Report to the lady! The young masters are madly infatuated with a village girl

Chapter 151 Come with us

Look at Lanling Chi who is slow to act.

Amu snatched his short blade and wanted to give Wen Xiaowan a fatal blow.

However, Wen Xiaowan seemed to sense the danger and kept waving her sharp claws.

Amu took a few steps back in fear, and the blade in his hand fell to the ground in panic.

Lan Ling Chi no longer hesitated, walked forward, picked up the short blade, and stabbed it into Wen Xiaowan's eyes.

Wen Xiaowan let out a painful wail. She had lost her eyesight and could only howl there.

Seeing that Wen Xiaowan was no longer a threat, Lanling Chi pursed his thin lips into a line and frowned.

"Monet, let's follow these souls, maybe we can find hope."

Monet hesitated, shook his head and said, "Master, I can feel a strong purifying force there, but I am invisible now and cannot go there rashly."

Lan Lingchi looked at Amu, who was curled up in the corner, his body still trembling.

He came up with an idea and whispered a message in Monet's ear.

Monet understood what he meant and immediately possessed Amu.

Afterwards, Lanlingchi and Amu (Monet) followed behind those wandering souls.

These souls moved slowly in the passage, like stars in the night sky, leading them finally to a sea shrouded in soft blue light.

When they stepped into the sea, a fresh and pure breath hit them in the face, forming a sharp contrast with the dampness and darkness they had experienced before.

The water is crystal clear and colorful fish are swimming happily around, as if this is a paradise isolated from the world.

"Master, look, those souls are gathered over there!" Monet shouted, pointing ahead.

Those souls floated slowly in the air, some uttered soft chants, while others rose slowly to higher and farther places with satisfied smiles.

They approached slowly.

Lanling Chi could feel the peace and liberation contained in these souls, which made him feel inexplicably moved.

Monet began to have a headache.

Finally, they stopped in front of a sea shrouded in soft blue light.

In the distance, a dazzling underwater palace was looming. It was where Ye Wuhen and Yang Xining were.

Lan Lingchi exclaimed: "There is actually a palace here!"

"Master, I hope the young lady is in there." Monet said in a low voice, suppressing his physical discomfort.

He could feel the powerful purifying force emanating from there, as well as the familiar breath that made his heart palpitate.

Lan Lingchi heard this and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes: "Then what are we waiting for? Go and see her!"

Monet's face was pale, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. He shook his head and said, "Master, we can't act rashly. Miss Hope might be...maybe she is having an important ceremony, and any interference may bring unpredictable consequences. Let's wait here until she finishes and then go find her."

After listening to Monet's story, Lanlingchi felt that it made a lot of sense.

He turned around and noticed that Monet's face looked strange.

He quickly supported Monet.

"Monet, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's okay, Master. Maybe it's because I'm a demon. This power of purification... has affected me. I'll be fine after a rest."

Lan Lingchi quickly helped him to the side to rest while waiting for Yang Xining to come out.

As time passed, the surrounding souls gradually dissipated, leaving only a few still slowly rising.

And that powerful purifying force gradually weakened and finally returned to calm.

Monet was finally able to breathe deeply.

At this moment, the entrance to the underwater palace suddenly opened and a figure slowly walked out.

Lanling Chi looked closely and saw that it was Yang Xining.

Her face seemed even more otherworldly under the blue light, and her eyes sparkled with wisdom and compassion.

"Hope!" Lan Lingchi shouted excitedly. He rushed forward impatiently to confirm her safety.

When Yang Xining heard the call, he turned to look at Lanling Chi, with a gentle smile on his face: "Lanling Chi, you are here."

Her words were full of relief and satisfaction, as if she had accomplished some important mission.

Lan Lingchi walked quickly to her and hugged her in his arms: "Hope, are you okay? I was so worried."

"Um, Lan, Lanlingchi, please let me go. I can't, I can't breathe anymore." Yang Xining broke free from Lanlingchi's arms.

Ye Wuhen also slowly walked out of the palace. He saw Lan Lingchi and the other man, but did not show any hostility.

He just smiled faintly at Yang Xining.

"Thank you."

"No need to thank me. I hope you won't forget your promise."

Lan Lingchi interrupted with a hint of jealousy in his tone: "Hope, who is he?"

His expression at this moment was like that of a husband who caught his wife cheating on him.

Yang Xining joked: "He is Yueyue, didn't you recognize him?"

“Yueyue…” Lan Lingchi looked Ye Wuhen up and down, especially at his familiar dark purple eyes. He suddenly realized, “Damn, you’re actually a male!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire island began to shake violently, as if even the foundations of the seabed were shaking.

The expressions of several people changed.

"What's going on? There's an earthquake?"

Ye Wuhen's face was solemn. He quickly explained: "Although the purification ritual was successful, Devil's Island has been eroded by evil forces for a long time. Its structure has become extremely unstable. We must leave Devil's Island as soon as possible."

Yang Xining nodded and looked at Lanlingchi and Monet: "We have to leave here together, quickly!"

Lan Lingchi immediately came to his senses, took Yang Xining's hand, and motioned Monet to follow.

As they advanced, the island shook more and more violently, huge cracks spread across the ground, and sea water began to pour in violently.

Occasionally, you could hear people on the entire island bursting into tears.

Ye Wuhen pointed to a small submarine not far away and said, "Devil's Island is about to sink. This is the island's escape tool just in case. You guys should leave quickly!

"What about you?" Yang Xining looked at Ye Wuhen and suddenly asked.

Ye Wuhen smiled helplessly, with a trace of sadness in his eyes: "My home is right here, and all my relatives are buried here. There is no place in this world worth me staying here."

Yang Xining's heart skipped a beat. She stretched out her hand and said sincerely, "Ye Wuhen, come with us! I said I would take you to see the world."

Ye Wuhen was stunned for a few seconds, looked at Yang Xining's outstretched hand, then looked back at the crumbling palace.

At that moment, an unprecedented wave of emotions surged in his heart.

"I..." Ye Wuhen's voice trembled slightly, as if he was struggling fiercely deep in his heart.

"I...will."

Finally, he gently held Yang Xining's hand.