As the largest building in the entire Fengqi City, the Demon Palace covers an extremely large area.

And this demon lord is obviously an extremely cautious person. Even his only relative has to go through several inspections before entering the palace.

Meng Jingzhe sneaked into the attendants behind Ye Shenglan and followed a group of people through the main formation of the Demon Palace until they entered the Demon Lord's hall and saw the man wearing a gold mask sitting upright.

Meng Jingzhe looked back at Ye Shenglan. Ye Shenglan was also wearing a mask at this time. He secretly thought, is wearing a mask a habit of their Feng Qi branch?

"Meet the Demon Lord." Ye Shenglan looked respectful.

The Demon Lord, who was wearing a gold-gilded mask, only nodded slightly at this time, and then turned to ask about official business.

The warm scene Meng Jingzhe expected when his uncle and nephew met did not appear. Instead, he only saw these two blood relatives separated by a long river, as if they were pure superiors and subordinates.

We were done talking about business, and the Demon Lord was not talking, as if he was waiting for Ye Shenglan to leave.

Ye Shenglan hesitated for a moment, then said: "Demon Lord, two months ago, a pair of siblings got lost in my house. I don't know..."

"Why do you need to tell me such a trivial matter?"

Although there was no hint of impatience in Demon Lord's tone, Ye Shenglan still noticed his displeasure, and even lowered his head without continuing.

"If there is nothing else, you can go alone." Demon Lord said.

After Ye Shenglan hesitated for a moment, she mustered up the courage and said, "I want to go see my mother."

Demon Lord Feng Qi paused for a moment, then nodded gently.

After Ye Shenglan got his permission, she respectfully exited the hall and then headed in another direction.

Meng Jingzhe didn't want to continue following her, but he hesitated for a moment because of her direction and then followed her.

Ye Shenglan did not go to a palace on the ground, but went directly underground.

The further she went underground, the more Meng Jingzhe felt the cold that seemed to penetrate her bones.

After walking for who knows how long, Ye Shenglan finally stopped, and Meng Jingzhe behind her also stopped.

Instead of the expected warmth when mother and daughter met, they were separated by a cold coffin with endless chill.

A woman whose face could not be seen clearly lay in a cold ice coffin, surrounded by flowers.

Meng Jingzhe was heartbroken when he saw this situation. He originally planned to leave so as not to disturb the mother-daughter relationship, but soon, his eyes focused on those flowers.

Flower in stone.

Large expanses of stone flowers envelop the woman in the ice coffin.

The flower in the stone, which is hard to find in the outside world, is here, just like the most ordinary flower, placed very casually next to the woman.

Meng Jingzhe couldn't help but take a step closer to confirm whether this was the real flower in the stone.

But his small step allowed him to clearly see the appearance of the woman in the coffin.

Ye Yanran.

Meng Jingzhe never expected that Ye Yanran would be lying here, with a peaceful posture and her eyes closed, like a dead person.

"Mother." Ye Shenglan called softly.

Meng Jingzhe looked at this woman carefully and saw that although her face was almost exactly the same as that of Ye Yanran, she could still see some differences.

It's just that this is too much of a coincidence, always giving Meng Jingzhe an unreal feeling.

After Ye Shenglan called out, she stopped speaking and continued to look at the face of the woman in the coffin, as if she wanted to remember everything about her.

"Miss, the time has come."

An old man with gray hair and closed eyes appeared next to Ye Shenglan at some point.

Ye Shenglan retracted her gaze from the coffin, nodded slightly towards the old man, and then left the ground three times, turning back one step at a time.

Meng Jingzhe followed her out. After leaving the underground tomb, Ye Shenglan paused, hesitated for just a moment, then turned around and walked in the other direction.

This dark, seemingly endless tunnel.

Meng Jingzhe didn't know where she was going, but followed her anyway.

And Ye Shenglan seemed to be very familiar with this place. There was obviously no road at the end of the corridor, but she pressed something on the wall, and a small door appeared.

Crossing the small door is another world.

Underground prison.

Under the towering Demon Palace on the ground, there is also an underground prison hidden.

Ye Shenglan found a corner and put on a suit of dusty armor very skillfully.

Wearing this armor, Ye Shenglan took off the mask on her face.

Meng Jingzhe saw a beautiful face, and it was indeed the same person as the one he saw in the Tomb of Yin and Yang that day.

It's just that this face is beautiful, but it doesn't bear much resemblance to the woman in the ice coffin.

Ye Shenglan knelt down, grabbed a handful of ashes from the ground, and spread it on her face. Then, Meng Jingzhe saw she suddenly made a face.

