Gu Yi is a little dejected when he sees ranbai leaving.

    There is even injustice in his eyes. Why ignore him? What''s wrong with him?

    When ranbai sees Fei Yue Pavilion, his eyes flash with satisfaction. Well, it''s not bad.

    "Girl, this is the Fei moon Pavilion."

    Dyed white nodded,

    "You go down first."

    Walking into the Fei moon Pavilion, it looks luxurious but elegant. There is a sense of immortality.

    At the first sight of ranbai, Gu Yi feels that Feiyue Pavilion will suit her.

    ……

    Ranbai looks around the whole Yi palace with his mental strength and stops at a certain point.

    Study.

    Mental sweep,

    Ranbai''s mouth made a smile and disappeared into the Feiyue Pavilion.

    "Little girl, you can''t enter the study."

    The dark guard in front of the door was stunned when he saw the dyed white.

    When did my family have a petite and lovely girl.

    Of course, dark guards don''t think deeply. As for what broke into the palace.

    The dark guard decided that it was impossible. What could an assassin appear in front of them? And a little girl.

    Dye Bai blinked and hugged the cat in her arms with a mist in her eyes. Said pitifully,

    "But I have something."

    Seeing ranbai''s grievance, dark guard wants to let ranbai in directly. However, it is impossible without the command of the Lord.

    "Little girl, you have to find Yi Wang."

    Dark Wei said helplessly.

    Ran Bai bit her lips, lowered her head, and hid the gloom in her eyes. A gloomy voice sounded,

    "What if I''m going in?"

    Dark Wei suddenly felt a gloomy killing intention, which directly locked him and let the blood flow back all over his body.

    Dyed white''s mouth aroused a bad smile, and a voice full of demagoguery sounded,

    "Sleep, sleep, you don''t know anything."

    Dark Wei felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier and fainted directly to the ground.

    As for those dark guards in the dark, ha ha, they have long been stunned by dye white.

    Ran Bai broke into the study.

    Looking at everything around,

    Well, it''s a desk. It''s neatly arranged.

    A bookshelf stands on the left, full of books.

    Very concise.

    Ran Bai Xiaoxiao, if he is really a waste Lord, how can there be these things and those dark guards? And the living Tao is now.

    Qingsheng strolled in the study, dyed white, narrowed his eyes, and directly pushed the center of the wall behind a portrait inward.

    Sure enough, a dark room opened.

    The dark room is inlaid with night pearls. It looks very luxurious.

    When Feng Luo saw something in the center, his eyes were straight and wanted to rush directly.

    But without waiting for it to take a step, a concealed weapon fell directly at the seal.

    Ran Bai scoops Feng Luo into her arms and waves away the concealed weapon. Her eyes look like a smile, but it''s even colder,

    "Come on, huh?"

    When Feng Luo heard ranbai''s words, he wilted in his arms. He didn''t know that it was so dangerous here.

    Seeing the host walk past unharmed,

    Seal off: calm down, the host is how powerful.

    Every step of dyeing white is just right.

    Go straight to the center.

    A bead stood in the air, emitting a dark light, and a suffocating sense of oppression rolled over.

    "Go back."

    Fengluo heard the words dyed white and obediently returned to the system space. It doesn''t want to be cannon fodder.

    Dyed white silk was not affected by coercion, and dark blood silk hit the blood soul bead directly.

    Snow soul beads feel the familiar breath and fly obediently to ranbai, even on ranbai.

    Ranbai hides sideways and spits out a word,

    "Dirty."

    Blood soul bead: "

    Your highness, it''s heartbreaking.

    The blood soul bead seemed to be wronged, and the voice of complaint sounded in ranbai''s mind,

    "Your Highness, no one has touched me."

    Ran Bai straightened his clothes and robes and said with a faint look,

    "Go back and wash it."

    Blood soul bead: "

    His Highness''s obsession with cleanliness has lasted for thousands of years.