Chapter 8 Hand-to-hand

The two of them walked for less than a quarter of an hour before they arrived at the Ling Mansion.

“… Poppy, do you want to go into the house for a cup of tea before leaving. ”

Ling Cangtong asked with a hidden look in his eyes, and the flush on his cheeks had not yet dissipated.

"No need, it's not too late to drink another day."

Mei Poppy's eyes were full of smiles.

"Hmm...."

In the next second, Ling Cangtong used light power to enter the Ling Mansion, and the speed was amazing. Mei Poppy thought to herself, his light skills were good.

Mei Poppy watched Ling Cangtong enter the Ling Mansion and no longer stayed, and after turning around, her phoenix eyes were cold and deep.

After walking for a while, he suddenly stopped, and then chuckled again, his eyes sharp with a murderous aura.

"Your Excellency has been following you for so long, won't you be bored?"

The voice is no longer gentle and calm, but as cold as the Shura in hell.

"Heh, Miss Poppy is really different from mortals, and the deity is just curious about what kind of strange woman can match the deity's pair, and there is no malice."

A magnetic, seductive voice sounded from behind Mei Poppy.

Miss Poppy? Mei Poppy's eyes were slightly confused, and she suddenly remembered that she had just called herself poppy in Ling Mansion. After figuring it out, Mei Poppy raised her lips and turned around.

The man was dressed in purple, with an angular handsome face like a carving, but his momentum exuded danger and coldness, but Mei Poppy was not afraid of his danger, but looked at the man's stunning face with admiration.

The purple-clothed man's face darkened instantly, this woman was definitely the only one in the world who dared to look at him like this.

"Even if you are curious, you don't need to peep at others, or are you fascinated by Miss Ben? The leader of the Glass Sect. ”

Mei Poppy's voice is like an old guqin, calm and charming, but the tone is lazy and a little sarcastic.

Feng Chonghu was slightly startled, and his obsidian-like deep eyes exuded an absolutely fatal coldness.

"Does Miss Poppy know that there is a price to be paid for saying the wrong thing?" Cold words spat out from thin lips.

"Oh? Talk to Miss Ben about the price, I'm afraid you're not qualified. Mei Poppy chuckled, her tone disdainful.

As soon as the words fell, a deadly palm wind struck at Mei Poppy, but Mei Poppy was easily dodged, and after a few moves, Feng Chonghu still couldn't hurt Mei Poppy at all.

Just when Feng Chonghu was distracted with a dark face, Mei Poppy flew forward, hooked Feng Chonghu's chin like an artist's carved hand, and said next to Feng Chonghu's ear:

"Beauty, let's continue next time."

The voice is as seductive as a poppy.

Feng Chonghu was like an angry lion, and after hearing this, he seemed to be stunned for a few seconds, and after reacting, there was still a stunning woman in green in front of him.

His cold eyes were as deep as the sky, and after a moment of contemplation, he disappeared into the night sky in an instant.

Early in the morning, the imperial study

A stunning woman in a phoenix robe sat on a phoenix chair, her left index finger lightly tapping the table, making a crisp sound. Holding a brush in his right hand, he didn't show any signs of writing for a long time. The soul-stirring phoenix eyes were as deep as a wolf, as if they were thinking about something, and there was a joke in their eyes.

"Your Majesty..., the king is here, did his subordinates invite her in?"

Xue Chao asked while noticing Mei Poppy's face.

"Let her in."

"Yes, my subordinates obey."