Miss Crazy Seven

Chapter 1089 Ancient Killing Game ([-])
"There is a powerful barrier here, be careful."

In the yard, weeds are overgrown, not far away is a huge pond, the water is full of duckweed, green, next to it is a crooked neck tree with a thick trunk, and a hemp rope is hung on it, drifting left and right with the cold wind with.

"It's scary here!"

"There are so many of us." Lou Qingsi patted Situ Qingyin's shoulder and comforted her.

Go straight to the gate of the palace, the gate is slightly open, and dim lights are shot from inside.

The decoration in the palace is also very luxurious, all mahogany furniture, different shapes are very unique.

Situ Qingyin touched the cabinet, trying to find more candle lamps.

"Don't look for it, all the candles are here." A somewhat hoarse male voice suddenly sounded, Situ Qingyin was startled, and quickly withdrew his hand.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, everyone is here for that reward." Another younger voice sounded, and I followed and saw a few figures standing in front of the huge window.

"This ghostly place is so strange," Lou Qingsi whispered, "What game?"

This is, another voice sounded, with strong contempt and disdain, "If you are afraid, get out, don't stay here."

Several people were immediately displeased, and Lou Qingsi was about to teach the owner of the voice a lesson when she realized that she couldn't use magic.

"There are restrictions here, and the magic fighting spirit has been sealed. Now we are all just ordinary people."

"Da da da——" In the quiet and empty palace, a series of low footsteps sounded, and several people moved cautiously towards the window.

"I didn't expect there to be so many people." It was the male voice again, looking through the dim light, and saw a man in his early thirties with his arms folded, looking at them with a half-smile.

The man is quite attractive, with a pair of slender eyes that are full of light.

"Hello!"

Situ Qingyin spoke first, looked at the man and then looked at the few people sitting on the chairs.

One was burly, with a hideous black tattoo on his face, and the other looked sickly, like a weak scholar.

On the side, a man and a woman sat on two side-by-side chairs. The man was dressed in a purple brocade robe, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, with a mask on his face so that he couldn't see his face clearly.

The woman was wearing plain clothes, and looked at them with a meaningful smile on her lips.

Situ Qingyin blinked, and seeing the woman's smile widen, she was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Chang Le, senior brother?"

Su Changle nodded, "Qingyin has good eyesight, so I recognized it so quickly."

"Who can imitate your temperament, thought you tricked us into here and left."

"It seems that you are all acquaintances, so this game will be interesting. Hello, my name is Pan Tao," Pan Tao said, pointing to the burly and fierce man, "He is Sun Zhou."

Pan Tao, flat peach?
What a joy to get this name.

Su Changyu greeted Su Changle first, and then introduced his own people one by one.

"It seems..." Pan Tao squinted his eyes, and his eyes wandered over several people, "Everyone is a big shot, Mr. Zixu, brothers and sisters of the Su family...!"

Young Master Zixu?Situ Qingyin glanced at Lou Qingsi, and then turned his eyes to Su Changle. The women's clothing Changle wore today is not a gentleman.

When his eyes fell on Rong Beilan, he suddenly realized that this young master Xu must be referring to Prince Rong.

(End of this chapter)