The invincible wife of Fenglin City

Chapter 353: Guest! (1)
"I think if the news that Suzaku is going is spread, more people will go." Brother Bing thought for a while.

"The important thing is whether the person we are waiting for will go." Xing Jiajia tapped on the table, frowning slightly, "It's been a long time, if the other party intends to embarrass us, he will find a way to make a request. There is no news now. It seems that the other party's purpose is definitely not simple."

"Who are you waiting for?" Twelve Young Master asked curiously.

"I lost a ghost face root, and I want to use the auction in three days to lure thieves." Xing Jiajia answered very simply.

Ghost face root, Lei Gong fire.The purpose of her coming to the underworld is to do these two things. In front of the Twelve Young Master, Xing Jiajia lied so much that her expression didn't change and her heart skipped a beat.

Brother Bing's heart twitched, this Suzaku really cheated people more than she paid for her life, when did she lose her ghost face root, obviously what they are looking for is the person who stole Lei Gonghuo, okay?

Who would have thought that Twelve Young Master's answer shocked them even more, no, it should be said that they were shocked.

Twelve young men showed surprise on their faces: "Ghost face root? We have it in the chief's mansion."

There is no place to find when you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!This is the only thought in Xing Jiajia's mind. After being in the underworld for so long, both treasures are finally found!

The Twelve Young Master looked at the surprise on Xing Jiajia's face, and said first, "If Suzaku wants ghost face root, then I'll give you one."

give away!
The priceless ghost face root, Twelve Young Masters are going to give it to Little Suzaku without even blinking?

Xing Jiajia hesitated for a moment and said, "How much is the ghost face root worth?

"It's worth giving away a ghost face at all. If Suzaku really feels guilty, how about agreeing to one less thing?" The Twelve Young Master thought for a while and said seriously.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Xing Jiajia raised his eyebrows, a little curious in his heart, what kind of conditions will the Twelve Young Masters put forward?
Before the Twelve Young Masters' request was raised, someone suddenly came from outside the hall, with a solemn voice, reaching the ears of several people: "Twelve Young Masters!"

Twelve Young Master's eyes fell on the person who came, and he was stunned for a moment, with mixed emotions flashing in his eyes.After a long time, he said coldly, succinctly: "Say!"

The person who came bowed, did not get up, and remained respectful: "The lord has invited guests."

Lord, please, Suzaku?

Brother Bing's eyes were either shocked or worried, and fell on Xing Jiajia, but he couldn't speak what he wanted to say.Few people have seen the lord, and only at the grand event once in a thousand years, he would stand on a high place and tell the ghost city that the lord exists.Only when someone breaks the rules of the ghost market, will he resolve the matter swiftly and resolutely, and tell everyone in a high-profile manner that every move of the ghost market is under his watchful eye.

The ghost city is his, and he is the lord of the ghost city.

The lord has an invitation in the lord's mansion, and no one can shirk it.

The Twelve Young Master was startled, as if he never expected to hear these words. He looked at Xing Jiajia and smiled suddenly: "Okay. I'll go with her."

The person outside the door was obviously stunned, and then his voice became more trembling and joyful: "Yes! The villain is leading the way for the twelve young masters!"

Xing Jiajia looked at the back of the twelve young men striding forward, and seemed to be a little more eager. He no longer had the laziness and domineering that belonged to him before, and now he seemed to be a completely different person.

The relationship between the Lord and the Twelve Young Masters seems a bit delicate.

Lord's Court

The sound of the teacup being smashed was ear-piercing, and the heavy veil was the woman's nervous breathing, as well as panic: "Nurse, did I hear you right? He's here? Is he really here?"

"Yes." The old nanny's voice was steady, like wine that had been brewed for many years, mellow and warm, "he is here."

With the sound of footsteps passing by on the ground, and the sound of brocade silk scraping the ground repeatedly, the woman became even more nervous: "Why did he come suddenly? He has refused to come to see me for a long time. Speak up, Mammy, you don't know how disappointed I am—"

Nanny's voice was as gentle as ever, and she seemed to be comforting the woman: "Your servant knows that you have worried a lot for him, and he will understand you, after all, you are his—"

"This time, this time—" the woman hesitated, and finally sighed, Yoyo.

Someone outside the door elongated the tone: "The Twelve Young Masters have arrived! The honored guests have arrived—"

When Xing Jiajia approached the Lord's Pavilion, he felt as if he saw the imperial palace of the ancient dynasty, a magnificent palace, 99 jade steps, a huge peacock feather fan when he looked up, a solemn chair made of pure gold, and a gilt escalator going down , extending several feet in front of her.

"Are you Suzaku?" A woman's voice sounded softly from behind the curtain.

Xing Jiajia raised his eyes, never expecting to hear a woman's voice, how could there be a woman's voice in the lord's pavilion?She replied: "Yes."

A woman is born extremely beautiful, or the word beauty cannot describe her. She is different from ordinary women. She has a kind of arrogance to rule the world. What Danfeng hides in her eyes is not the love of a daughter, but the family and the world. The crown on her head is not pearls and jadeite , but the purple gold crown that represents identity.What she was wearing was not a simple skirt, but a fierce cloak, as red as fire, as if she had cut through thorns and thorns and dyed countless blood colors.

If he couldn't guess the identity of this woman, Xing Jiajia would be too blind.She saluted again earnestly: "Lord!"

The lord of the ghost city turned out to be a woman.

The lord is not the father of Twelve Young Masters, but his mother.

"Your honored guest is too polite. You are my son's honored guest, and naturally you are also Ben—the lord's honored guest. Come and sit down." The lord has no pretensions at all, with a gentle smile on his face, as if looking at his son through Xing Jiajia. Instead of sitting on her own golden seat, she chose two chairs in the cabinet and invited her to sit down.

The attendants brought tea and pastries, and Xing Jiajia looked at the lord Yuzun with a slight smile on his face: "I don't know if the lord called Suzaku, but what are your orders?"

The lord was taken aback, and slowly shook his head: "It's not the order, I heard that you lost a ghost face root, and it happens to be in the lord's mansion, and it just makes up for you."

Xing Jiajia's complexion changed, and she hurriedly stood up and declined: "You will not be rewarded for nothing! The lord is kind enough to accept Suzaku, but—"

"What the Twelve Young Master promised you is what the Lord promised you. It's no big deal, the Lord understands his wish in his heart." The Lord smiled slightly, and then said, "You agree to the Lord's request, and you agree to him."

Xing Jiajia didn't know how to answer for a while, but now she understood why the Twelve Young Masters followed her, but refused to enter the Lord's Pavilion to meet her mother.

"I heard that the guards on the second floor of hell are going to hold a ghost pill banquet. You must have provided the ghost pills for the ghost pill banquet." The lord looked into Xing Jiajia's eyes, smiled softly, and nodded, "It is possible to have so many ghost pills. Dan, besides the alchemist, he is not the second choice, and he has alchemy at a young age, which is really good!"

(End of this chapter)