Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 691 Ying Chen, Where Are You Taking Me?

Qufu.

The two big characters flying like dragons and phoenixes don't seem to be written by Chang Sheng, but by a man who is proficient in writing, and there is an indescribable feeling between each stroke.

Mo Hejiu looked a little cold, knowing whose hand the word came from.

After a rough calculation, it should be time for the man to come back. After thinking about it, he put away the brocade box, turned around and prepared to leave.

As soon as he turned around, he met someone.

Mo Jijiu raised his eyebrows.

The man was standing not far away. The dark blue long gown was lined with the golden bamboo leaf pattern, and a thin layer of gauze was wrapped around it. When the wind blew, it seemed that the light blue ink was about to melt into it. In this ink color.

Her black hair reached her waist, like fine silk and satin, exuding a faint luster under the faint candle lantern.

But his skin was as white as snow, so pale that it made people feel weird.

The facial features are clear and light, with single eyelids, and a slender and high nose bridge. No matter where you look at it, you seem to be gentle and clean.

However, he has an aura that cannot be ignored, especially when his eyes are on him.

The awe-inspiring killing intent seemed to have torn away his disguise layer by layer, making people think that he was a seducer who came out of the ground, but he was not so gloomy.

This temperament is too detached, standing there, like a painting.

Shen Wansheng.

Qu Changsheng is a person who likes him, but since he observed it for so many days, this person named Shen Wansheng is also very interesting to Qu Changsheng.

It hit me today.

Mo Hejiu frowned imperceptibly, and looked away as if he didn't know him.

And this man took a few steps forward, with a calm expression, he moved his cold eyes away from his face, and when he passed by him, he whispered:
"Are you here to find Changsheng?"

Mo Hejiu suddenly looked at him.

Ying Chen didn't even look at him, his voice was very light:

"Even if we are here as a guest, if we leave directly, it will appear that we are not considerate."

Then he walked to the door and said, "Follow me."

These three words, if not for his good hearing, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hear them.

Mo Hejiu tilted his head, staring at Yingchen's back.

He intuitively felt that this man was dangerous.

But this danger doesn't feel like a cold knife around your neck.

Instead, you are in a mysterious place that you have never set foot on, and in those places that cannot be reached by your eyes, there seem to be pairs of eyes that are stalking, just waiting to tear you to pieces when you are unsuspecting.

The people behind seemed to have not followed up for a long time, Ying Chen looked back and was still standing there, like a pillar.

His sword eyebrows seemed to be wrinkled, and there was some displeasure in his tone:

"Ok?"

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Mo Hejiu swallowed his saliva, his throat rolled over his neck, and he stepped forward to follow.

A few days ago, I watched this mansion from a distance. Although this blessed land is not big, every object in it is extremely thoughtful and exquisite, much better than his Shen family.

It's just that there is a gloomy feeling in this mansion, which makes people feel chills down their spines.

Walking through the corridors, there were not even a few candle lights.

Mo Hejiu followed Yingchen, looking around without squinting or curiously.

It's just that the people in this mansion are too weird, everyone seems to be a well-trained soldier, quiet and silent.

Seeing Yingchen, even the gestures of greeting are very neat.

Looking at the mansion from a distance, it feels the same, but when I experience the support myself, I find that there are more strange feelings in it.

Mo Hejiu frowned, only feeling as if he was going further and further away, further and further away.

Suddenly he stopped and looked around.

This is not the direction to Changsheng's room.

He lowered his voice:
"Where are you taking me?"

(End of this chapter)