Miss Waste Chai is about to turn over: Concubine Phoenix Summoner

Chapter 127
After leaving the small courtyard, Nan Fengqing didn't dare to stop for a moment, but ran for a long distance with a shadowless step in one breath, and then stopped panting.

Finally, she supported a tree on the street, leaning against the tree with a tired face.

Jing Shaokuang's small courtyard is located in a relatively remote barren mountain, while Nan Fengqing ran to the bustling street in one breath.

Since she was using the Shadowless Step along the way, she almost used up all her spiritual power, and now she can only slowly absorb the spiritual energy in the air to recover.

I don't know which city she is in now, but it doesn't look like she is in Kyoto.

Nan Fengqing was about to change her attire and dress up again when she suddenly saw a very familiar person.

Among the crowd, a man dressed in red is enchanting, and his peach blossom eyes are enchanting, standing out from the crowd.

"Third Young Master." Nan Fengqing originally wanted to call him "Third Prince", but because there were so many people on the street, she temporarily changed her name to Young Master.

".Qing'er." Long Zhantian saw her, with a smile on his handsome face, he walked over briskly, and asked with a smile, "Why is Qing'er not in the academy, but came to Wuliu City instead?"

"Wuliu City?" Nan Fengqing felt that the name of the city was a little familiar, but she didn't want to think about it too much, but she believed that if she was with the third prince now, she would be absolutely safe.

"Why did Qing'er come here? And she looks very tired. What's wrong with Qing'er?" Long Muming asked with concern.

"It's more troublesome to talk about me, where is the third prince going?" Nan Fengqing asked.

"This king is planning to go to Mu Dongguo." Long Zhantian's peach blossom eyes were deep and bottomless, with a faint smile shining.

"Then can you take me with you?" Nan Fengqing was very tangled.

She actually wanted to go back to the General's Mansion in Kyoto, but she was worried if Long Zhantian sent someone to send her back. After all, Jing Shaokuang was an eighth-level summoner. He has the ability to steal it from the hands of the royal soldiers, so Nan Fengqing decided to follow Long Zhantian first.

In fact, no matter how courageous Jing Shaokuang was, he would not dare to rob people from the golden armored soldiers of the royal family.

"Qing'er wants to follow me?" Long Zhantian looked at her with a half-smile.

"Mm, can't it be?" Nan Fengqing finally found out, Long Zhantian's mouth was naturally curved upwards slightly, so no matter whether he was happy or angry, he gave people the impression that he was smiling, so Nan Fengqing didn't know it at all. How does Long Zhantian feel?

For example, the current Long Zhantian is smiling slightly, with unfathomable peach blossom eyes.

Nan Fengqing felt a little depressed, did he agree or not?

"Yes, I am very happy to have beautiful women with me." Long Zhantian's peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, "This king can also take Qing'er to visit Mu Dongguo."

"Uh, thank you, Third Prince." Nan Fengqing looked at Long Zhantian's enchanting and peerless face, feeling somewhat conflicted.

The third prince is really a handsome man, but it gives people a dangerous feeling.

"Qing'er, if you want, you can call me Zhantian the king." Long Zhantian was dressed in a red dress like blood, and his skin was as white as jade against the background.

"It's not good for others to hear it." Nan Fengqing smiled awkwardly.

"Then call him Lord Zhan." Long Zhantian no longer forced anything, he said with a smile: "Does Qing'er need to prepare anything before going to Mu Dongguo with this king?"

"No need, Prince Zhan can leave whenever he wants." Nan Fengqing said.

"Let's set off in a while. There will be twenty warriors accompanying me. Qing'er can follow this king with confidence." Long Zhantian smiled enchantingly.

As if to confirm his words, at this time a stern middle-aged man with a steady breath and vigorous steps approached Long Zhantian and Nan Fengqing, and said respectfully, "Third prince, everything is ready."

"Then let's go." Long Zhantian's peach blossom eyes flashed a bit of unclear emotion.

(End of this chapter)