92. ···, Commander of the Lord
The night is as deep as wine, a crescent moon hangs lonely above the sky, and the stars are sparse.
Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the mansion is brightly lit, and the high position of the hall leans on a flaming figure, faintly spreading the majesty of the momentum makes people feel timid.
"Lord Ling, tomorrow the three princes of the western neighboring country will bring their concubines to visit the country of Jiuhong." A young man in white walked out of the group below, holding a fan and dancing with a bookish atmosphere, I didn't know how to think it was just a weak scholar, but what I was really familiar with was knowing his ruthless methods. The boneless fan was mixed with several poison-soaked silver needles, and the white clothes were full of bottles and cans of poisonous powder. It is worthy of being a jade-faced poisonous student, the first poisonous saint in the world.
"Oh?" The young man in red raised his thin eyebrows slightly, and a bony hand rested on the wooden table and beat rhythmically. Look at the face again, shocking! His eyes and teeth are bright, and his skin is like congealed fat, like the gods who come to ride the scorching flames of the sun. The aura of laziness and murder permeated his body, and the oppression was enough to suffocate people.
"Tomorrow? There's a good show. The young man in red muttered, and a wisp of triumphant wind blew the hair hanging from his ears, revealing a star of white, and on it was a petal-shaped silver trace.
This young man is undoubtedly Mu Xiaomeow.
Ten years ago, after she was demoted to the common people, people in black appeared one after another who wanted to take away the gold medal for avoiding death, and in desperation, men's clothing was shown. After many tosses and turns, he finally arrived at the cult headquarters, and in two years, he occupied the position of the master of the martial arts with lightning speed, commanding the world's heroes. Then he traveled through the foggy mountains and obtained the Tianshan Demon Lotus, and finally hung the star life on the side of the sky for a few years, so as not to lose the fragrance and jade.
And the Royal Apricot Villa was also destroyed by the Northern Immortal Suo on the grounds of rebellion ten years ago, fortunately she sent the Five Elements Protector in time to save people, otherwise the entire population of the Royal Apricot Villa would turn into dust. It was only then that she realized that there were no good people in the palace, but jackals, tigers and leopards. The power that the Northern Immortal Shuttle had secretly cultivated was also deployed early just to deal with the Royal Apricot Villa.
"Little meow." A long-lost intimacy suddenly sounded in her ears, and Mu Xiaomeow's eyes were unwavering, and she squinted at someone.
"Mu Yuze, this order lord will say it again, this order lord's name is Mu Aotian." Yes, proud of the world, smiling at the sky.
"Okay, little heaven." Mu Yuze was dressed in a purple brocade robe, showing a bit of enchantment and evil, and his narrow eyes looked at the tough young man in front of him with a smile, and said dotingly.
Mu Xiaomeow frowned, as if she was a little dissatisfied with this title, and turned her head to look at the string moon covered by clouds thoughtfully.
"Daddy, Mommy, how are they doing there?" Fearing that someone would be unfavorable to them, she sent them to settle in her mother's tribe, and she hadn't seen them for ten years.
"They're good, they just don't worry about you." Mu Yuze sighed, and he was deeply determined under the hidden worry. The people of the Northern Underworld family, he will never let them have a good time.