Chapter 374: You Didn't Say It, You're Still Looking for Another Person

Lanjing Empire, a secret spy agency - Mirror Spy Division.

On the layers of curtains, jade vials are densely hung, and the bottles are filled with various kinds of things.

'Ding, ding, ding......'

A crisp crashing sound sounded, and the slender palm removed a jade vial that was shaking with a halo.

Someone on the side came over and smiled interestingly: "Ah, that nine-life cat demon." ”

In the jade vial held in the hand of the person, the three orange fine hairs belonging to the feline family flashed brightly, constantly restless left and right impact, wanting to break through the jade bottle and fly out, the fine hairs were tough and terrible, and there was a piercing sound when it hit the jade bottle, this sound was no longer loud because of the barrier of the jade bottle, but for the people in the spiritual cultivation, it was like a giant bell hitting in the ear.

The prince of Jinghai, who was in charge of killing in the new generation of the Lanjing Empire, indifferently put the jade vial into his sleeve, got up and walked out.

"Jing Wuxian, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't say that you should be in charge of this nine-life cat demon......" The young man in a purple court dress lazily supported his head with his hands, and looked at the black-clothed Jing Wuxian silently and gradually drifted away.

"I just came back from Luosu Country for a few days, and I couldn't bear the loneliness and wanted to run out, you royal descendants just don't know how to enjoy it, Feng Wuyue's kid rushed to find the Purple Pole Emperor who was upside down in the Hanging Lotus, and you kid snatched the job of dealing with this nine-life cat demon, this is not to give me this young commander of the Mirror Spy Division to live. ”

He flicked his fingers, and the jade bottles on the curtain shook all of a sudden: "Well, let me look for it, that seven-tailed natural fox of the first generation of the demon clan? No, the batch of waste under his hands doesn't seem to have detected his whereabouts yet." ”

"Otherwise, the green dragon of the Taiye Empire or the little lion? Alas, it seems that it is not good to attack them during the period of fighting against the demon clan...... It's so annoying, I can't find a job, and I take the money given by His Royal Highness the Prince, and the official feels that it is very hot, or ...... The official should stay behind. ”

What a great idea.

couldn't help but stretch out in boredom, and simply leaned on the back of the chair and began to spread the corpse.

In the Fufeng Palace, which is several palaces away from the Mirror Spy Division, the purple-clothed and golden-crowned Prince Lanjing is writing on the paper, but the word 'Jing' is a little long with a tick.

"This slacker ......," he sighed.

In the hall, the incomparably cold and glamorous woman turned around and smiled angrily: "You are not qualified to count him, Ding Xingwang, a member of the Twilight Clan, has the confidence to let him live a mixed life." ”

"The Queen Mother. Jing Chenhuang put down the black jade pen and looked helplessly at the queen of Lanjing, who was dressed in a mountain and river skirt in front of him and had a clear phoenix crown.

Lanjing's contemporary mother of the country is like a kaolin flower, Jing Chenhuang's temperament is very similar to her, like a circle of purple beads around her jade wrist, her expression is a little abrupt: "The queen mother didn't expect that you were waiting for her ......"

Jing Chenhuang frowned slightly, wanting to say something.

"You don't have to deny it, a few years ago, you took charge of the mirror spy department early and put the twilight prince in the position of the young commander, and the queen mother and your father knew that you hadn't given up looking for Mo Li. ”

Queen Lanjing stared at Jing Chenhuang's face that was very similar to herself: "But you didn't say it, you are still looking for another person." ”

On the purple beads around her jade wrist, there is a mist slowly rising, and the mist is swirling and dancing, gradually condensing into an elegant ink painting.

The landscape is green, the stream is shallow, the girl in white plain clothes stands in the clear stream with the corner of her skirt in one hand, and the colorful light is sprinkled on her, like a layer of mist, and she can't see her face clearly, but she just looks at it like this, but she inexplicably knows that she is smiling at this side, as if she is going to come out of the painting in the next moment.

(End of chapter)