All right.” Vermillion Bird finally chose to compromise. He knew that once Shen Yanxiao made a decision, even ten cows could not pull it back. She always had all sorts of reasons to convince others.
“You’re going to leave tonight. Today was such a bustle. I reckon Sal will have a headache all night, and the guards in the city will be a little more lax. Immediately after you leave, I will lie in wait for Long Yan over there.” An exhausting night was always full of dreams. Sending Mingye away as early as possible was the kingly way.
“I really don’t want to carry an undead…” Vermillion Bird looked quite bitter.
As a magical beast, he really disliked the death energy of the undead.
“I can pack him for you!” Shen Yanxiao pointed to the stiff Mingye.
Vermillion Bird struggled for a moment before nodding reluctantly.
Shen Yanxiao immediately rolled Mingye up with the bedsheet and handed him to Vermillion Bird.
Mingye, who had been changed into Ye Dou once again by an appearance-changing potion, fell unconscious under Shen Yanxiao’s curse technique. Rolled up in a bedsheet like a spring roll, he was carried by Vermillion Bird on his shoulder before they quickly disappeared from the window.
Taking advantage of the night, Vermillion Bird carried Mingye and vanished into the darkness.
Shen Yanxiao smiled and changed into a set of night clothes, but before leaving, the unscrupulous thief managed to grab feathers from a flying goose[1]. In less than an hour, she took all the things she had previously eyed in the entire palace into her hands. Except for Sal’s room, almost every place had been visited by her.
Shen Yanxiao merged into the night with a sly smile after returning from a rewarding journey.
Because Long Yan came to the city of the undead to meet Mingye tonight, he was staying in the city of the undead. However, Shen Yanxiao did not go to Long Yan’s room, but directly locked in on the silver dragon who was responsible for sending news.
In the morning of the second day, when the first ray of sunshine sprinkled on the earth, the silver dragon quietly set out; of course, Shen Yanxiao was following behind.
On the other side, after a night of entanglement, Sal decided to talk to His Highness in the morning about the friendly relations between him and Long Yan.
But when he arrived in front of the door of Mingye’s room, Sal stopped. He did not see the low undead who had always been waiting in front of Mingye’s door.
For a moment, Sal hesitated, wondering whether to knock on the door and disturb His Highness Mingye’s slumber.
Ultimately, he knocked on the door.
A minute passed and there was no response from the room.
Sal raised his hand and knocked again.
Ten minutes had passed, yet there was still silence on the other side of the door.
When Sal knocked on the door for the eighth time, there was still no response.
Finally, Sal felt like something was strange. He immediately used his own perception to explore the situation inside the room. Although doing so was likely to offend His Highness, he already knocked on the door for a long time. Even if Mingye were sleeping soundly, he should still have a little reaction.
But Sal spent half a day exploring and did not feel a trace of death energy.
It was as though there were no undead in the room.
A sense of foreboding rose in Sal’s heart. He decisively kicked the door open. The next second after the door was opened, Sal was stunned in place.
Within the huge room, there was no shadow of a person at all.
The neat bed was completely untouched.
All this strangely sent Sal a chill all over his body.
“Your Highness!”
The whole city of the undead were immediately like water in a frying pan. Their noble prince had disappeared overnight!
Sal had rummaged through almost every inch of the city, but he still found no trace of Mingye.
His Highness had gone missing…
[1] take advantage of every opportunity to benefit oneself.
