Exorcist Princess

Yi Qingchen's heart moved, and she said to herself: "It seems that Zichen has taken back her things, but what does it mean that she hid these three things? I remember that there are also the spirit-binding gun and the mahogany sword she often uses. Where are those two things?" "Did you find anything else?" Yi Qingchen still didn't give up.The six ghosts shook their heads together: "No more, just these three things." Yi Qingchen's heart skipped a beat: "Could it be that Zichen discovered Bai Zimo's whereabouts and went to fight him? She was afraid that she would miss and be captured. So hide these few things that can't fight first? Ah, although Zichen's kung fu is not inferior to Bai Zimo's, but she has little experience, and Bai Zimo is more cunning than a fox, I'm afraid she is not his opponent!" Thinking of this, Yi Qingchen couldn't sit still any longer, took the six ghosts away, washed up a bit, and walked out.At this time, the sky was approaching noon, and the sun was pale, hanging in the sky feebly.Just like Yi Qingchen's mood at this time.The streets are full of people, the bustle and bustle are still there, and who knows how much blood and rain there is behind this bustling and bustle?Yi Qingchen suddenly felt that things are right and people are wrong.She was walking, and when she passed a tailor shop, she suddenly felt something in her heart: "It's better not to be recognized by me like this." She entered the tailor shop and bought a suit of men's robes.Dressed neatly, like an elegant scholar, he came out with a folding fan in his hand.Unknowingly, she strolled to the gate of Prince Yi's mansion again.From a distance, there was a sound of gongs and drums, as if some happy event was being held.She couldn't help being startled, half covered her face with her fan and walked over.In front of the gate of Prince Yi's Mansion, there were countless officials and guards, surrounded by a large sedan chair with eight carriages.Inside the eight-carried sedan chair, the paper figurine Yi Qingchen was sitting there.The bearers raised the sedan chair with a shout, and two teams of officials held up the big signs of "Quiet" and "Avoidance" to open the way ahead. Amidst the fluttering flags, the guard of honor played drums. forward.Yi Qingchen wondered: "What kind of mystery is this Bai Zimo making?". . . . . . . . . . . . . .My eyes hurt recently, and the doctor doesn't let me watch the computer for a long time, so the update is slower.However, it also gave me time to think, and strive to make this article more exciting.