Living With The Emperor: The Agent Queen

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Call people directly, promise life and death? ! (twenty two)

Flying all the way, Dongfang Lixiao and Luo Jifeng arrived near the Tai Hospital soon.

Stopping on a roof, Dongfang Lixiao shrank his body in the shadow of the roof, and carefully looked around the Tai Hospital.

What I saw was a peaceful night, in the hospital, there was no light at all. [

"It seems that there are quite a few people in ambush!"

After only two glances, Dongfang Lixiao coldly curled the corners of his lips.

"Princess Qingyan, whether you want to play this empty plan or not, I will take this medicine tonight!"

The palm holding Luo Jifeng's wrist tightened slightly, and she didn't look sideways at him.

"I'll go there first, and in a while, you take advantage of the chaos to sneak in!"

Slowly loosening his wrist, she didn't leave immediately.

Pursing his lips, he spoke softly again.

"Luo Jifeng, it is my blessing to meet you brothers!"

After all, she dodged directly.

A purple shadow, like an arrow from the string, shot towards the center of the imperial hospital, and went straight to the pharmacy with the words "Baicaotang" hanging in the middle.

Woo!

Accompanied by the sound of a flute, arrows shot out from the surrounding windows like locusts, and surrounded the eastern dawn in the sky.

The bright Arrow Joe made an ear-piercing sound of piercing through the air.

With a false shot with his right hand, Dongfang Lixiao instantly changed from rushing forward to sweeping upwards, changing his direction at an incredible speed.

In fact, it is not difficult for her to stop these arrows with mental power.

However, Dongfang Lixiao knew that Princess Qingyan must also be somewhere in this hospital, eyeing her covetously.

Therefore, at this time, for Dongfang Lixiao, it is the most sensible choice to maintain sufficient mental strength to fight against Princess Qingyan.

Whoosh whoosh!

Swipe! [

Accompanied by a loud sound, all the arrows became empty arrows.

Shooting tinklingly on the bluestone ground, or on the flowers and trees under the corridor, the originally quiet and elegant courtyard suddenly became a mess.