Feathers fluttering.

From far to near, across the mountains and villages, in the dark nightlight, swooping down, sprinting, passing through the city's houses and buildings, and finally stopping on the railing of a small building, under the frosty white moonlight, the wings spread and the beak of the bird slowly combed.

In the attic, a door was pushed open, and a small yellow door guard wearing a hood walked over.

Lightly took off the paper roll tied to the bird's claws, and hurriedly trotted like in the middle of the room, Zao Wou-ki, who was wearing a purple gold phoenix robe in front of the desk, slowly choked the tea's hand stiffened, and the whole teacup burned into ashes with a "zila" sound, and fell on the table little by little.

In the afterglow, Xiao Huangmen bowed to the side, his forehead was covered with dense cold sweat.

"Your Excellency?"

A few of his subordinates who were waiting for orders next to him also changed slightly, and asked in a low voice.

"Huh。。。。。 Hehehe... The corners of Zao Wouji's mouth twitched slightly, revealing his white teeth, and a grim and cold laughter that made people feel chills in his heart came out of his teeth: "My good sister, I really don't want to worry about my brother." ”

"My lord, what happened?"

Outside, there was a restless chirping sound from the quiet garden, and a man with long hair and a lazy look and evil eyes slowly walked in with a smile on his lips.

With a flick of his fingers, the paper scroll sparked in the air and was incinerated, but the lines of handwriting appeared in mid-air like fireworks, and the smoke and dust slowly rubbed in the air.

"His Highness the Snow Phoenix has been kidnapped?"

Several people in the room changed color at the same time, their pupils contracted violently, and the slightly heavy wheezing sound showed that several people were not at peace in their hearts.

"How could this happen? How is this good, if His Royal Highness Snow Phoenix has a good one, how can we explain to King Liang? The voice was a little frightened and hurried, and then in Zhao Wuji's murderous and cold gaze, his voice gradually became low and disappeared: "If you delay King Liang's wedding, wouldn't this be a big joke for others to see。。。。。 This..... ”

"How many people know about this?" Zao Wou-Ki suppressed the anger in his heart and asked impatiently.

"The incident has just happened, and the news has been completely blocked by Dayuan City, and the news should not have spread yet, but His Royal Highness King Liang, I'm afraid it can't be hidden." Another middle-aged man dressed as a scribe stroked his beard and said worriedly: "For the sake of today's plan, the only way to do this is to rescue His Royal Highness Xuehuang intact as soon as possible, and it must not affect the wedding, so as to minimize the impact of this matter." ”

Zao Wou-Ki nodded noncommittally, and a white-haired cat meowed and jumped up from the chair next to him, staring at the door as if it were bursting its hair.

At the door, a green light flickered slightly, like paint sliding on the ground, and a strange human image was a hunched flower cat slowly spreading its body, its red hair was scattered on the ground, and a pair of green cat pupils were revealed through the gaps in the hair like ghost fire.

"Who are you?"

The lazy man who first walked into the hall suddenly turned his head to one side, and his five fingers weirdly folded backwards to make an arc, like a string drawn by a bow, and his expression gradually returned from a gentle smile to a cold and arrogant, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

Phew!

The sound of arrows sounded, and a blood-colored light struck the man fiercely.

With a "snort" sound, the man's body seemed to be slightly numb, and fine blood-red electric sparks burst out from his body, and the huge impact force knocked it away, and his body dragged a long ravine on the ground, and hit his head on the doorpost next to him in embarrassment.

Blood-light ****, a little rune near the man's eyebrows shattered, and a blood-colored arrow lost its protection through his protection, shooting directly through his eyebrows and penetrating through the bones, and penetrating deep into his skull.

With a "bang", the crimson hair flew away, the man's head exploded, and the tall and thin body flew high and fell heavily to the ground.

The skull was like a ball wrapped in lightning rolling on the ground, and a cat shadow appeared next to the skull like a strange lightning, opened its mouth to bite, bit the nose of the skull, picked it up, and slowly walked towards the headless corpse.

In the astonished eyes of everyone in the room, the head and the corpse were stitched together, like a torn rag doll being sewn back together, and there was not a single needle and thread in sight, which was extremely weird.

"Don't say hello, just do it, this is not hospitality."

Covered in blood-colored electric sparks, the director of the department who was dizzy and dizzy by the tremor propped his hands on the ground, his body was still slightly spasmodic, and he cursed hoarsely: "Oh, oh, oh... Damn it hurts, my head, my eyes, and my nose are bubbling out like they're going to rebel. ”

"Huh?"

He was violently knocked away again, a large piece of skin and flesh on his waist were burned into black charcoal, and the thin purple flames were still desperately drilling into the flesh, the skin of his waist quickly became pale, his face stiffened, and his lips were faintly black, which was a sign of the rapid withering and decay of essence and blood.

"Won't you die?" Zhao Wouji's body was in a trance for a moment, and suddenly swept past everyone and appeared next to the figure, stretched out his hand and slapped the other party's body, a purple phoenix flame drilled into the other party's body like a living thing, and said in a faint voice: "It's a pity, I never believe that there are people in this world who can't be killed, if there is, it's just a deviation in the way of killing." ”

Zhao Wuji stared coldly at the strange man opposite and got up from the ground, the director gritted his teeth, and let the purple fire wind flame surge in his body, and the decaying blood qi where he passed quickly evaporated, turning into green smoke and spewing out from his seven orifices, and then he exhaled deeply, patted the wound on his waist, and a large piece of carbonized flesh turned into black ash and fell to the ground, revealing that it was constantly spewing bright red flesh buds, and a large amount of new skin and flesh quickly filled the wound.

"It's a good experience, but unfortunately, for the guests who come to the door to give gifts, this is not the hospitality they deserve." The director's face fell, his fingers brushed through the red hair, and a pair of dark green cat eyes were full of cold light.

"It's not a guest to come uninvited."

Zhao Wouji's eyes were cold and indifferent, he had just received the news of Zhao Xuehuang's accident, and the man in front of him appeared almost at the same time, to say that there was no connection between the two, he didn't believe it.

"What if I could give you a great gift to solve your most troubled problem right now?" The director looked at Zao Wou-ki, an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was indescribably weird。。。。。。