Black-bellied little crazy concubine: Xie Zun, come to the live broadcast!

Chapter 212 To Protect Luo Huoqin
Luo Huoqin directly led the friends out of the place of right and wrong, not noticing the place where the carriage was hidden.

Xiao Luoxuan was sitting in the carriage, his slender figure was sitting very upright, his eyelids were lightly closed, as if he was resting with his eyes closed, and he clasped his hands with well-defined joints.

Sensing the breath of Luo Huoqin's departure, he slowly stroked the space bracelet between his wrists with his fingers, his eyes were deep and deep, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

The guards guarding outside the carriage could feel that the powerful spiritual power that belonged exclusively to the Lord directly enveloped the burning area on that side, making it impossible for anyone to enter or exit.

The guards were a little surprised when they thought about the few people who jumped off the wall and left, and couldn't help wondering what kind of relationship they had with the Venerable Master, so that they could make the Venerable Master take action.

You know, if someone comes here later and feels the spiritual power of the Lord, then the person who comes will definitely think that the person inside has provoked some important person, so he will be burned to death in this way.

This is... His lord is supporting the person who left!

Even if it is revealed that this matter is related to these people, but with this matter in the middle, who would dare to attack them?
The more he thought about it, the more surprised the guard became.

He grew up with the Lord since he was a child, and he has never seen the Lord support anyone...

"Anyao." Xiao Luoxuan's voice without any emotion came from inside the carriage.

The female guard responded immediately: "This subordinate is here."

"Go to Star Academy and protect Luo Huoqin." He ordered lightly.

A look of shock flashed across An Yao's face, and he exchanged a glance with An Feng, seeing the same expression in the other's eyes.

"Subordinates obey."

After saying that, An Yao got up and left immediately.

This is the first time that the lord asked her to protect a person. Hearing that name, she was still a woman. I don't know what the relationship between that person and the lord is...

Anfeng looked at Anyao's leaving figure, and asked in a low voice: "My lord, shall we set off for the imperial capital now?"

Well, if I can come over after class, I'll help you with your medicine.

Luo Huoqin's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

Xiao Luoxuan habitually twirled the bracelet on his wrist, with a cold voice: "Go back first."

An Feng was taken aback: "But..."

"Huh?" The low-pitched cold voice made Anfeng swallow the words in his mouth.

He bowed his head respectfully and said, "This subordinate bought a yard, if the lord does not dislike it, you can..."

"No need." Xiao Luoxuan straightened his back, expressionless, exuding an irresistible majesty.

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Luo Huoqin took her friends and found an inn in the city to sleep, woke up early the next day, and took them back to the academy.

Although their injuries are not serious and they cannot perform physical training, they still need to practice.

Luo Huoqin could tell at a glance that Gong Xiaoyue had wiped off her rouge, raised her brows slightly, and said, "Why is Xiaoyue in the mood to dress herself up today?"

"How is it? Does it look good?" Gong Xiaoyue touched her face, and said intoxicated, "I'm as beautiful as I am, so I should dress up properly."

"..." Luo Huoqin.

Holy crap, Xiaoyue has grown by her side, not only has her abilities improved, but her skin has also thickened a lot.

Dress up and attend: Hahaha, I watch the narcissism of the broadcaster every day, and now the friends of the broadcaster have also learned the tricks of the broadcaster.

If you’re fine, then you’ll be fine: (⊙v⊙) Well, there’s an old saying, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. I feel that my friends are getting closer to the habit of the broadcaster.

　PS: Thank you for the reward of memories, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)