Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Chasing the clouds and the sun, traveling day and night, not for Nangong Aotian, but for Yun Niang in the carriage. Qingfeng used all the precious pills to keep Yun Niang's last breath, but if he wanted to survive, he had to pay for a precious medicine -

—Blood Soul Grass

This grass is a treasure passed down from generation to generation by the royal family of the Ming Dynasty and is not allowed to be seen by ordinary people. As the ghost king of the Ming Dynasty, Nangong Aotian naturally knows about it and promised Qingfeng that he would hand over the Blood Soul Grass to Qingfeng no matter what.

A group of five people and one dog moved forward quickly in the dust, hardly stopping at all in the past few days.

Along the way, Qingfeng hardly spoke, and just held Yun Niang with a calm face.

Nangong Aotian, on the other hand, basically said nothing and just kept walking. He also had a sullen face, frowning slightly, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Even Jin Yi and Jin San became silent along the way, everyone had their own thoughts.

"Tell me, is the Emperor willing to hand over the Blood Soul Grass?" Jin San could no longer bear it and spoke to Jin in a calm voice.

"Difficult!" Jin Yi said the result with one word: Blood Soul Grass is the most precious treasure of the Ming Dynasty royal family, how could it be used casually to save an insignificant woman?

Especially with the queen here, if they blow the pillow wind in the emperor's ears again, I'm afraid their young master will get into trouble again?

It is true that the emperor loves the young master very much, but he also dotes on the queen. What's more, the blood soul grass is extraordinary. It can not only prolong life, but also revive the soul. If he refuses to take it out, it is understandable!

"Alas..." Jin Yi sighed and looked at Qingfeng in front of him. Qingfeng's love for Yun Niang was unique in the world. In order to vent his anger on Yun Niang, he even spared his own father and brothers.

If the emperor refused to hand it over, his face turned pale when he thought about the consequences.

Jin Yi did not dare to think anymore and rode forward: "Sir, in front of us is a small town that must be passed on the way out of the Zhao Kingdom. If we leave this town, we will arrive in the territory of our Ming Kingdom. Jin Yi is worried that the Zhao Kingdom will definitely be here.

To lay an ambush, Master, should we send out a signal first, or let Jin Yi disguise himself?"

Nangong Aotian's charming face had a cold look on his face, and he snorted softly: "No, this is the territory of the Zhao Kingdom. If you activate the signal rashly, it will remind the other party. And disguising yourself is not a good idea, and it will be easy for the other party to see through it.

, Besides, I am not wearing a silver mask now, and I am accompanied by Qingfeng mother and daughter, who would know that I am the Ghost King of the Ming Kingdom?"

Jin Yi was silent for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Young Master is right. Not many people have seen the Young Master's true face. The more grand and conspicuous he is, the more eye-catching and safer he is. They will never expect that Young Master will go out in such a arrogant manner.

I am also accompanied by Miss Qingfeng and her daughter."

Nangong Aotian nodded, looked up at the increasingly open road in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "Even if I am discovered, what can I do? At worst, I will just break out of the siege. Is it possible that these idiots can still keep me?"

Can’t make it?”

"The young master is wise!" Jin Yi and Jin San immediately said in unison, holding the swords in their hands a little tighter: The young master is like a god in military warfare, and his ability is unparalleled. How can this small town keep the young master?