Chapter 529: Heavenly Book Stolen

Suddenly, a pair of eyes flashed in her mind, a pair of ice-colored eyes that felt cold even if she didn't get close to them.

Shuangze!

Yun Wu suddenly raised her eyes.

Long Qingxie sensed her abnormality, a moment of contemplation flashed in his evil eyes, then he raised a finger behind her and wrote the word "official" on her back.

Yun Wu felt that the back of the official word stiffened, and there was a trace of surprise in her indifferent eyes.

Is it Shangguan?

How did he break into the Dragon Slayer Pavilion?

The four elders looked at the cracked light on the top of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion, and their expressions changed. The four of them worked together to open the isolation cover and hurried in.

As soon as they stepped into the gate hall, they saw Sha Feng lying on the ground with a face as pale as paper and blood in the corner of his mouth.

"Pharmacist, look at him quickly." One of the elders shouted at the pharmacist, and then turned into a white shadow with a wave of his hand, and disappeared from everyone's sight like the wind.

The other three elders followed him and walked towards the interior of Tulong Pavilion.

Naturally, Yun Wu would not be left behind, and she still wanted to know why Shangguan came to Tulong Pavilion.

Several people followed several elders into the interior.

The interior is already in a mess, but it is not difficult to see that this mess was only caused by the explosion just now, which shows how powerful it is.

"Except for a heavenly book, nothing else was lost." An elder inspected the interior and said.

Yun Wu glanced at the elder. This sounded like good news, but she didn't know what the worry on the elder's brow meant.

"The heavenly book is lost?"

The elder nodded.

Several other elders, including Elder Pharmacist who just walked in, were taken aback when they heard this, and then they also looked worried about me.

"Look here, it seems that the man left it on purpose."

One of the elders found a note on the fallen cabinet not far away.

The elder opened the note, which read: "Wouldn't it be better to let such a person guard and open the door directly to welcome guests?"

Yun Wu raised her eyes slightly, and just happened to catch a glimpse of the words on the note. Suddenly, a trace of sullenness flashed in her eyes, and she retreated to Long Qingxie's side.

The slender hand that had been on the ground quietly fell on his waist, and with a force, she grinned at him with a fake smile.

Long Qingxie straightened his back slightly, his face under the black veil showed a trace of pain, but deep in his eyes was extremely innocent.

A trace of undetectable helplessness flashed in Yun Wu's eyes, she knew the handwriting on that note, it belonged to Zhou Feiyu!

Does he think things are not big enough or is it too boring? It actually involved Zhou Feiyu.

If the four elders investigate the handwriting, they will definitely investigate Zhou Feiyu, and Zhou Feiyu will definitely have suspicions about who planted him.

And that object will not appear on the two of them.

In his eyes, Long San is just a waste material, he will not imitate his handwriting exactly like his, and she will not have the leisure to frame him.

But wouldn't he feel that Zhou Feiyu would doubt him?

There was a hint of worry and doubt hidden in Yun Wu's eyes. He always felt that Zhou Feiyu had begun to doubt him.

Suddenly, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. Could it be that he wanted Zhou Feiyu to doubt him? Even said to investigate him?

Yun Wu raised her eyes and glanced at Long Qingxie, the light in those evil eyes under the black veil was jumping for joy, which seemed to explain what was going on in her heart.

Then the corners of her mouth twitched, it seemed that he had already started to attack.

"Find someone to investigate the handwriting on the college files to see who it is. It's getting late, so let's all go back and rest." The elder glanced at them and said coldly.

Yun Wu nodded, "Then let's go first."

Long Qingxie followed closely behind, followed by Zhou Feiyu and Nangong Yi.

The moment Yun Wu stepped out of the room, she seemed to see that the elder was casting a spell on the left wall.

She frowned slightly, although she had already left Tulong Pavilion, her thoughts still stopped there.

Is it an illusion?

Or was that what she wanted to see behind that wall?

Thinking of this possibility, she couldn't restrain the excitement that wanted to burst out of her eyes.

The sky is full of stars, but the academy on the top of the mountain is quiet, which makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

Nangong Yi returned to his dormitory after watching Yun Wu leave the Dragon Slaying Point, while Zhou Feiyu followed the two of them all the time, watching Yun Wu cling to Long Qingxie, the anger in his eyes gradually rose.

At this time, Long Qingxie seemed to be doing it on purpose, pulling Yun Wu into his arms and holding it tightly, absorbing the fragrance of her hair, but there was a satanic sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Following me so blatantly Woman, you really don't take me seriously, how can I make him feel better?"

His deep and magnetic voice was extremely small, with a trace of hot flashes but not a single word entered Yun Wu's ears.

"Look at the buttonhole, touch and chop your hand, if there is a threat, you will die." Yun Wu's eyes lit up, and a devilish smirk was raised at the corner of his mouth.

Long Qingxie smiled lowly, then slapped her on the buttocks and said, "Don't challenge the bottom line of being jealous of your husband, that's untouchable."

Yun Wu looked at the white figure that was gradually going away, her steps were calm and unhurried, her posture was indifferent and evil, but in reality she was small-minded, this was the man she was looking for.

The corners of her mouth were slightly outlined, stained with a layer of haze.

"Are you so willing to spend the rest of your life with a powerless and useless person?" Zhou Feiyu's angry and indifferent voice came from behind.

Yun Wu turned around, the haze at the corners of her mouth faded, replaced by a ruthless smile, "It's hard to say in a lifetime, it's just like a day."

"He can't give you what you want." Zhou Feiyu strode up to Yun Wu, growled, grabbed her shoulders, looked into her clear and pure eyes and said, "Follow me, I can give you what you want." everything you want."

"Do you know what I want?" Yun Wu looked at him with a sneer, reaching out and knocking his hand off her shoulder.

Said mockingly: "According to the calculation, I can also be regarded as my sister-in-law's grief and indignation. If you say such things to your future sister-in-law, is this the domineering and awe-inspiring Seventh Prince in the legend?"

Zhou Feiyu looked at the hand that was knocked down, and was startled when he heard her words. There was a hint of coldness hidden in his sharp eyes, "Sister-in-law? He doesn't have the qualifications to be my brother. You can't be my sister-in-law. Since So, why not?"

"Oh, it seems that you never regarded him as a member of the Zhou Dynasty." The corner of Yun Wu's mouth turned cold, and his gaze sank a little bit when he looked at him.

"You are wrong. He is just a waste thrown by a neighboring country. Even if he is now named the heir of the Zhou Dynasty, but I am not the prince of the Zhou Dynasty." Zhou Feiyu looked elsewhere with awe-inspiring eyes, but Yun Wu In those eyes, he seemed to vaguely see loneliness and pain.

A trace of doubt flashed across Yun Wu's eyes, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

What does he mean by that?

What does it mean not to be the prince of the Zhou Dynasty?