Chapter 8 Fried Hair

"Your Majesty, the princess and the White Lotus have an accident. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Xuan Shuyun's hand holding the dragon chair clenched violently, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

The guard listened to Xuan Shuyun's tone, his forehead was sweating, but he could only answer truthfully, "The princess has met a few hooligans...... After the White Lotus killed those hooligans, she didn't let anyone get close to the princess, and at this time, she was behind the Cloud Tower, and the Qing Wang Ye was watching there. Please atone for your sins!"

"The national teacher, please go back first. After Xuan Shuyun finished speaking, he hurriedly walked out of the imperial study.

The national teacher followed his heels out, but there was no Xuan Shuyun in the courtyard for a long time.

Not so long ago-

He Qingqing lay on the window, squinting at Xuan Shanqing who was buried in his hairpin.

He Qingqing's ears moved, and he looked at the courtyard where Xuan Shanqing was, and several big men who staggered towards Xuanshan Qing.

For some reason, He Qingqing's scalp began to tingle, and his whole body trembled, and a bad and familiar premonition appeared in He Qingqing's heart.

"Shanqing, get out of here!" He Qingqing lowered his head and shouted at Xuan Shanqing.

"Found it!" Xuan Shanqing straightened up, raised the hairpin in his hand, and looked up at He Qingqing with a bright smile.

"We've found it too!Pretty little beauty!hahahaha!" said one of the three men, raising his hand and grabbing Genyama Qing's wrist.

As soon as several men approached He Qingqing, they smelled the smell of wine on the bodies of several men.

Seeing that the man grabbed the wrist of the monitor, the hair on his body exploded, and he couldn't bear the fear in his heart, He Qingqing jumped down, raised his hand and grabbed the man's hand holding Xuan Shanqing.

"Hey, where did the wild cat come from!?" the man was scratched, and subconsciously withdrew his hand to cover the place where he was caught, and looked at He Qingqing viciously.

He Qingqing arched his back, the hair all over his body exploded, bared out his sharp teeth, made a "hiss" sound in his mouth, and looked at the few people in front of him vigilantly.

"Lotus ......" saw the Sanming man opposite, although Xuanshan Qing didn't know what they were going to do, he was subconsciously afraid, and reached out to pick up He Qingqing and run together, but He Qingqing easily dodged away, and bared his teeth with the Sanming man.

"Shout?!A wild cat still wants to be a hero to save the beauty? Look at Lao Tzu not to pick your skin!" The red-faced man who was drinking on the side rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, and wanted to teach He Qingqing a lesson.

Looking at the man who stepped forward, He Qingqing's eyes began to redden.

"Meow!" He Qingqing raised his claws and waved them like a man walking in.

A blue grabbing light followed He Qingqing's claw movement, and instantly towards the man.

With a scream from the man, the person who said he was going to pick He Qingqing's skin was divided into three pieces.

Blood splashed on He Qingqing's white fur, soaking most of He Qingqing's fur, which was the same as He Qingqing's eyes at this time.

The remaining two men looked at their brother who was divided into three pieces in a daze, and He Qingqing, who was standing in a pool of blood, and most of the wine woke up in an instant.

"The monster has killed someone! Help!" the two called for help and ran into the alley.

As a result, he didn't run two steps, and he couldn't escape death.

"Shanqing!" This is Xuan Hanxing, who came in a hurry, saw the blood all over the ground, and hurriedly wanted to step forward to check if Xuan Shanqing had anything wrong.

But a blue claw light came to him, but fortunately he reacted, but only scratched his clothes.

Looking at He Qingqing, who was covered in blood and his eyes were red, Xuan Hanxing frowned slightly and tentatively called out, "White Lotus?"

"Hiss!" He Qingqing still maintained his previous posture, looking at Xuan Hanxing vigilantly.