Ten Miles of Peach Blossom Drunk Breeze

Chapter 478 What the hell is this?
No matter how ugly Princess Hongluan's face was, a certain bird spread its wings lightly and landed on Su Wanyue's table, stomping small steps towards the word.

When it saw the word, it was immediately dumbfounded, and screamed, "What the hell is this?"

Who can tell it what those ghost-like symbols are?
Hongluan breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Su Wanyue with a hint of sarcasm hidden in her eyes.

As expected, she guessed correctly, this Su Wanyue was really putting on airs...

Feng Zhuohua's mood suddenly improved a lot, but the officials of Ziyao Kingdom were faintly disappointed.

Could it be that Miss Si wrote really badly just now?
well!This fourth young lady is too impulsive, if she had just written with only one hand instead of trying to write with two hands at the same time, she would not have lost her focus due to distraction.

At this time, on a beam in a dark place in the hall.

"Cough... Madam Master's handwriting is really different..." Hua Luo sorted out her words, carefully looked at the little doll next to her, who had been slumping her face tightly, and groaned in her heart.

Do you think the four great Dharma protectors are suffering?It is obvious that he can enter the palace openly.

But now the lord has changed back to "Yu'er", the lord who has changed back to "Yu'er" naturally dare not throw himself into the trap to go to the fourth lady's side, but the lord is not worried about the fourth lady and the master of the mirror door Together, therefore, their four great protectors can only be forced by their own lord to be gentlemen on the beam.

If someone finds out, their majestic Lord and Guardian of the Nether Palace hide here and eavesdrop, won't they be laughed to death?well!

"Miss Si's handwriting is really good. This word should only exist in the sky. How often do you hear it in the world?" At this time, Yuehua nodded seriously, praising against her will, but her eyes carefully looked at the expression of her lord at this time. expression.

It's no wonder that Yuehua and the others are so cautious. Ming Chuchen's face has become gloomy and terrifying since he saw the master of Jingmen feeding his apprentice pear cake.

"Maybe it's not that simple." Xueyan said with some uncertainty.

Feng Yin didn't speak, and his expression is still a little dazed, as if he never imagined that the young master who looted him and threw him in Fengyuelou to pay off his debts would be a girl.

After thinking about it, Feng Yin started to worry about Feng Zhuohua again, did he misread the murderous look towards her in Zhuo Zhuo's eyes?
if it is real……

Feng Yin's heart sank slightly, if it was true, I'm afraid the Lord would not forgive Zhuo Zhuo lightly, but I hope Zhuo Zhuo will not be stupid, otherwise no one will be able to save her.

"It seems that even if the deity is not here, you are having a good time..." Ming Chuchen snorted coldly, his heart was sour and astringent, and he was almost drowned by vinegar.

Ming Chuchen has lost all of his internal energy now, and with Fenghua Xueyue's skill, he can't hide it from Jing Tianyin. Ming Chuchen and the four protectors naturally understand this, seeing that the ordered cat is around the five of them, keeping an eye on their two ways. The figure will know.

Ming Chuchen's black eyes coldly glanced at the silver robe in the hall. If the murderous aura in his eyes had any substance, he only went towards that silver robe overwhelmingly, and Jing Tianyin only moved towards the silver robe at the beginning. After glancing at it, he frowned and didn't bother him again.

Jing Tianyin seems to be used to someone's murderous intent for the nth time today, as long as someone doesn't jump on this hall to make trouble, and don't mess up the four conference banquets, he will just treat them as if they don't exist, let alone take care of them them.

　I can’t write poems, I can only use ancient poems
　　
　
(End of this chapter)