deadly mantra

Chapter 381 is so rampant

I saw a red-clothed figure standing proudly, with long hair blowing in the wind, and a pair of big, watery eyes that looked majestic through the cold mask.

Li Mubai immediately felt wary. This person had an extraordinary temperament and was a woman. Could it be... that he was the master of Bifang Hall in Qifei Palace - Yi Xie Lingxi?Which hall leader is following her? !
Ji Fanyin held two jars of freshly taken out wine in her arms. She grabbed Leng Hongru's sleeve corner with her right hand, gently pulled it down, and then let go.

Today was her birthday, and at least tonight, she wanted to maintain a good mood.

Leng Hongru did not hesitate, and the sword energy condensed on his fingertips was instantly put away.

Ji Fanyin gently raised her eyes, and her eyes fell on Li Mubai, and she could see the lingering shock in his eyes at a glance.

After thinking about it, she tilted her head, pretended to be good, and forced out a smile:

"hey-hey……"

This smile, in Li Mubai's eyes, was automatically interpreted as cold, evil, demonstrative, and contemptuous. His originally pale face couldn't help but sink and turned ashen.

Ji Fanyin was stunned for a moment, scratched the mask on his face with his fingers, and felt surprised: Huh?Could it be that the mask on her face was too scary, greatly reducing her cute, innocent, innocent, and harmless smile? ? ?

Blinking his eyes in disbelief, Ji Fanyin walked leisurely towards the hillside, hoping to clear up the misunderstanding.

"Shh-"

"Shh-"

"Shh-"

The imperial guards all drew their swords, rushed out of the bamboo forest, lined up in three or four rows, and stood on the top of the slope, with the momentum of a desperate fight!

Ji Fanyin was forced to stop and suddenly realized:

"what……"

She understood and immediately raised her little hand: "I..."

"bass--"

"bass--"

The archers stood in unison, raised their bowstrings, and pointed their arrows at her.Leng Hongru's clear black eyes flashed with a trace of sarcasm. Just when he thought Ji Fanyin would teach him a lesson, he saw Ji Fanyin take a step back and put down a jar of her favorite wine that she had been thinking about for two years.

After Ji Fanyin put down the wine jar, she gently turned her slender wrist and made a "please" gesture, turned around, and walked away slowly with slow steps.

Leng Hongru's thin lips pursed lightly, and his cold eyes flickered from the wine jar on the ground. The two of them walked in front of each other, and disappeared through the open gate of the county town.

The thin sweat on Li Mubai's forehead slid down his face. The moment his tense nerves relaxed, he saw the wine jar at the foot of the hillside.

the same moment.

Twenty miles away.

Qixia City should have been bustling with activity, but due to martial law throughout the city, the streets were deserted and not a single festive lantern could be seen.

However, although the court issued a curfew and banned all activities at night, this did not affect Yun Shangduan at all.

Tonight, business is still booming and making money every day.

On the fourth floor, in the golden wing.

Unlike the bustle downstairs, it was quiet and not a sound could be heard.

Shui Qingchen was dressed in a dusty navy blue dress, sitting as straight as a pine tree, quietly sitting at the table, closing his eyes and taking a nap, waiting attentively.

Until someone opened the door and walked in.

The ghost slave walked around the huge golden nanmu screen at the door and said excitedly:

"Loud! That's awesome! The 'lawless' thing that I never dared to think about, his Qi Fei Palace actually, actually, hey! Are you so wild and crazy?! And he was openly chosen at the feet of the emperor, right at the very center of Qixia City The nearby place is incredible, incredible~amazing, I admire it! It’s amazing!”

Shui Qingchen opened his eyes, raised his slender fingers, pressed his forehead, and lowered his long eyelashes to block the emotions in his eyes, and whispered softly:

"What happened?"

(End of this chapter)