Metamorphosis of the Demon Cult Leader (27)
The right-hand protector, who was heartily capable, held his neck and went out step by step.
He had to go find the woman in the medical valley first and help him get his neck back.
At this time, it was already dark, and Liao Falcon stood in front of the white and shallow door and knocked lightly very politely.
"White girl, are you there?"
Bai Qianqian was curling his hair, and when he heard Liao Falcon's voice, the movements in his hands sped up a little.
"Yes, wait a minute."
Bai Qianqian quickly inserted a hosta into the black hair, fixed the hairstyle, got up and opened the door.
When she saw Liao Falcon's shape clearly, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly.
"Young Master Liao, are you ...... How did you get it? ”
Bai Qianqian led Liao Falcon to the stone table in the small courtyard, asked him to desk, and asked carefully.
"I raised my head a little sharply, and it flashed."
Although Liao Falcon felt that the way he was now, his own sect leader had the greatest credit, but it was also a fact that he raised his head violently.
"Oh."
Bai Qianqian probably had a charter in his heart, and gave Liao Falcon a few medicine stickers.
"A half-day, about a day or two."
Liao Falcon put a medicine patch on the back of his neck on the spot, and then politely thanked Bai Qian.
"You're welcome, you and Chu Shaoxia took us in and rescued us, this is what a little girl should do."
Bai Qianqian smiled slightly and said softly.
Liao Falcon, as a frenzied member of the Demon Sect, never knew what he was embarrassed about, and accepted Bai Qian's thanks very calmly.
"But thank you very much, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."
Bai Qianqian replied: "Okay, Liao Gongzi walks slowly." ”
Liao Falcon got up, held his neck, and walked slowly towards Qi Zhuxue's room.
"Miss Qi."
Liao Falcon stood at the door of Qi Zhuxue and sighed secretly in his heart.
He is really strong and strong~
Liao Falcon held his neck and looked at the sky melancholy.
"What's wrong?"
Qi Zhuxue opened the door, holding a piece of pastry in her mouth, and her voice was a little slurred.
"Miss Qi, the sect leader is sick and is resting in his subordinates' room at this time, he doesn't worry about you, so he specially asked his subordinates to explain to you, so that you don't have to go over deliberately, so as not to give you a bad illness."
Liao Falcon smiled elegantly, but the shape at this time was very unelegant, and this comparison brought out a bit funny.
The corners of Qi Zhuxue's eyes curved slightly, but she quickly stopped the trend of continuing to bend downward.
"yes, okay."
Liao Falcon knew that his appearance at this time was not very good-looking, so he didn't pay much attention to the smile on the corners of Qi Zhuxue's eyes.
"The subordinates still have to take care of the sect leader, so I will leave first."
Liao Falcon held his stiff neck and slowly moved towards his room.
Waiting for Liao Falcon to leave, Qi Zhuxue came back to her senses and instantly understood what Chu Yu meant.
Tsk, it seems that the little villain is shy and doesn't know how to face her.
"Miss Qi, it's time for us to go to the Alliance Leader's Mansion."
Bai Qianqian came to Qi Zhuxue's small courtyard with Wu Qifeng, who had recovered a little, and the proprietress who had her hands tied, and called Qi Zhuxue.
"Okay, I'll come right over."
Qi Zhuxue went out with the pastries that the maidservant girl sent her and handed them to Bai Qianqian.
"Would you like some?"
"Okay."
Bai Qianqian twisted a piece and divided it into two halves, half for himself to eat, and half for Wu Qifeng.
Wu Qifeng took the half with a twist and squirmed, and ate the pastry with a red face.
Qi Zhuxue looked at it with a toothache, packed the remaining pastries, stuffed them into the small bag she carried, and waved her claws magnificently.
"Let's go."
Bai Qianqian and Wu Qifeng followed, swaggering towards the alliance lord's mansion.
In the crowd, a few inconspicuous men quietly followed the group.
Qi Zhuxue glanced at the location of the men out of the corner of her eyes.
It was only a detection, there was no sign of a move, and it seemed that the troops were behind.
Qi Zhuxue narrowed her eyes slightly, and with Bai Qianqian, Wu Qifeng and the proprietress continued to walk towards the alliance lord's mansion.
Bai Qianqian and Wu Qifeng's faces were heavy, and the proprietress was pale, carefully observing the surroundings like a frightened animal.
"You, can you keep me in the middle, in case I die, there will be no one to help you identify him."
The proprietress felt that everyone in the crowd wanted to kill her, so she came to Bai Qianqian's side in fear, and threatened in a slightly grim tone.
Bai Qianqian frowned and looked at Qi Zhuxue: "Miss Qi, what do you think?" ”
The proprietress looked at Qi Zhuxue, her body trembled, and she took a step back in fear.
This woman was terrible with the man before, and she didn't dare to come forward and harass her anymore.
Since the proprietress barely survived in Chu Ji's hands, she no longer dared to come to Qi Zhuxue and the others.
Don't dare to provoke Qi Zhuxue.
"Then let her stay in the middle."
The proprietress lit up her eyes, and hurriedly got into the middle of the three of them, and saw them blocking the crowd, and she was slightly relieved in her heart.
When the group was about to arrive at the alliance leader's mansion, the atmosphere gradually became strange, and a tense aura spread.
Qi Zhuxue swept the arrow that flashed cold light in the corner, picked up the proprietress, and dodged the cold arrow.
"Run."
The alliance leader's mansion was close in front of him, Bai Qianqian grabbed the martial qi wind, and rushed all the way into the mansion, gasping for breath.
Qi Zhuxue then came in with the proprietress in tow.
The alliance leader's mansion was quiet, and Wu Qifeng didn't see a familiar servant.
His expression tightened, and he glanced around vigilantly.
"Go, lead him to the living room."
The sweaty butler glanced at the man hiding in the darkness in fear and nodded obediently.
"Young Master, when did you come back? The lord is having a banquet in the living room, do you want to go? ”
The old butler wiped the cold sweat that kept pouring out of his forehead with a white handkerchief, lowered his head, and spoke a little hurriedly.
Wu Qifeng immediately sensed that the old butler was wrong, and nodded quietly.
"Okay, Uncle Wu, if you don't feel well, go back and rest, I'll go to the living room by myself."
The old housekeeper hurriedly agreed: "Okay, okay, the little one will go down first." ”
The old housekeeper didn't want to see the little young master he grew up watching fall into that person's trap, but the old man gave him a hint and asked him to secretly remind the young master, and then leave things alone.
Wu Qifeng glanced back at Bai Qianqian and Qi Zhuxue.
Bai Qianqian nodded at him quietly, and the group quietly walked towards the living room.
In the living room, the famous and surnamed people in the martial arts were all slumped on their chairs, their eyes staring at the man standing in the middle with resentment.
"Don't stare at me like that, if your son hadn't come over and hurt me, I wouldn't have been in such a hurry."
The man sneered, and looked at Wu Zhong, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, who was sitting on the main seat, in a cold voice.
Wu Zhong snorted coldly: "Don't throw all the pots at me, it's obvious that you are not right!" ”