The Almighty Princess of the Black Emperor

Chapter 142 Anniversary, Yan Liwei (9)——
Among the [-] mountains, a middle-aged man in tattered clothes was very similar to Ji Gong. He also held a broken fan in his hand. He also spoke insanely, talking to himself while walking.

"Oh, it's really annoying. My apprentice has been in Fengxian Castle for 100 years. As a master, I promised him that I will definitely go back when the [-]th anniversary of Fengxian Castle is celebrated. Hey! Now I'm so confused On such a bleak and important day, I... as the master, I should give him a big gift! But... but I really can't think of what to give him!"

He scratched his hair and touched his chin: "What a headache. Me! Besides being handsome, I'm still handsome. I can't give myself to him!"

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he immediately became excited: "Why don't I hand over my new gang to take care of it. Hahahahahahahahahaha This gift is big enough and has enough weight. Then Two dead old men are definitely no match for me."

Thinking about it, Leng Nitian felt complacent for a while, humming a little song, drinking a little wine and continuing to play in this mountain.

"Hey! In a few days, it will be the [-]th anniversary of Fengxian Castle, how about me. Hey, I'll sneak in and have fun first."

As he said that, he threw the broken fan away, and went away with the fan.

Soon his figure disappeared into the thick fog.

Perhaps, the celebration of the [-]th anniversary of Fengxianbao was destined to be a tragedy. With such a group of people, it would be miraculous if there was no tragedy.

Before the celebration started, the entire Fengxian Castle had already been thrown into a frenzy by Leng Nitian.

"It's not good, it's not good, the red cloth I'm going to use to dress up the stage tomorrow is gone."

"Your red cloth is with me, but mine has somehow disappeared!"

"Oh! What are these! How can I have such a thing here."

"The costume I used to perform the show was also gone."

"I have an extra set of women's clothing here, but I don't know where my clothes are."

Seeing a group of people in a hurry, Leng Nitian sat on the roof drinking wine with a wicked smile on his face.

"It's really a bunch of trash, it's useless at all, it's not fun, it's not fun."

He raised his head and looked towards the Palace of Unrequited Love.

"That kid is still fun, I'll go play with him."

If it was normal, Leng Xiaoyao would have sensed the old man's existence long ago, but in order to save Leng Yiyan, he really consumed too much internal energy, and this skill is really not as good as before.

Leng Nitian tiptoed into the Palace of Heartlessness, looking around like a thief.

"Strange, why is there no one here?"

"What do you think I am?"

Leng Yiyan suddenly appeared from behind him.

Leng Nitian was startled, his fan fell to the ground in fright, and he yelled at Leng Yiyan: "Hey! You don't know that people who scare people can scare people to death!"

"If you weren't guilty of being a thief, what are you afraid of?"

Leng Yiyan glanced at him disapprovingly.

She had just finished practicing the secrets of the mysterious attack, and as soon as she walked out, she saw a sneaky guy here.

However, since she was able to enter the Palace of Unrequited Love, she must not be a mortal, so Leng Yiyan was still polite to him before she knew the reality of the other party.

"I said, girl, who are you? Why are you in this Palace of Heartlessness? I think you look quite beautiful. Could it be Xiaoyaoer's little daughter-in-law? This boy, I said, how could he have nothing but that woman? I don't love you anymore! I never thought that after 100 years, he would find such a beautiful little wife. Not bad, not bad, this kid is really promising. I like it!"

(End of this chapter)