"What are you doing!" The guard outside the door, with his keen hearing, sensed something strange in the house, pushed the door open, and asked with a bad attitude.

"Look out the window." Qi Shunhua pointed to the moon outside the window and laughed twice, with a natural expression, and patted the thick stump and complained, "Why are you so closely arranged, I can't see the good scenery outside." ”

The doorman did not speak ill of this distinguished guest, and there was no behavior of looking for trouble, so they returned to their position on guard, the ceremony was imminent, in order not to make any moths, they did not close the door, and their eyes locked on Qi Shunhua.

Qi Shunhua was a little helpless by the gaze behind him, sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, buried his head in the crook of his arm and looked at the full moon, and whispered, "I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles." ”

Blue Ear sent a signal to gather all the Blackbirds here to complete the resurrection ritual.

"Lord Lan Zhuo." The doorman heard footsteps, turned around, and saluted.

The blue-eared personal maid, one of the two short-haired girls, came gracefully and nodded at the guard, and his eyes couldn't help but move from the guard to the house.

The thin T-shirt was shrouded in moonlight, outlining a muscular body, and the black and proper shredded hair seemed to be covered with white frost.

Looking at the back of the lonely and noble Hua, Lan Zhuo's pupils dilated, and his beautiful lips pursed, and finally said flatly: "Take him to the hall." ”

"Yes." The stern-looking guard nodded loudly and strode towards the back room.

Lan Zhuo took a few steps, then turned around and instructed, "Don't be too rude." ”

Qi Shunhua, who was watching the moon, was driven out of the back room by the strong guards, and was taken to the hall in a gentle manner.

He heard Lan Zhuo's instructions, and a pair of hazy peach blossom eyes also observed the distance between the two guards deliberately separated. Passing through the open gate, the great light was like a flame tempting the fearless moth. With a strong desire to survive, he gathered strength and slammed his elbow into the guard on his left, and the guard who had slackened his guard for a moment was pushed away by him, staggering backwards and falling to the ground, making way for a way.

Even Lan Zhuo didn't expect that the seemingly weak young man would launch such a fierce attack, and taking advantage of the momentary stunned, Qi Shunhua ran away.

Before Lan Zhuo could give an order, the well-armed guards around him came around, relying on his regular fitness, exercise, and uninterrupted karate training, without anyone daring to hurt him, Qi Shunhua opened a road alive.

The round baby's eyes narrowed slightly, and a white light flashed out from the blue cuffs, Qi Shunhua, who was struggling to avoid the siege of the guards, clearly saw in the afterglow of his eyes that a white embroidered shawl of folded branches and plums was winding towards him.

It's not good, Qi Shunhua shouted in his heart, the speed of his hands and feet was even harder, avoiding the guards and rushing out.

The white shawl seemed to be positioned towards Qi Shunhua, and it was wrapped up and down several times along his sturdy waist, a huge suction, and in the next second, Qi Shunhua was retracted by the manipulator like a marionette.

Wrapped in Qi Shunhua's shawl, he didn't strangle him very tightly, but just restrained his limbs and slowly brought him to the floor in front of Lan Zhuo.

Qi Shunhua, who was lying on the floor, rolled from side to side, his hands and feet were tightly tied, and he could only squirm like a caterpillar, and he did so, regardless of the friction between his chin and the floor, he just wanted to get closer to the door.