Chapter 640: The National Preceptor Was Beaten (3)

Until now, this woman is still so stubborn.

Di Xiaoyun angrily slapped her twice again, causing Qingxue's eyes to sparkle and her cheeks to be as red and swollen as a pig's head.

"Get away!"

Just when Di Xiaoyun kicked Qingxue's feet again, an eerie voice came from behind him.

Qingxue stiffened, raised her head in surprise, and looked at the man who had just scolded Di Xiaoyun.

The king actually opened his mouth to drive away the perpetrator for her? So it’s not like Wang has no feelings for her?

"Wang, I'm fine, don't blame the princess..." Qingxue tried to stand up with support, she showed a shy smile.

This smile appeared on her face, looking ugly and ferocious, but she didn't know it, thinking that she could conquer this powerful man with just a smile.

boom!

Just when Qingxue was dreaming about a bright future, she saw the man slowly raising his hand...

Immediately, a cage with thunder and lightning fell from the sky, and before she could scream, she was enveloped in the cage.

"ah!"

The thunder and lightning in the cage struck her body instantly. The pain was like hitting her soul, making her voice sound heartbreaking.

"Let me out!" Qingxue opened her eyes in fear and quickly threw herself at the cage railing.

Suddenly, a burst of electricity surged through her, and the severe pain caused her to quickly let go of her hand.

Thunder and lightning struck down hard one after another. Qingxue in the cage had a charred aura all over her body, but she did not turn into ashes under the thunder and lightning.

"I don't want to say it a second time, but who is pretending to be me?"

"Yes..." Panic flashed through Qingxue's eyes. Just as she was about to summon the man out, a calm voice came in from outside the door.

"It seems that something big happened in Baiyue Palace, but who can tell me what is going on?"

It was a man in a moonlight robe. He smiled like an immortal, as gentle as the wind, as if he was independent from the world and could not eat the fireworks of the world.

When Di Xiaoyun turned his head, he saw the man walking in from outside the palace gate, and cried sadly: "National Master, my sister-in-law is missing, wuwu, she and Chen'er are missing..."

The Imperial Master frowned slightly and walked slowly towards Di Cang with a slight smile on his lips: "Your Majesty, I went into seclusion a few days ago. I just came out of seclusion and I don't know what happened. I wonder if I can tell you." Me? I can also help find the queen."

In this palace of the demon world, the Imperial Master was the only person Di Cang respected. When he glanced at the Imperial Master with his bloodthirsty and cruel eyes, he regained his composure.

"Before that, I want to ask the Imperial Preceptor a question. Does the Imperial Preceptor know if there is a way to forge a person's scent in this world? What should we do if we want to find this forger?"

The national master seemed to laugh: "It seems that you have discovered it. I did use some special methods to forge a substitute for you hundreds of years ago. This substitute is used to fight against the powerful people in the God Realm. Except for me, even Even gods cannot detect the truth and falsehood. King, how did you know about this substitute..."

Before he could finish his words, a fist shattered the void and hit him in the face with a bang.

The Imperial Master was stunned by the punch. He raised his head in shock. In an instant, he saw the man's furious expression.

"It turns out it's you!" Di Cang's fists clenched loudly. The way he looked at the Imperial Master was as if he was looking at his father-killing enemy, full of anger.