Chapter 16: The Gathering of Demons (1)

"Where's that little bunny?" I saw a gray-haired old general-looking man panting. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone is ashamed, is this still the protector general of his own majesty, galloping on the battlefield, and slashing the enemy generals? Everyone didn't dare to speak when they saw this posture, and suddenly someone who was not afraid of death said, "Old General Qiqi, the person you want to arrest seems to be running away...... ran away" After speaking, the man didn't even dare to breathe.

"This little bastard, let him run away again, and wait for Lao Tzu to catch him" The old general gritted his teeth angrily. "What are you doing here, go back." After saying that, the old general whipped away and rode away, and everyone only felt as if they had walked away from the ghost gate. In his heart, he said that what kind of master is this person, he has such the ability to make the old general like this, and he just wants to catch him quickly, so as to save the north and south from running back and forth.

Outside the capital of the Qiming Empire

"Master, there is news from the Qishu Hall, saying that you are invited to a gathering," a man in black said respectfully.

"But what's going on?" I saw a ghost-faced man in red, who seemed to be lazily leaning against the big tree behind him and spoke.

These two people are none other than the two people who just heard that the old marquis of the Protectorate Mansion was "in a hurry" and fled, but they didn't know that these two people had also become the masters of a certain woman's mouth.

"Well, the message says I'll be there in a moment," and after a pause, the ghost-faced man continued, "珯見 (xian), send the order down to Suzaku to come back, and take care of her safety."

The man in black, who had no name, paused, and continued, "Yes."

I saw that the man under the ghost face had an angular contour face, a slanted sword eyebrow, a slender black eye, a thin lip that was pursed lightly at the moment, a demonic face, handsome and fair skin was soaked with fine beads of sweat at the moment, and a handsome face was also hideous because of the pain at the moment.

After a long time, the wicked man continued to speak, "Let's go", and then the man slowly stood up from the tree he was leaning on.

Seeing that his master's figure was shaking a little, Wujian hurriedly said, "Master, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, let's go" I saw the man in red forcibly fly away. Nothing to see is also close behind. I can't help but worry about whether the master's body can withstand it.

In the Qishu Hall of General Ji's Mansion in the capital

"Hasn't Ziqing arrived yet?" I saw a man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, handsome and exquisite, with a carved face with distinct facial features, and an angular face that was unusually handsome. It looks like a bohemian on the outside, but the inadvertent light in his eyes makes people dare not underestimate it. With black and dense hair, and a pair of slender peach blossom eyes under a pair of sword eyebrows, it is full of affection, which makes people fall into it if they are not careful. The tall nose and moderately thick red lips have a dizzying smile at this time. "I heard that kid went crazy three days ago." After speaking, he didn't forget to take an ambiguous look at the man who was drinking tea not far away.

"Mo Yun, are you really fake?" I saw that the man who had just walked in had a pair of eyes shooting cold stars, his two curved eyebrows were like paint, and his lips were like cherry blossoms outlining a half-moon-shaped arc, gentle as flowing water, obviously I didn't agree with the man's statement.

"As far as I know, the Ghost Huang Polar Region can be hundreds of miles here, and you can't get here in seven or eight days," Han Xifan said, and as soon as he came in, he saw Mo Yun looking at Baili Liuche who was drinking tea on the side. In this regard, Han Xifan was very contemptuous. Yes, it's contempt.

The man drinking tea on the side turned a blind eye to this, dressed in a snow-white robe, spotless, smooth and fair-skinned, revealing an angular cold hand; dark and deep eyes, glowing with a charming color; The thick eyebrows, the tall nose, and the beautiful lip shape all show nobility and elegance. Baili Liuche put down the teacup at this time, took out a guqin, the jade hand lightly picked the silver strings, and the hands plucked on the guqin, the sound was beautiful, rhythmic, like the sound of heaven.