The Sanskrit Forest [III]

Huayue Palace? It was the first time that Zhao Ling heard this term, and it sounded like a landscape of rivers and lakes.

"Huh, a sneaky underground palace, this Huayue Palace must not be a good place either." Meng Yuan said disdainfully.

The lead girl in Tsing Yi said angrily. "Bold fanatics, who are actually rude. Who are you? How can you enter the secret path of Huayue Palace?"

It turned out that this was the secret road of Huayue Palace. This place was a forbidden place and a secret road. Zhao Ling felt that she really wanted to cry without tears. Did people here just like to pretend to be mysterious?

"Call out your palace lord." Meng Yuan still disdain to spend more time with a few little girls, and commanded impatiently.

The headed girl in Tsing Yi changed her face and shouted angrily. "Bold, how can you see our palace lord if you want to see it! If you want to see the palace lord, you must pass our level before talking." After that, she raised the sword and attacked the two of them.

Meng Yuan guarded Zhao Ling behind him, and fought her back with a wave of his sleeves. The other three groups rose up and besieged them.

Zhao Ling was obviously not the type who needed to be protected hiding behind her. She slipped from her sleeve, holding a light dagger in her hand.

This scalpel was what she had always carried on her body for self-defense. It was no better here than modern times. Something could happen here at any time. If one didn't heighten one's vigilance, one wouldn't even know when or how death would come.

Seeing that the attack on Meng Yuan was not profitable, the four targeted Zhao Ling. Under the cover of the other three, the leading girl pointed her sword in the direction where Zhao Ling was, and in a moment she had bullied Zhao Ling in front of her.

Zhao Ling was about to fight back, but she heard Meng Yuan yell. "Looking for death!"

The killing intention suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he threw away the siege of the other three women, and flew straight for the girl in Tsing Yi. With a wave of his hand, he knocked down the long sword in the girl's hand, and then tightened his other hand. Caught the girl's neck.

"The son is merciful!" Just as Meng Yuan tried to twist the girl's neck, and Zhao Ling wanted to stop her, a woman in white came to her and shouted anxiously.

The skin was like morning dew, the eyes were like the morning stars and the eyebrows were like distant mountains, and the face was like frost, but the face was full of flowers and moon, and the white clothes fluttering like a heavenly woman. Zhao Ling couldn't help but stare blankly, this was the real iceberg beauty!

It was a pity that Meng Yuan didn't even turn his head, his hands were undiminished, and the killing intent in his eyes became more intense. The girl in Tsing Yi was trembling with fright.

Zhao Ling felt something different, stepped forward and patted the back of his hand, and whispered, "Meng Yuan."

Meng Yuan returned to his senses, seeing the confusion in Zhao Ling's eyes, his expression gradually returned to normal, and the girl in Tsing Yi took the opportunity to dodge and avoid.

"Mei, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, you retreat." Bingshan Beauty ordered coldly, and glanced at Zhao Ling with a slight surprise.

"Yes, aunt." The four girls respectfully saluted the Bingshan Beauty, and moved away neatly.

Aunt? Zhao Ling looked at her again, and she was a bit similar to the ranger girl in Jirisan.

Because Meng Yuan didn't even look at her, Bingshan Beauty was helpless, so she turned to Zhao Ling and said, "You two are here to find someone?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ling was startled, and Meng Yuan also raised his head and glanced at her with a slight surprise.

"Exactly." Zhao Ling responded. The enemy was unknown, she didn't say much.

"If you are looking for someone, just follow me." After that, Bingshan Beauty turned and left.

For some reason, Zhao Ling intuitively believed her, and nodded to Meng Yuan. The two followed in the footsteps of Bingshan Beauty and followed her through the long secret road.

When she walked out of the secret crossing, Zhao Ling felt suddenly enlightened.

There was a beautiful palace in front of them. Although it did not occupy a large area, it was quietly and elegantly built with unique characteristics. Walking into the hall, the tables, chairs, flowers and trees inside were also elegant and ingenious.

It was really unexpected that there was such a unique place in the bottom of the Sanskrit Forest, Zhao Ling and Meng Yuan were a little surprised, and they were undoubtedly at the Huayue Palace.

Bingshan Beauty kept taking them to a side hall, standing in front of a finely carved wooden door, reaching out and turning a celadon vase next to it, and the door slowly opened.

Zhao Ling looked inward, a beautiful couch lay across the room, and the man lying on it, collapsed, with his eyes closed, like a tree of orchids, was the missing Xie Mingyu!

"Cousin!" Zhao Ling hurriedly entered the room and found Xie Mingyu unconscious, and asked the iceberg beauty standing behind him harshly. "What did you do to him?"

Bingshan Beauty's frosty face showed a slight strangeness when she saw Xie Mingyu, and then returned to normal, saying in a cold tone. "Girl rest assured, he is okay. Now that the person has been found, leave quickly."

After that, she took out a white pill and fed Xie Mingyu to take it. After a while, Xie Mingyu woke up.

"Ling'er?" Xie Mingyu woke up and saw Zhao Ling looking at him worriedly, his eyes confused and uncertain.

"Cousin, you're awake!" Zhao Ling grabbed Xie Mingyu's sleeve, finally smiling.

Seeing that Xie Mingyu was unharmed, she felt that the heart she was holding was finally relieved.

Whether it was the original owner or herself, the relationship with this cousin was excellent. If Xie Mingyu suffered something wrong under her nose, how could she not feel embarrassed, and how would she explain it to the Xie family?

On the side, Meng Yuan's face was dark and solemn, and he pulled Zhao Ling over Xie Mingyu's hand, and said in a dull voice, "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go quickly."

"Shuang'er, you disappointed me too much!" A cold and severe female voice came from a distance, as if it was far away in the sky, and at the same time, as if it was close to their ears.

Bingshan Beauty's face changed, and she urged them. "Hurry up, and leave!"

Zhao Ling and Meng Yuan helped Xie Mingyu and walked away hurriedly. Just a few steps out, a woman in red fell from the sky and stopped them.

"Want to go? It won't be so easy!"