No one knows why the monsoon smoke should take the red pupil to Zilin, but the red pupil still should co down. Instead, Duanmu Hongru is worried. But on second thought, with the strength of the monsoon smoke, there is no need to make a detour with them. If there is any disadvantage to the red pupil, the monsoon smoke alone is enough to fight against the whole Yanluo hall.
In such a way, Duanmu Hongru was relieved and imdiately asked people to prepare things and set out for the free forest.
But
In the morning of the next day, monsoon smoke looked at hundreds of ghost faces and upright Duanmu Hongru outside the Yanluo hall, and couldn't help laughing.
"What are you doing?"
Duanmu Hongru said seriously: "didn't Ji Chengzhu say he was going to Zilin yesterday? We have all prepared food, water and antidotes at night. You can rest assured that these hundreds of people are elite in Yanluo hall. No matter what kind of danger they encounter in the free forest, they will do their best to protect your safety and the temple Lord's safety. "
"Protect ?" Monsoon smoke slightly pick eyebrows, mouth corners chewing a smile like arc.
Duanmu Hongru hasn't noticed the strange reaction of monsoon smoke. They seriously told them about the danger Yan Luodian had encountered in the search for freedom in the forest before. They looked like an "old driver" all the way, and saw that the monsoon smoke was a little sad.
"You don't have to do much to give the Lord of your temple. What are you doing?" The monsoon smoke waved his hand and took out the one handed sword directly from the space soul jade. In the full view of the public, he held the little red pupil in his arms, stepped on the one handed sword and flew directly into the air.
Outside Yanluo hall, the chin of Duanmu Hongru and his group fell to the ground with a crash.
ng Fusheng is in a hurry. What should he do with the monsoon smoke?
"Your majesty!! I! And ! "
Monsoonal smoke swept ng Fusheng's eyes, and then he said to the dead Duanmu Hongru, "this guy is left to you as a hostage." Finish saying to carry small red pupil to fly to have no trace directly.
ng Fusheng collapsed and sat down on the ground, looking sadly at the far-off monsoon smoke.
Why is he a man?! I'm still not a queen!
Finally, Duanmu Hongru takes a sympathetic look at ng Fusheng from the shock and pats him on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, brother ng. We will treat the hostages well."
ng Fusheng almost had no hair.
You are the hostage. Your family are all hostages!
But
No matter how much sorrow can not change the reality, ng Fusheng can only follow Duanmu Hongru back to the Yanluo hall with a sad face, and people's admiration and surprise for the flying of the monsoon smoke imperial sword are constantly ringing in his ear all the way.
"Brother ng, your Lord, how powerful is she? What's that? Why did it fly? "
"Do you sell that sword in Tianting city? Is it expensive? "
I have seen the ghost people who bought back the strange things from Tianting city. I can't help but start to wonder if I can be so handso one day.
ng Fusheng gave them a sad look, but he didn't have a good airway: "I'm in a bad mood now, don't bother ."
Unfortunately
ng Fusheng's warning has no effect at all. A group of ghost faces have been chattering in his ear. They are all ready. After the red pupil returns, they pack up their bags and prepare to go to Tianting city to clean up the goods.
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