Liao Chen spread his hands: "What do you mean by the monk abandoning you? You and I are not people on the same path. Do you mean, after spending many days together, Qingfeng Taoist priest has developed feelings for me?"
Qingfeng Taoist priest glanced at him indifferently: "I'm worried that you'll run away, and if I want to kill you later, I won't know where to find you."
Liao Chen curved his crimson lips, his enchanting peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, gently landed from under the big tree, and whispered in his ear, "I'll wait for you in Shengdu, it's a promise."
...
In April, the Hei Fengqi and the Shadow Division surrounded the Dayan Imperial Palace.
In the king's Sleeping Palace, the fake king, Gu Chengfeng, honorably completed his mission, while the real king lay on the bright yellow Dragon Bed.
His stroke had improved a lot, and he was able to make his way around.
