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Chapter 2217 Get the news

"Where are the sacred objects of the demon clan?" Feng Lin looked at Yang Ming who looked confident and asked seriously, while Yang Ming cleared his throat seriously, as if he was about to say something.

Just when Feng Lin thought he was going to say something, Yang Ming yawned weakly and pretended to be awake. Feng Lin's face suddenly darkened and he quickly walked in front of Yang Ming.

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Opening his eyes and looking at the slightly angry back in front of him, Yang Ming followed him casually, humming some unknown tune.

As a result, Feng Lin's face became even darker. He glanced at Yang Ming sideways and had a look of hatred on his face. Why did he have to deal with such a master!

As if he knew what Feng Lin was thinking, the smile on Yang Ming's face deepened, he turned his head slightly, smiled brightly at Feng Lin, frowned, and Feng Lin looked back.

"Your master, I am still of some use. Let's go and take you to see the demon clan's sacred objects." Yang Ming put his arm around Feng Lin's shoulders and led him towards the location of the demon clan's sacred objects.

When he reached a dense forest, Feng Lin's footsteps stopped, and Yang Ming, who was leading the way, also paused and looked back at Feng Lin.

"Do you feel a very powerful force?" Yang Ming's expression at this moment was much more serious than usual, and even Feng Lin was stunned for a while before he realized what he was saying.

Nodding vigilantly, Feng Linhuan looked around and found nothing out of the ordinary. If he hadn't been closer, he probably wouldn't have noticed such an inconspicuous little place. But who could have imagined that the Saint of the Monster Clan

Things are hidden here.

With a chuckle, Yang Ming left behind a sentence of "Let's go." He turned around and continued walking forward, pursed his thin lips, and Feng Lin followed with firm steps.

The further he walked, the stronger his aura became, so that Feng Lin even used his internal strength when he walked to the back to barely stabilize his body. Finally, when he reached the end, he discovered that the stone door had been closed at some point.

Yang Ming stood in front of the stone door, frowning and looking at it for a long time, then he realized that there was a mechanism next to it, with a piece missing from it. After looking at it for a while, Yang Ming realized that the shape was unusually familiar.

After closing his eyes and thinking about it for a while, he remembered that it was an object in the palace. After explaining the situation to Feng Lin, the two of them exited the forest and returned to the palace.

"Where are we going now?" The two of them stood on the roof of a palace. Feng Lin looked at the huge palace and asked Yang Ming, who looked casual.

The breeze blew by, and the corners of Yang Ming's clothes were slightly blown up, eliciting a smile. Yang Ming glanced at Shen Yue's palace not far away, and then walked over using Qinggong.

With a "click" sound, Yang Ming landed firmly in front of Shen Yue's bedroom door, and then Feng Lin also landed beside him. After pushing the door open, the two of them immediately walked in.

But after searching the entire palace, no presence of Shen Yue was found. Just when the two were about to leave and go elsewhere, the sound of the door being pushed open reached their ears.

After exchanging a look, the two of them hid in the closet, and then saw two maids walking in, muttering something.

"The eldest prince has been imprisoned in the dungeon by the Demon King. Why does he still come to clean it every day? It's really..." Before the maid could finish speaking, another maid quickly stopped her.
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