentions. Children are satisfied if they can save their lives. It is the greatest blessing to have a few masters stay in Qingyan City!"

Seeing that Qingyu had already walked out of panic, Mo Han knew that he could not ask anything. His emotions had not yet recovered, so he was not too careful about the few people. If he suddenly understood and found the flaws, the news might leak.

kill!

This is the only way that Mo Han thought of.

Mo Han stood up, calmed down his breath, and said, "Then follow the wishes of the hall master. With us here, it will be in vain to come. Just look at the moonlight tonight."

Jian Chen and Shui Jingtian heard Mo Han say the moonlight tonight, and they had a sense of consciousness.

Qingyu said: "Okay! I heard that ghosts are afraid of firecrackers and red, so we set off firecrackers and hold a banquet, and we are happy, which can be regarded as a welcome to several masters."

Mo Han said: "I'm so grateful!", so let's take advantage of this gluttonous feast to serve you all in one go!

Mo Han temporarily left Qingyu's accompanying her on the grounds of spending too much prophet's spiritual power. Qingyu tried to keep Mo Han in Qingyan Hall several times, and was more afraid that the Ghost King would come again. Mo Han and others were more at ease in his heart. After patient explanation, Mo Han said that there would not be ghosts during the day, and that the evening reception banquet would definitely arrive before dark.

Several people returned to Yanyu Pavilion. Yanyu Pavilion had been taken over by Qingyu Pavilion, and there were not many changes in the personnel in Yanyu Pavilion.

When the people from Yanyu Pavilion saw Mo Han and others escorting back from Qingyan Hall’s guards, they all looked surprised and terrifying. They never thought that a few of them would come back alive, and they were escorted back by guards like VIPs.

A man who was dressed in luxurious clothes and looked like Qingyantang from the momentum of walking, walked towards Mo Han and asked politely whether he wanted to change the pavilion.

Mo Han understood what he meant. Cai Yang was killed by Lingbo Pavilion, afraid that there would be something wrong. Mo Han didn't care and just chuckled and replied: "No need. If Cai Yang's ghost is still there, I want to talk to him. I haven't communicated with the ghost for a long time."

This man heard Mo Han's words and felt a chill on his spine, and he didn't dare to ask more questions. He just said that he would do whatever he needed.

Mo Han and the others ignored it and walked straight towards Lingbo Pavilion. What surprised them was that the two maids had been replaced, and the two maids they exchanged were more beautiful. Feitianshi kept staring at their chests with a plump white and swallowing saliva.

Mo Han did not fire the two maids again because he found that even if the two maids deliberately concealed them, their every move showed that they had the foundation of kung fu. As for the depth of kung fu, in the eyes of several people, they were not even considered to be flirting.

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Qingyu is still worried. The scheming person will give you a lot of favors. "Mo Han sighed. He called Feitian Rat on the second floor. After explaining it, the Feitian Rat swayed out of Yanyu Pavilion. No one asked, and no one dared to stop him.

The sky was blue and the sun was in the middle of the sky. It was originally a good weather, but the few people seemed a little dull because they were in a hurry to do something, but they didn't seem impatient.

After using the sumptuous lunch prepared by Yanyu Pavilion, a few people were idle, and three recliners lined up and lay on their backs to bask in the sun.

The lotus is green and the purse is waiting to be put down. The breeze blows through the lotus leaves and wiggles the water.

In order to pass the time, the three of them started to recite poems and wrote a pair of poems, and they were fined a one-money if they couldn't get it.

After the sun was west, Shuijingtian made nearly 100 gold, and Mo Han did not make any profit or lose money, while Jianchen's money was mostly in Shuijingtian's pocket.

The two maids standing quietly behind them remained calm and looked respectful. The three of them admired how Qingyu could train such a determined maid.

Mo Han looked at the sun half embedded on the city wall in the distance, and the sunlight emitted a ray of golden light that was not too dazzling. Although there was still an unfinished temperature, it was no longer as exciting as the rising sun.

"It's almost here." Mo Han murmured.

Jian Chen, who was lying on the recliner, quickly turned his head and raised his head. Seeing the water world showing an intriguing smile, he seemed to understand what Mo Han said. With a light voice, he lay down again.

The sun sets west and the night is going to be late. The moon has no intention to come out, and there is no sign of the stars flashing.

Such night colors are exactly what the three of them like the most. The moon is dark and windy night is the time to kill people.

The three of them were about to walk out of Yanyu Tower when they saw a team of guards from Qingyan Hall rushing towards him. Without guessing, Mo Han knew that Qingyu was afraid that the Ghost King would arrive first and several people.

In fact, there is no need to worry so much about Qingyu in Mo Han's heart, because the Ghost King will arrive tonight, and the entire Qingyan Hall will disappear overnight.

As soon as I passed a few streets, I heard the crackling sound of firecrackers coming from the direction of Qingyan Hall. The sound echoed in the streets, one layer after another, resounding through half of Qingyan City.

When I walked into Qingyan Hall, I realized why the firecrackers were so loud. There were people responsible for setting off firecrackers around Qingyan Hall. Looking at the piles of firecrackers that had not yet been set off, it was probably going to dawn.

Red silk is indispensable to exorcising ghosts and evil spirits. At this time, Qingyantang was almost wrapped in red cloth.

Seeing this, Mo Han remembered the day when he and Xiao Qing got married. Although the weather was dim, the atmosphere was very festive. He has not forgotten the situation at that time. His father couldn't stop laughing, his tribesmen burst into cheers and shouting, and Xiao Qing was sweating a lot because he was too nervous. He could still feel the warmth and humidity, and he seemed to smell a faint fragrance.

"It was almost the same when my sister and I got married that day. The entire Mo clan was wrapped in red cloth." Mo Han turned his head and said with a low smile to Shui Jingtian.

Shui Jingtian carefully scanned the surroundings wrapped in red cloth, as if feeling the atmosphere of Mo Han and Xiao Qing getting married at that time. It was a pity that he missed it as his brother-in-law. After scanning, Shui Jingtian nodded with a smile, and the smile on his face gradually calmed down, revealing the ice-like face when Mo Han first saw him, without any fluctuations, and faintly exuded this sharp murderous aura.

"Brother, since it's so lively, let's name it tonight's welcome banquet, and we will also commemorate it." Jian Chen seemed to be unable to control himself.

Mo Han pondered and said, "Just call it a gluttonous feast, solemn and grand!"
Chapter completed!