concubine, you cant do

Chapter 292 Arriving in the Southern Kingdom (1)
The surroundings are very quiet, as if playing a silent movie, but at this moment, Frost only hopes that the elder will focus too much on searching outside the window, and not turn back, as long as he doesn't look back...

However, things are not always as you wish.

The elder who stayed behind was the male elder who had a lot of internal strength. The elder turned his head, and under the clear light of the cold moon, he looked at Hanshuang with those sharp eyes, and looked at the pair of eyes that were about to reach out to his waist. Ji Ji's hand, and then shifted his gaze to Frost's hand, with calculations in the cold, the beams of light shining, as if he was thinking about how to split this piece of fat, cut it horizontally, vertically...

The elder didn't even look at the man at the door who was still dressed in Jingwei. There was a slight smile in his eyes. Praying mantises catching cicadas and yellow sparrows behind him are not anyone's patent. He is the great elder of Miaozong. , how could he really be deceived into the game, and can leave quietly in his own eyes, at least here, there are not many, and Frost is already in his hands now, that man, no matter who he is, he Now, dare to move?

But Hanshuang, who was reaching out her hand, was so focused on the pouch that she didn't even realize that she only needed to raise her hand slightly above her head, and she could kill her own head which was not protected at the moment and had no time to protect it.

Or maybe, Frost knew that the killing intent was so obvious that she could feel the old man's hesitation, whether to kill this vigorous young master, or...

However, Frost couldn't care less, she was already betting that Da Changchang would seriously injure her at most, and would not kill her, serious injury or death, compared with that bag, she chose the former.

And the expression of the man at the door remained unchanged, as if Frost's death or immortality had nothing to do with him, his eyes also fell on that bag, what was so important that he would die for it.

In the distance, Leng Yannuo looked at the dark room at that moment, counting a number silently in her heart, then she turned around and walked towards the place opposite to the room in the inn.

Inside the room, the Great Elder raised his hand, his fingertips shrunk slightly, as if hesitating for a moment, then, the movement suddenly aimed at Frost's head, and Ling Lie went straight down...

At the same time, Frost had already reached the pouch.

The eyes of the man at the door have moved away from the bag, looking at the elder's life-threatening hand, his eyes shrank. At this moment, even if he tried to stop it, it was too late, unless time stopped, otherwise...

It's nothing more than a close call.

The wind moved like a shadow, and the surroundings were suddenly quiet, as if they were only waiting for the final moment to pronounce the sentence.

Frost had already closed her eyes, but at the last moment of her life, she seemed to have turned her head to look at the man at the door. She had already tightly squeezed the bag in her hands, and was only waiting for the moment when the elder's palm reached the top of her head, before throwing something to the man. .

She didn't know the man, but right now, she could only trust him.

However, there are still regrets in my heart, some things...

A bloodthirsty gleam appeared in the elder's eyes, because at that moment, he also had greed and abundant spiritual power...

"Crack." There was a soft sound in the dull air, as light and low as soundless, but it suddenly broke the silence.

Frost suddenly lowered her head, staring at the floor that was suddenly cracked under her feet in shock, her body fell suddenly, and the great elder was about to touch the palm on top of Frost's head, and froze in mid-air, stagnant.

At this time, no one noticed that the Great Elder saw the bag being taken away by Frost, and the horror in his eyes was...

The man at the door seemed to have just realized it, with a smile, his body moved quickly, like a stream of clouds and veils, he also jumped into the unknown dark passage with Frost at a speed that ordinary people can't reach.

"Ding." The opening and closing of the floor took only a moment, and the seams were seamless. The Great Elder, who had reacted, looked at the floor. to the floor.

"Boom." The house collapsed, shaking and cracking, but the floor was still stitched together, and then, with a "boom", the whole room was suddenly pierced by strange rocks, dust and rocks flew up, and then bursts of booms came from around.

There was a loud explosion, and the Great Elder floated out with his feet. He saw that he was split into four pieces in an instant, and he was in a mess. He saw Jingwei who was still searching in the yard just now. The light dimmed and dimmed.

Even buried explosives in the ground.

"It would be strange if the thousand-year-old jade could be broken by your palm." In the dark, a sneer sounded from Youyou.

Frost, who fell into the tunnel, only understood for a moment. He was spinning in the air, and in the unknown darkness, he felt unprecedentedly safe. Then he heard the faint sound of an explosion above his head. , without the slightest sound.

"No wonder... the master is really right." In the endless fall of darkness, Hanshuang heard the man's voice above her head, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she didn't intend to speak.

In front, light suddenly appeared, and the purple skirt was faintly seen as far away and near as an untouchable purple cloud.

In the air, Hanshuang spun with the man, and finally landed lightly.

"It turns out that there is a slap in the face, and there are secret passages." As soon as Pu landed on the ground, the man said, and he brushed off his clothes in a very chic way. Violation.

Then, a sword as bright as snow suddenly aimed at the man's neck.

The man raised his head and looked at Leng Yannuo pointing at him with a sword, without any surprise.

At this moment, Frost watched Leng Yannuo put the sword on the man's neck, without any strange expression, just met Leng Yannuo's eyes, and stood behind Leng Yannuo.

And behind Leng Yannuo, there stood a little girl about seven or eight years old with a round face in a pink armor. She was holding a lamp and looking at the three of them curiously.

Obviously, the light seen before Frost came from this lamp. It was still night at this time, and this place was similar to a basement.

"Tell me, who are you?" Leng Yannuo asked, pushing the tip of the sword forward.

The man was not afraid either, he shrugged his shoulders innocently, "I am your man." His words startled everyone to death, but laughed one to death.

Leng Yannuo smiled, "My person?" He raised his eyebrows, "Who is my person?"

"The one who will help you." The man answered with his arms crossed.

"Help me?" Leng Yannuo suddenly sneered, "Help me, you will be haunted, help me, you will see Frost die, help me, will you be indifferent?"

The man choked when he heard the words, and on those soft eyes, a pair of clean eyes rolled for a while, and suddenly smiled, "Isn't that to test you? If you really don't have any skills, why should I help you? You know, To save you, to help you, but this young master made a great sacrifice, if my master hadn't lost the bet to... I wouldn't have..." The man's voice became lower and lower, and he even murmured softly.

master?bet?lost?Leng Yannuo's eyes fell on the man's face, and he suddenly put away his sword, "You go."

(End of this chapter)