Chapter 455 Old Acquaintances Meet Again
“Your Highness, I have a few words I'd like to say to him alone.” Seeing Yunhua even more displeased, Sang Luo quickly made up a reason to remedy the situation, “Since I've already decided to follow Your Highness and entrust the child to you, I don't want to have any lingering ties with the past. There are some things I need to clarify with this young master in person. I hope Your Highness will excuse us!”
Crown Prince Yunhua's gaze swept over the two of them, his eyes dark and deep, but he didn't say much. He nodded, leaving the sentence, “I'll come to pick you up in half an hour,” and then turned and left.
Sang Luo grabbed Fei Yuan's hand, which was so cold it was alarming. She was startled, “What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”
As a fire phoenix, his body temperature should be scorching, but now his temperature was even lower than Quan Jin, a demon, icy and chilling.
Fei Yuan withdrew his hand, a smile on his face, “It's nothing, I just had a fight with that ghost, and got a little injured.”
“I'll help you heal.”
“No need, it's just a minor injury, I can heal myself, no need to trouble you.”
Sang Luo felt that his face was paler than before. She paused and asked, “How did you end up at the Prefect's house?”
“I also sensed the aura of a soul fragment, so I wanted to come and investigate. Unfortunately, this thumb ring is a fake. However, I also found out that the second young master of the Prefect's family bought this thumb ring from an auction house a few days ago.” Fei Yuan looked at the jade ring in Sang Luo's hand and said quietly, “Although the jade ring is fake, it must have countless connections with the real soul fragment. Perhaps we can trace the true whereabouts of the soul fragment through that auction house.”
“Which auction house?” she asked him.
Fei Yuan stared intently into her eyes, the smile on his lips somewhat unpredictable, “Want to know?”
“...Why are you being so mysterious today? Don't keep me in suspense, tell me quickly.”
“Then come closer, I'm afraid you won't be able to hear clearly.”
Sang Luo obediently moved closer.
He lowered his head to her ear and whispered three words—
Sang Luo's whole body trembled, her eyes widened, and even her breathing seemed to stop for a moment.
How could it be?!
Fei Yuan seemed very satisfied with her reaction, “Could it be that you know this place?”
“Didn't the Night Quorum Pavilion collapse long ago? How could it still exist? I saw the Pavilion Master die with my own eyes!”
“Sometimes seeing is not necessarily believing. Perhaps he is still alive. Why don't you and I see for ourselves, and naturally we will know the answer.”
“...” Sang Luo took a deep breath and glanced at the hand hidden in her sleeve, “Okay.”
A dark light flashed across Fei Yuan's eyes, and he wanted to take Sang Luo's hand, but she took a step back, avoiding his outstretched palm. The man's face changed slightly, and then he returned to his usual familiar seductive smile, “What's wrong?”
“Your hand is too cold, I don't like it.”
Fei Yuan sighed, “So delicate.”
A strand of phoenix fire burned in his palm, dispelling the uncomfortable chill all over his body.
Sang Luo looked down at his slender, pale white palm, and asked again,
“Where's the mark on your hand?”
She even stretched out her hand to show him.
There was a conspicuous red phoenix fire mark on the back of her hand, but his hand was clean, with nothing on it.
Fei Yuan raised his eyebrows, and then an identical phoenix fire mark appeared in his palm, “You mean this? It's too conspicuous, so I hid it. What's wrong?”
“It's nothing, let's go quickly, don't miss the time given by His Highness the Crown Prince.” Sang Luo took his hand proactively.
A possessive greed flashed quickly across the man's eyes.
…
A moment later.
The two arrived at a bustling street. The pavilion in front of them was five stories high, and the construction was very gorgeous and grand, with the sign “Night Quorum Pavilion” hanging on it, but the specifications were far inferior to what Sang Luo had seen back then, looking no different from ordinary large commercial shops in the mortal world.
Fei Yuan said that there was something else hidden underneath, and the real good things were hidden inside.
He didn't know where he got a purplish-gold token from and handed it to the steward. The steward's gaze towards the two of them suddenly became extremely respectful, and he took the initiative to lead the two to a secret passage on the first underground floor.
Bang!
The door closed, and the last ray of light in the underground palace was completely swallowed.
An icy blade instantly landed outside the man's neck.
He wasn't surprised, and a low chuckle overflowed from his throat, “When did you find out?”
“A Yuan is my companion who shares life and death with me. I have been with him for many years, how could I not be able to distinguish between you and him?”
“You really are the same as you were back then, not changed at all.” The man shrugged helplessly, put two fingers together and lightly moved the blade half an inch away from his neck, turned around, and smiled at Sang Luo's murderous cold face.
Seductive eyes floated with a faint red light in the darkness. He wasn't annoyed or ashamed, and seemed to be in a good mood.
“You haven't changed at all either, the same perverted and hateful!” Sang Luo squeezed out each word from between her teeth, disgusted to the point of vomiting.
“After so many years of reunion, what you said really breaks my heart.”
The man still used Fei Yuan's face, but his voice became strange and eerie, as if a chill had penetrated into people's bones and gnawed at them, “In these 100,000 years, I have missed you so much... I can't wait to personally skin you, pull out your bones, gnaw your flesh, and drink your blood!”
Suddenly grabbing the long sword, it shattered into two halves. His other palm turned into a black ghost hand and went straight for Sang Luo's heart.
Sang Luo had been prepared for this, bent her waist to dodge, and at the same time, the flames burning in her hand turned into a long sword and slashed at his arm.
However, the awe-inspiring sword intent was swallowed by an even more gloomy ghost fire.
The two were not fighting for the first time, and they knew each other's strength and aura best.
Until this moment, Sang Luo completely confirmed his identity, a long-lost old acquaintance—Night Wushuang!
“I didn't expect you to be not dead yet, you truly are a scourge that lives for a thousand years!”
Night Wushuang said with a smile, “I should be saying this, I didn't expect God to give me the opportunity to see Little Your Highness again. You harmed me miserably back then. I woke up after sleeping for so many years. Your Highness should let me collect a debt.”
“Did you come to the mortal world to take revenge on me?”
“That's not the case. I didn't see Your Highness's reincarnation in the ghost world, so I thought Your Highness was dead.” He was a little regretful when he said this, but he was very happy to see Sang Luo still alive, “I thought Your Highness was really gone, so I had no choice but to find that fox for revenge. As long as I disrupt the rotation of his soul fragments, he will never want to return to his main body!”
“I didn't expect you to let me see you again. There is a saying in the mortal world, grievances have their heads and debts have their owners. Compared to taking revenge on that dead fox, Your Highness is even more exciting to me!”
Sang Luo's face became even more ugly. This guy was even more perverted than he was back then!
It seems that the ghost aura that Fei Yuan discovered was him!
“Where did Fei Yuan go? What did you do to him?”
Night Wushuang stroked his face and smiled even more cruelly, “Does Your Highness know why I disguised myself so flawlessly? Because, this skin is his!”
“I killed him.”
I'm going to see the dentist tomorrow, so I'm going to sleep early tonight and not stay up late.
The update for this chapter at dawn will be made up the day after tomorrow~
