Chapter Seventy-Two: A Sister Who Wants to Talk?
The festive atmosphere of the palace is very strong, and it is spring again, and this year in the calm palace does not seem to be as peaceful as it seems.
In the early morning of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, when the royal family was happily celebrating the first birthday of the little son, an uninvited guest came to the royal mansion.
The man was in his thirties, with a dusty appearance, wearing a big hood on his head, almost covering nearly half of his face, but it was still impossible to ignore the long, deep bone scar on his face.
Wearing a dark cloak, his body is extremely long, and he is wrapped in airtightness, I don't know if it is because of the dark night, or psychological problems, people dare not look directly at his light blue eyes, especially when he speaks, his eyes burst out with terrifying coercion, which makes people shudder, as if he is being targeted by a leopard, and the hairs on his body stand up unconsciously.
In the study of the prince, two men with strong aura sat by the window, and the scar man tasted the best West Lake spring rain tea with a comfortable face, the curling mist slowly rose, and his eyes seemed to be real and illusory looking at the green bamboo outside the window.
"In the blink of an eye, I have been commanding for ten years, and now that you have married a wife and had children, the green bamboo outside this window is still the same as yesterday!" The man with the scar looked at the prince opposite with narrow eyes, and opened his mouth playfully.
"Jiang Wuyuan, do you think this king has a good temper in recent years? Or are you now degraded in southern Xinjiang? Jimo showed a hint of disgust on his face and opened his mouth sarcastically.
"Ah Yan, you were rescued by me, what? Didn't you shout your name every day for the three months I rescued you? Why don't you see you talking so harshly to me? ”
The man laughed slightly, sneered at each other, and the scar on his face writhed, as if it was a stinky caterpillar, arching its huge head and slowly squirming.
"Jiang Wuyuan! For three months, the king was unconscious! The prince squeezed out these words from between his teeth.
"Haha... Hahahaha.... Ah Yan, how can you make me change my mouth like this, you are too much to my appetite like this. The man's smile was not enough, and he held his stomach and laughed again.
Immediately, the man's face suddenly froze, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, as if the person who was laughing just now was not this blue-eyed Mobei man who sat like a clock.
"Lord Yu, do you remember the snow condensation?" With a serious face, he looked at Jimo with a strange yin and yang attitude, his face was full of triumphant ruthlessness, and he was like two people in the judgment of Fang Cai.
Jimo, who was sitting opposite, was shocked, then returned to his original state, and only said: "Wuyuan, your illness has been committed again, and it has become more and more serious in the past few years." ”
The man's face suddenly distorted, his pale blue eyes turned a flaming red, as if he was about to suck the world into a whirlpool filled with cinnabar, and the scar on his face slowly faded, and faded again until a smooth and traceless face was revealed, and his eyes shone like jewels set in this skin, which made people intoxicated.
If others see this scene, they are only afraid of being scared to death, but Jimo's eyes are like a dry well, without the slightest wave, and the evil and demonic man in front of him is no longer the face of Fang Cai's scar, which is really unconvincing, but I have to believe it.
Such a strange phenomenon has only been seen in modern painting skins! The scene at this moment made Le Zhengyu, who was standing at the door of the study, stand on the spot, and even the phoenix evil beside him changed from the appearance of the son who was a hanger in the past, and his eyes were staring at the scene inside.
If the ancient divine beast brought by the phoenix evil had already surprised Le Zhengyu, then now this is simply a living ghost!
Inside the house, the red-eyed and blue-eyed man in Xuanyi suddenly looked out of the door, and then without waiting for Jimo to open his mouth, he went straight to Le Zhengyu and Feng Xie, and stretched out his hands to take the eyes of the two of them.
Is that so? So proud! But anyone who has seen the process of his transformation will take his eyes, eat his flesh, and drink the blood of his heart, that move is as fast as lightning, so that people have no time to react, and the only thing they can do is to retreat.
"Xiao Yu, aren't you leaving?" Feng Xie grabbed Le Zhengyu, who had not yet come back to his senses, hurriedly stepped back, freed his other hand, and hurriedly gave the beautiful man a blow in the air.
I didn't want to, the move that was swung out with all the strength of the seven successes, like crossing no man's land, went straight through the man's chest, hit the layers of rocks behind him, and smashed the rocks.
"Ahh Yu'er, what kind of monster is your prince raising? How can you be so indistinguishable from wrong? Feng Xie hurriedly dodged the man's attack while opening his mouth to ask Le Zhengyu.
"How do I know, I haven't seen this thing before, it's not going to be a good thing after all!" Le Zhengyu also hurriedly retreated, trying to disperse from the phoenix evil to attract the attention of the man in Xuanyi.
"Wuyuan, stop!" Behind him, Jimo stood on the high platform and roared angrily.
The man stopped unsatisfied, and licked the corners of his bloodthirsty lips with his tongue, although the action was extremely tempting, but at this moment, in the eyes of Le Zhengyu and Feng Xie, it was very perverted!
"What a seductive little beauty! The one next to it is not bad, either.... Ah, why don't you let me enjoy it? The man, who was more than eight feet long, looked at Jimo with a little woman-like complaint at this moment.
This made Le Zhengyu's 'second monk confused', and she even suspected that her husband who shared the bed turned out to be a prince who raised male pets! is still a prince who specializes in raising perverted male pets who can transform!
Not only did Le Zhengyu think so, but Feng Xie also looked back at Le Zhengyu, who was also looking at him, out of a man's sixth sense, suspiciously, Le Zhengyu shook his head and made a helpless gesture towards him.
"Brother, princess, what are you doing?" In such a strange and quiet atmosphere, a soft girl sounded behind him.
"Sister! Snow condensation! Two voices came out of the mouths of two handsome and extraordinary men, but they were completely different tones, Feng Xie was nervous and afraid, afraid that this monster would hurt his sister who didn't know martial arts, and the man in Xuanyi was surprised and heartbroken, and trembled a little ecstatically.
"Sister, come to my brother!" Feng Xie looked like a hen protecting a chicken, pulled the woman into her arms, and stared vigilantly at the man in Xuanyi who had already looked at Jimo in front of her.
"Ah Yan, Xue Ning has been in your house all the time, it seems that I blamed you by mistake." The man in Xuanyi smiled and said to Jimo.
Jimo was very puzzled in his heart, and he was not in a hurry to explain anything, but just looked in the direction of Le Zhengyu, who was confused by several people, and felt that he was playing as a monkey.
She didn't think about it, so she said, "Lord Yu, after clarifying all this, please give me a reasonable explanation." ”
didn't wait for everyone to say anything, and took the lead in striding out of the courtyard, leaving only a few people present, each with their own thoughts.
"Brother...", the woman who was protected by the phoenix evil in her arms called softly, looking like she wanted to speak and stopped.