Chapter Eighty-Three: True and False Yun Chuxiao (9)

Yun Chuxiao and the other side of the imperial secretary turned their heads to look at Feng Xuan. On the other side, Yuqing said slightly: "Something?" ”

"Dare to ask Childe's name?" Feng Xuan looked at the other side of the imperial palace with golden light.

Yun Chuxiao looked at the Yuqing on the other side and shook his head with a smile.

I have to say that the bloodthirsty and enchanting, evil and uninhibited handsome face on the other side is undoubtedly a fatal poison for girls.

Even when she saw the Imperial Secretary on the other side for the first time, she was stunned. Now, another girl was poisoned.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of the other side of the imperial secretary's mouth, and he said unhurriedly: "The other side of the imperial secretary." ”

"The Imperial Secretary on the other side, the Imperial Secretary on the other side......" Feng Xuan whispered the name of the Imperial Secretary on the other side with a smile on his face.

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"Bang-"

A white porcelain wine glass was slammed to the ground.

"Hmph, you can't even catch a woman! What do I want you to do! ”

A man in a dark red brocade robe yelled viciously at the half-kneeling guards of the Hades Gate in front of him. The man's two arms were still around a beautifully dressed and coquettish woman.

One of the women put her arms around the man's neck and said in a charming and delicate voice: "Master Lu, don't be angry, come, let's drink." ”

The man turned his head to look at the woman in his arms and smiled. Drank the wine that the woman handed to her lips.

This man is Lu Yufeng, the only son of Lu Yanxu, the name of the underworld.

"The young master is angry, it's really not that his subordinates can't catch this woman, it's the helper this woman is looking for this time...... Too...... Too...... It's terrible. Be...... It's solitude. ”

Lu Yufeng's pupils suddenly contracted. He frowned and turned his head to look at the underworld disciple who spoke.

"Silence? This young master remembers that when this young master went back a few days ago, didn't the old man say that he betrayed our underworld and took refuge in Zhuyun Sect, why was he here? Don't...... The people from the Zhuyun Sect are also here? ”

"It's that Feng Xuan, she...... She became the appearance of Miss Zhuyun Zongyun. ”

Lu Yufeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Is it? ”

"It's true, that woman has red powder on her clothes, and her subordinates will not admit it! And the location that the bronze spirit mirror explored was in that inn. ”

Lu Yufeng said: "But if the young lady of the Xuyun Sect is not here, how can the loneliness appear here." ”

"This ...... This...... The subordinates don't know. But...... Today's woman must be Feng Xuan! It can't be the young lady of Zhuyun Sect. ”

"Hmph, this is interesting, lead the way for this young master, this young master wants to see what tricks they play."

"Yes, young master."

Early in the morning, Yun Chuxiao introduced Feng Xuan to Yun Chuxuan, Tang Taiyun and others, and told them the ins and outs of the whole thing, but for the sake of insurance, she did not tell Feng Xuan that she was going to help her father refine medicine.

As soon as he heard that Feng Xuan could hallucinate the face, Han Qian Yin stepped forward with surprise and excitement and said to Feng Xuan: "Miss Feng, you really know how to hallucinate the face?" ”

The corners of Feng Xuan's mouth were hooked, and a red light passed by his sleeves. The delicate and touching girl's face turned into a delicate face.

Feng Xuan looked at the hidden face, held his head high, and said arrogantly: "How is it?" ”

And even the sound is exactly the same as the faint voice.

Han Tianyin applauded in amazement and said, "Wow, Miss Feng, you are so amazing!" ”

Yun Chuchen smiled lightly, "I've only heard about it before, but today is the first time I've seen the illusion technique." ”

Feng Xuan turned his head to look when he heard the sound.

I saw a man in a azure robe looking at her with a shallow smile on his face. Fresh and elegant temperament, face like a crown of jade, eyes like a star. Just standing there quietly, but it is full of nobility and elegance.

Feng Xuan was stunned again-

Wow...... Why are there so many beautiful men in this group?

The other side of the imperial secretary and the man in front of him are definitely peerless among beautiful men. Besides, this Taiyun and Han Tilt Yin, although they are not as peerless as the previous two, they are also handsome. In this group of people, the only failure -

Feng Xuan slowly turned his head to look at the man standing behind Yun Chuxiao leaning against the pillar, his arms around his chest, and his breath was cold and cold.

Loneliness, that is, you, the only failure, wearing a mask all day long, must be ugly or crippled.

Feng Xuan pulled Han Qian Yin closer and asked in a voice that could only be heard by two people, "Hey, who is he?" ”

"The young master of the Zhuyun Sect, Chu Xiao's elder brother Yun Chu Chen."