Chapter 3822
Words:883Update:23/09/20 02:41:24
"Tell them to investigate the Black Lotus. Is there any news?" Xuanyuan Moze asked in a low voice.
Ever since he woke up, he had been accompanying Fengjiu, but this matter had always been on his mind. Back then, the Black Lotus Lord had cultivated the power of the Black Lotus and was extremely powerful. Now, the Black Lotus Lord was dead, but the Black Lotus had fallen into the hands of the Demon Venerable. If he didn't settle this matter, he would be worried.
"Word came from Yan Dian that they couldn't find the whereabouts of the Demon Venerable. Not only are our people looking for him, but so are the other forces. However, the Demon Venerable hasn't shown himself since he took the Black Lotus. No one knows where he is hiding."
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Moze frowned. There was no news at all?
Seeing his frown, Ying Yi said, "But don't worry, Master. Our people have been looking for him. I'm sure they'll report to you as soon as there's any news."
"Yama Lord."
As the two of them were talking, Leng Hua walked over and bowed to Xuanyuan Moze.
"What's the matter?" Xuanyuan Moze looked at him and asked.
"Duan Yunhe is here." As Leng Hua spoke, he realized that he might not know who Duan Yunhe was, so he said, "He's from the Lingxiao Celestial Sect. A few days ago …" Before he could finish, he saw Duan Yunhe raise his hand to signal him to stop.
Xuanyuan Moze glanced at him and said, "This Lord knows this person. Where is he now?"
Leng Hua said, "He's in the front hall. It looks like he has an urgent matter and wants to see Master. But I heard from my sister that Master just fell asleep."
"Mm." Xuanyuan Moze responded and waved his hand to signal Ying Yi to leave. He said to Leng Hua, "Push this Lord over!"
"Yes." Leng Hua responded and pushed the wheelchair to the front hall.
In the front hall, Duan Yunhe sat with a cup of tea in his hand, but he didn't drink it. Instead, he glanced outside from time to time, but Fengjiu was nowhere to be seen.
Du Fan and the others were not in the fu. At this moment, only Hui Lang was sitting in the hall. Seeing his anxious expression, Hui Lang ate a piece of cake and asked, "Why don't you tell me? Why are you in such a hurry to find my Madam? "
Duan Yunhe glanced at Hui Lang but didn't say anything. He placed the teacup in his hand on the table and lowered his eyes.
Seeing that he really didn't say anything, Hui Lang was too lazy to ask again. He just drank his tea and ate the pastries. After finishing his cup of tea, he was about to call the servants outside to add more tea when he saw his master coming over. He was so scared that he immediately stood up and walked out quickly.
"Master? Why are you here? "Hui Lang asked, glancing at Leng Hua. Why did he invite his master here?
Xuanyuan Moze glanced at Hui Lang and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Hehe, Master, I just came back and was about to go to the rear courtyard when I saw this man come over. Then, I bumped into this person who came to the manor, so I stood guard here. "He said embarrassedly, rubbing his head and moving to the side.
Xuanyuan Moze didn't bicker with him, and after he saw him leave, his gaze fell on the person who stood up inside, and coldly sized him up with a forceful and fierce gaze.
"You're Duan Yunhe?" He asked in a deep voice.
"Yes. May I know who you are …" Duan Yunhe couldn't help but feel astonished when he saw the black-robed man sitting in the wheelchair.
Who is this person? He's so outstanding!
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
