Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

The shadow on the wall said: "I don't know, I'm only in charge of guarding the 'dead building' on the second floor, you'll only know when you go in... Girl, hurry up, don't hesitate, it's late, you won't be able to get in even if you want to!"

Zhuge Canglan sighed, looked back at the dark second floor, turned around and stepped up the steps made of earth bricks.

The road ahead was still dark, and Zhuge Canglan's steps became heavier step by step. When she counted to thirty floors, she finally reached the last floor. She closed her eyes and jumped forward.

Zhuge Canglan felt as if he was spinning in a tunnel, dizzy and tinnitus, and finally waited until the wind stopped and the dizziness gradually dissipated, Zhuge Canglan opened his eyes.

Zhuge Canglan's eyes ached from the bright sunlight, she quickly covered them with her sleeves, and after a while she finally got used to it before putting down her sleeves to observe the situation.

Looking around, Zhuge Canglan found that he was actually standing on a bustling street, more precisely on a street next to a lake.

There are smoked willows and painted bridges by the lake, pedestrians come and go, boating in the lake with water chestnut songs, and melodious singing of lotus picking girls...

Take a breath of air, full of the fragrance of lotus.

This place is a bustling place, very much like Jiangnan.

Zhuge Canglan raised the corners of his lips slightly, if possible, I really want to take Wusheng to such a place to have a look, let him see that there are better places besides Wusheng, he will definitely like it.

Just as he was thinking of a carriage stopping in front, the driver was a handsome young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, his eyes were like stars, he was dressed in black, and he had a free and easy air about him.

He looked at the scenery happily, and laughed loudly: "Master, you see we have arrived in the south of the Yangtze River. Is this your hometown? It's so beautiful, Master, we will live here and never leave!"

Speaking of helping a young woman wrapped in a fox fur cloak from the car, Zhuge Canglan looked over curiously, and was slightly surprised when he saw the woman's appearance.

After seeing her, Zhuge Canglan's first impression was only two words - thin and white.

The woman was about 23 or [-] years old, her complexion was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and she was extremely thin, with a pointed chin, protruding cheekbones, and only a pair of eyes that stood out on her face, and she was also extremely beautiful.

However, there was a lifeless look in those beautiful eyes, one could tell at a glance that he was a terminally ill and dying person.

This is a midsummer season, everyone else is wearing cool summer clothes, but she is the only one who is still wrapped in a thick fur.

If she were to be abandoned, it would be a very beautiful woman with an elegant and aloof arrogance, but when she looked at the young man, her stagnant eyes were filled with a tenderness that was too thick to melt away.

She raised her hand to smooth the boy's wind-blown hair, and asked softly, "Ah Zhao, do you like this?"

The boy nodded vigorously: "Well, I like it, I like what Master likes!"

"Okay, then we will stay..."

The woman's lips that melted into one color evoked a smile, and two small dimples were exposed around her mouth, taking advantage of the a little anger on that sickly face.

Seeing the smile on her face, the boy's eyes lit up immediately, "Master, you look so pretty when you smile. I like seeing Master smile the most..."

The woman tapped the boy's forehead lightly: "Little boy, don't stop talking nonsense..."

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