Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 57

On the bright yellow brocade robe on the man's body was a dragon embroidered with gold silk, showing the majesty and supremacy of the emperor. He lazily supported his head with one hand and held a cinnabar pen with the other. Those are not memorials, just some insignificant things.

This scene is so familiar, but the difference is that compared to five years ago, this man is more upright now, his handsome face with sharp edges and corners is as perfect as a knife, and under the bridge of his handsome nose is still a thin body that is so sexy that it cannot be increased or decreased. Lips, those long and narrow phoenix eyes became deeper and deeper, making it more difficult to understand...

"Master." Ying's voice sounded in this overly quiet space, but it seemed a bit abrupt: "Miss Shang Mo is back."

The tip of the pen stained with cinnabar suddenly stopped, and a bit of dazzling dark red dripped on the neatly written paper, slowly spreading around, and finally turned into a petal with a lingering fragrance.

Ming Qihan narrowed his narrow, long and deep eyes slowly, no one could guess what he was thinking at the moment, that handsome face that was slightly lazy but made people fear for no reason was unfathomable.

Seeing that Ming Qihan didn't speak, Ying knew that he wanted him to continue talking, thinking that he, the leader of the hidden guards, had only one errand in the past few years-to inquire about the whereabouts of a little devil!I feel aggrieved just thinking about it.

Even so, Ying recounted all of Shang Mo's aggressive behavior at the gate of the Shang mansion today, and at the end, he inevitably said with some disapproval: "Although Miss Shang Mo is not what she used to be, young is still young after all. , acting impulsively in order to show off the moment, without understanding the intricate relationship behind the sect, and underestimating the enemy, it is too naive! Is it because she is afraid that others will not regard her as such? For an obstacle that must be overcome in the future . . . "

Ying couldn't understand Shang Mo's behavior. This is simply an ignorant child who has no brains and can only act on his own will, not enough to accomplish great things!
Ming Qihan put down his pen lightly, and glanced casually at Ying beside him: "Ying, you've talked a lot these past few years."

The lazy and magnetic voice is still enough to make the hearts of women in the world go numb, but Ying's expression changes unconsciously. It's one kind of state to not be angry but powerful, and it's another kind of creepy state to be like a master. : "The subordinate is talking too much."

Ming Qihan raised the corners of his lips slowly, and his gaze swept to the falling flowers outside the window.

As soon as he came back, he used such a bloody method to deal with a woman who was not at all accommodating, and openly and directly challenged Shang Zhantian for three days. Is it too arrogant and childish, or is there another purpose?

This little fox is not a person who would use his brain to do things for a while.

Suddenly, Ming Qihan smiled, and seemed to be in a surprisingly good mood, Xie Mei's eyes shone with anticipation: "This girl is getting smarter..."

Ying was terrified, with dark lines on his face, but he didn't dare to refute his master's words, how shrewd was he, he was so stupid.

The smile on Ming Qihan's lips became more and more intense, the corners of his lips were raised high, and then he stretched lazily, as if he didn't intend to continue watching the memorial: "Look forward to the showdown in three days, this little girl Fox has prepared a good show for us."

"It was a female devil with a pair of blood-red eyes. The nails on her hands were sharper than wolf teeth. On that day, a hurricane blew up in the sky..."

"It is said that the female devil head is an old monster who has lived for more than 100 years. She eats people's hearts to maintain her youthful appearance. No one has seen her real appearance. Anyone who sees her will be heartbroken to death..."

"She has a pair of fangs that can suck human blood..."

The sky was clear and clear, but when we talked about this topic, it felt chilly and windy. The entire training ground was heavily surrounded by Imperial Guards, like an insurmountable wall, isolating the training ground from the outside world. When I got up, the people who had been waiting for today's life-and-death battle for a long time were all stopped outside. Even if they couldn't get in, people still didn't want to leave like this.

The outside of the arena was full of water, and the people were eagerly anticipating good things. When will the female devil with long fangs and more than 100 years of life appear...

In broad daylight, Shang Mo even managed to kill his own sister, and the methods he used were extremely cruel. All kinds of versions spread throughout Dahan in an instant like a typhoon passing through, and it became more and more violent. , was rendered even worse!
Who wouldn't want to see An Dinghou slaying evildoers with his hands?Who wouldn't want to see how frightening the terrifying Hell Yama is?The invincible An Dinghou confronts the unheard-of female Yan Luo. Just thinking about that scene is enough to make people's blood boil!

It's a pity, these guards who trapped them all outside the training ground are really annoying enough!

In the military training ground, martial arts practitioners from various sects and important martial arts have already sat down in the stands. This is a grand event of martial arts, how can we miss it?That little girl dared to challenge the suzerain of the Shang sect, not to mention that he is still the majestic An Dinghou of Dahan, without a hole card, how could their small Shang family rank among the top sects in this world of the weak and the strong? First, as the suzerain of the Shang sect, it is naturally impossible for an unknown figure to disrupt the decades-old pattern of mutual restraint maintained by the major sects. Today, she will never return!
They were also very curious about how capable this young man who was able to let Shang Zhantian do it himself!

On the entire training ground, Shang Zhantian had already arrived early. He was wearing a black battle robe, holding a dragon-wrapped spear, and sat on a chair with a stern face. His face was still resolute and his body was straight, like a towering tower moving mountains.

The sun in the sky had gradually climbed to the top of the head, and seeing that it was approaching noon, Ming Qihan calmly and slowly arrived surrounded by the servants, with a vague smile on his lips, narrow and long His phoenix eyes narrowed meaningfully, and he went straight to sit down on the top chair in the stands, leaning lazily, propping his head on one hand, and said with interest in his voice: "Oh—it seems I'm not late yet."

All the masters present here have been waiting under the scorching sun for a whole morning, and their complexions are getting darker and darker. At this moment, Ming Qihan's comfortable and lazy voice sounds, which is extremely irritating.

"Your majesty is very elegant, and it seems that he is quite interested in this competition." The one who spoke was Qi Shidie, the current most prosperous lord of the Qi sect.

"Naturally, there is a good show that cannot be missed. Didn't Qi Shibo ignore the agreement and trespass on our vast border, and now he still appears in front of my Mingzong to sit comfortably? It seems that the attraction of this decisive battle is really not small, and I am looking forward to it... ..." Ming Qihan curled up his thin lips with a half-smile, and spoke casually in a lazy voice.

(End of this chapter)