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So, after receiving the order from Shui Lingyue, they agreed in unison, then came out one after another, took a shower and changed their clothes.

Half an hour later, Shui Lingyue was wearing a snow-white long gown, wearing an equally snow-white thick cloak with silver fox fur on her head, wearing a white doufu with white gauze hanging around her, and came to the bow of the boat.

The shipkeeper at the bow of the boat had already been there. When he saw Shui Lingyue coming out, he hurriedly came forward and said, "Do you have landed on the shore now?"

Shui Lingyue nodded and said, "Let's go."

The shipkeeper quickly greeted two assistants and helped to set up the pedals on the boat.

Shui Lingyue stepped on the pedal and walked down, followed by two maids.

Originally, Kong Minglan was following Tian Wuyou's side with her close body, but at this moment, Kong Minglan was not there, but no one else dared to doubt it.

After all, Tian Wuyou is the Pavilion Master. Kong Minglan was either sent out to perform secret missions or annoyed the Pavilion Master and was secretly executed. These are not what they should ask, they should be in charge.

On the shore, there was indeed a white sedan waiting there.

However, this sedan is different from an ordinary sedan. The two sticks used to carry the sedan are not like ordinary sedans, in the middle of the sedan, but at the bottom of the sedan.

There were eight people carrying sedan chairs in front, back and left and right. Each of these eight people wore uniform white clothes, and even the decorations on their heads were exactly the same.

The eight people saw the sky and got off the boat, turned around in an orderly manner, bowed to Shui Lingyue, and said, "See the Lord of the Pavilion."

Shui Lingyue glanced at the white area and thought to herself, Wuyou really liked white this day, the sedan chair and the people carrying the sedan chair were all white.

Don’t it be said that the ancients are superstitious? This whiteness is simply a neat mourning team. Tian Wuyou is sitting in this sedan chair every day and being carried around, without any disgust?

Shui Lingyue nodded softly, without saying a word, walked into the sedan chair and sat down inside.

At this time, someone on the boat pulled out the people locked in the secret prison, one by one, like a beast, holding the iron chains in their hands and walking down the boat.

Those people were locked in the secret room for a long time, and suddenly saw the sunshine. They were a little uncomfortable for a moment. They walked slowly, and the people behind them took the whip and whipped it down.

Shui Lingyue looked at the scene on the boat and narrowed her beautiful eyes dangerously.

Those people dared not stop anymore, speeded up and walked down the boat.

It was not until the end that Tian Wuyou was pulled out. She was now wearing the white clothes that Shui Lingyue once wore, her hair was as messy as straw, and there was a long and deep scar on both sides of her face. Her face was covered in blood and she couldn't see her original face at all.

As soon as Tian Wuyou came out, he rushed forward immediately, grabbed a subordinate from her before, opened his mouth anxiously, and wanted to say something.

Unfortunately, her tongue had been cut by Nan Panpan. At this moment, she opened her mouth and could only make some vague um um ah sound.

The subordinate looked at the empty black hole in her mouth and naturally knew what was going on. He shook his whip and cursed: "Go away quickly! If you are procrastinating, I'm not polite."

Tian Wuyou was so angry that she was so angry that she could not speak now, and she was wearing shackles on her hands, feet, waist and waist. She couldn't do anything on her body, and she had no choice but to do anything at all.

Tian Wuyou was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and he stepped forward and slapped him at the man.

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