Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Zhuge Canglan looked over there, it was so quiet that not even a bird flew up, the air was so quiet that it seemed to be half stagnant, and the leaves on the trees were completely motionless, this kind of half silence of stagnant water is the most terrifying.

The eve of the storm is always quiet, because it is brewing a massive attack.

"Let me tell you, I think this time we might be invited to drink tea by Guanshan Wanli." Zhuge Canglan raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat off his face, not sure if he was talking to himself or to Han Weiyang.

Han Weiyang laughed out loud: "Drinking tea? You... have no confidence in yourself this time? This is not like you! And... I found that you seem to be a lot more funny!"

Han Weiyang felt that Zhuge Canglan had changed a little compared to the first time they met in Kongxiang City, this time she was more like a person, a living person than at that time.

Zhuge Canglan glanced at him: "Funny? Your eyes are crooked..."

"I..." Han Weiyang -_-!

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Neither of them knew that their every move, every word and deed was being watched and listened to at the moment.

It was all reflected on a huge copper wall, as if playing a "3D blockbuster with ancient costume martial arts action special effects".

On the left and right sides in front of the copper wall stood about five or six fully armed generals in battle armor.

In front of the copper wall sat a man with his back. The man in plain brocade clothes couldn't be seen because his back was facing him.

But after hearing what Zhuge Canglan said, he stood up and laughed loudly: "I want to drink tea, okay, go and prepare the good Lu'an melon slices, I'm waiting here, and you invite them 'haosheng' to come here Let's drink tea."

The man's voice was resounding, very magnetic, and it made people feel like they were cleared of the clouds and mist.

But...he bit the word 'good life' very hard, with no deep meaning. . . . .

Although his back was still facing away, when he stood up, he realized that he was tall and slender, with jet-black hair coiled on top of his head and wearing an exquisite mutton fat jade crown.

One of the generals on the left said worriedly: "Marshal, I'm afraid these two people are not so easy to deal with. The young master's cavalry basically lost without a fight, and the flying dragon array didn't last too long. The next... Don't worry, just in case..."

The man in brocade clothes who was called Marshal scolded: "What are you worried about, you think those ten thousand ambush soldiers were raised by eating grass, but..."

The voice changed and he laughed again: "It is the person who ran out from the forbidden area of ​​the royal family in the past. Indeed, even the flying dragon array rushed out a few times, and it deserves to drink my handsome tea."

He glanced at the generals on both sides, and suddenly asked, "How do you feel when you see them?"

There was a young teenager who laughed: "That little girl looks pretty good! She has been raised for two years and is just right to be a daughter-in-law."

Marshal Jinyi's voice cooled down: "It's just that he looks good?"

"Of course, the skill is even stronger. Didn't everyone say that the person who took the Tianqiong Sword from the Luofu Cave was not an ugly monster? Only a real person knows how beautiful it is, and the rumors are really unbelievable."

"..."

In the distance, Zhuge Canglan sneezed violently, feeling a chill behind her back, as if a pair of eyes were staring at her behind.

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(Eight)