Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

Lan'er slyly glanced at Xiling Jinyue's radiant carriage, Xiling Jinyue felt relieved, and said helplessly, "Forget it, you go up together so that you can take care of her."

Lan'er was naturally blunt, hurried forward, and graciously opened the curtain for Xiling Jinyue who was holding Luo Ling, and after Xiling Jinyue went up, he also quickly got in.

The carriages set off slowly one after another. A hundred meters away, Zhang Shaoliang was lying on a thick branch, shaking his head while looking at the binoculars. When Hei Hu saw it, he took the binoculars over. When he saw it, he frowned frowned.

"It's over, it's really hopeless now, I really didn't expect that Lan'er is also from Xiling, and has kept a little tiger by his side for so many days, tsk tsk... My liver hurts just thinking about it!"

Zhang Shaoliang sighed, jumped down from the tree, and said to Heihu: "I'd better advise your young master to go back quickly, it's hopeless, if it falls into the hands of the royal family of Xiling, there are only two fates, the first one is death, The second is tragic death!"

Heihu also jumped down from the tree and returned the binoculars to him, but he shook his head and said, "Don't let the young master know that the young lady is still alive. If he knows, he will definitely try his best to go to see it at any cost." Rescue the lady."

Speaking of this, Heihu raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Shaoliang: "Didn't Brother Shaoliang just say that when you fall into the royal family of Xiling, there is only one way to die, anyway, you are all dead, so from now on, let's treat Miss Luo as dead. "

"What?" Zhang Shaoliang was slightly surprised. He didn't expect Heihu to be so cold-blooded. In fact, he thought there was no hope in his mouth, and he still wanted to think of a way together to see if there was a way, but he just gave up when he saw Heihu. Yes, slightly unhappy.

"If your son fell into the hands of the Xiling royal family, would you still say that?" Zhang Shaoliang looked at him with a complicated expression.

Heihu snorted coldly, turned around and strode away, and said coolly: "With me, Heihu, I will never let that happen."

Looking at the far away figure, Zhang Shaoliang always felt that the person in front of him was very similar to a person he had heard about.

According to legend, beside the emperor, there is a guardian known as the "Dark Guard". He protects the emperor every step of the way. His duty is very simple, that is, to protect the emperor.

In the face of the rest, they look very lightly, lightly, even cold-blooded...

Thinking of this, Zhang Shaoliang faintly felt that something was wrong. Yuwen Haoyu told him that he was an agent sent by the imperial court. Does an agent need such a skilled guard?There is also the old man Cao who has always been self-confident and never clings to the powerful, and he is also respectful to Yuwen Haoyu. He always feels that the identity of the guy who is currently staying in the farmhouse with his mind out of his mind is very suspicious.

When Heihu returned to the farmhouse, he saw Yuwen Haoyu walking out with bloodshot eyes holding his sword. Heihu immediately stepped forward and blocked his way.

"Master, please stay." He nodded slightly and said expressionlessly, "If you want to save Miss Luo, then you don't have to."

Hearing this, Yuwen Haoyu was shocked, his hand holding the sword hilt trembled slightly, he stared straight at Heihu, and his voice was hoarse: "Why? What happened to Linger?"

"My subordinates have already gone to investigate. Miss Luo was seriously injured and died. She was buried in water by Xiling people early in the morning. By the time my subordinates went to salvage the body, it was already too late."