Meng Jingzhe was wearing a concealment cloak and stood face to face with her. The sudden grimace frightened Meng Jingzhe, almost making him think that Ye Shenglan had discovered him.

After Ye Shenglan finished making faces, it was as if a switch had been turned on. The originally expressionless face suddenly became vivid, and it was filled with an air of mischievousness.

After Ye Shenglan did all this, like a veteran, he directly blended into the ranks of the jailers underground.

Meng Jingzhe followed her, watching as she very skillfully began to get close to the jailers, and secretly inquired about Xiaoyi's sister and brother.

However, her efforts did not yield much results. Although she was not exposed, there was indeed no trace of the Xiaoyi siblings underground.

"I originally thought that since they are all neighbors, if they really come in accidentally, I can ask a few old brothers to take care of them, but I didn't expect that I didn't even have any news about them. I guess they didn't come in, no.

I know which mass grave he died in." Ye Shenglan said very nonchalantly.

After hearing this, the older jailer lowered his voice and said: "What do you care about this kind of person who doesn't know where he is going?"

Another jailer had a different idea and immediately said: "I have been an old neighbor for many years. I should ask about it. In fact, if they are really buried in a mass grave, it would be a good thing. I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" Ye Shenglan asked quickly.

The jailer immediately said mysteriously: "Didn't the five people in front of the Demon Lord transfer a group of people from here some time ago? Those people are all good players."

In the underground prison, the meaning of "good hands" is self-evident, they are all people who are good at torture.

And the so-called good at torture is not good at reasoning and solving cases, but good at extracting confessions through torture.

"The Demon Lord has set up another private prison?" Ye Shenglan asked.

"You can't make random guesses about this, you can't make random guesses." The jailer denied it flatly.

Ye Shenglan stopped questioning, and after bragging for a while with the jailers, she found a secret corner and left the underground prison.

After leaving the underground prison, she had not yet left the palace. Instead, after changing her clothes, she took out a whistle and blew it.

The whistle is short and low.

After the sound, Ye Shenglan sat down cross-legged and stretched out her hand to draw on the ground. A simple map slowly appeared in front of her.

Not long after, a demon with an ordinary face stood in front of her with a respectful expression: "Young Master."

Ye Shenglan nodded, pointed to two points on the suggested map, and said, "If someone is really hiding, they should be in these two places."

The man understood immediately and said: "Don't worry, young master, my subordinates will save these two siblings even if they risk their lives."

Ye Shenglan thought for a while and said: "If necessary, we can also ask people from the ANBU to assist."

The man listened for a while and said: "How important are these two siblings? Why do they want to send out ANBU people?"

Ye Shenglan had no explanation.

After Ye Shenglan warned her again, she did not stay in the palace any longer, but left directly.

Meng Jingzhe did not leave, but relied on his memory to search for the two points indicated by Ye Shenglan on the map. However, the two places he went to were all empty squares, with no signs of hiding people at all.

Meng Jingzhe quickly figured out that the hiding place might not be above ground, but underground.

It's just that he didn't know anything about this devil's palace. At this time, trying to find a way down there was as difficult as climbing to the sky. He tried for a long time but couldn't find a way, so he had to leave before the palace door was locked.

Meng Jingzhe's disappearance for a day in Ye Shenglan's mansion naturally caused an uproar. At first, everyone looking for him was so worried that they almost lost their minds, but when Meng Jingzhe returned to the small courtyard in a swaggering way, everyone looked like

It's like nothing happens.

"Sir, you are back." Ye Shenglan did not ask where Meng Jingzhe had gone, and her tone was casual, as if Meng Jingzhe had returned from a walk outside.

Haoxue, who was on the side, was staying with the Dragon chanting sword at this time. He tilted his head towards the Dragon chanting sword, looking very intimate, and said: "He will not leave, his sword is still here."

Dragon Yin Sword also said loudly: "I, I, I am here, he won't run away if he doesn't!"

Ye Shenglan did not continue to dwell on this matter, but comforted: "Sir, don't worry, I have sent people to the palace to investigate the whereabouts of these siblings. I believe it won't be long before we can get the exact information about them."

Meng Jingzhe saw with his own eyes how Ye Shenglan found someone, so he would not doubt her sincerity. A rich lady could disguise herself as a jailer to get information, so what else could Meng Jingzhe have to be dissatisfied with.

Haoxue on the side was still angry and said: "You entered the Demon Palace and got this little news?"

After hearing this, Ye Shenglan glanced at Meng Jingzhe, as if she was afraid of being misunderstood by him.

Meng Jingzhe said directly: "I believe her."

Ye Shenglan couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and then she looked at Hao Xue standing aside.
To be continued...