"What's the matter?"

Shen yun'an drags the paper. Ji Rao raises his arm and sees him pick up the paper. Then he stared at the words on the paper for a long time.

Ji Rao took the paper and threw it on the desk. "Don't look, you should not be able to read now."

After a pause, he commented, "like a fool."

Ji Rao yawned. I don't know if his body is getting weaker and weaker. He doesn't sleep enough every day.

He got up from his desk and went to bed.

This time, Shen yun'an didn't follow him. He just stood in front of the desk and seemed to be in a daze.

Ji Rao didn't care about him and turned over to sleep.

Before long, there was a sudden noise outside. Ji Rao's real dream was blurry. He thought he had dreamt something, but he didn't have much reaction. Until someone opened Ji Rao's door.

"Lord witch, Lord witch!"

Ji Rao suddenly opened his eyes, he sat up from the bed, across the bed curtain, vaguely looked at the person standing outside, "what's the matter?"

"Wizard Lord, Qi is coming up with soldiers."

Ji Rao was stunned, "what do you say? "The state of Qi?"

"Yes, they have brought a lot of officers and soldiers. The witch Lord, go and have a look."

Ji Rao held his forehead and came down from the bed. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he heard a familiar and frightening sound outside.

Ji Rao's whole body can't help shivering.

Yan Jun.

It's Yanjun.

At that time, even if there was no time to think, he quickly ran to the door and looked at Shen Yunan, who was still holding the paper in front of the desk. "You are here. Don't go out. If you go out, you will never see me again."

Then he backed out and closed the door.

Panting, he turned around and faced a pair of dark eyes.

Yan Jun was standing in front of him, dressed in a smart suit, a cape, and a self-evident aura. Just when people saw him, they could not help feeling like kneeling down and giving in.

Yan Jun's face was cold and stern, and he looked at the man in front of him with only one inner garment.

It's like

I lost a lot of weight.

It looks empty.

He didn't look good. He was pale.

Yan Jun is followed by countless elite soldiers, just standing there makes people fear.

After those elite soldiers saw Ji Rao's appearance, there was an amazing flash in their eyes.

Once upon a time, they didn't even have the qualification to take a long look at the back of the national master. Now they actually see Ji Rao's face.

Suddenly, it was not difficult for them to understand why his majesty had to take Ji Rao back.

The witch people, the old, the weak, the women and the children are only a few hundred. How can they be the opponents of these tens of thousands of elite soldiers.

When Ji Rao saw Yan Jun, she felt uncomfortable all over.

This may have formed some kind of nerve reflex.

"What are you doing here?"

In fact, Ji Rao originally wanted to ask Yan Jun how to find it.

But that is to find all, and then ask this question seems too silly.

It's not necessary.

Yan Jun stares at Ji Rao tightly. He doesn't want to miss the expression on Ji Rao's face.

"Your Majesty says it's time for you to go back, national master."

Ji Rao's Adam's Apple moved slightly. "If I don't want to go back?"

Yan Jun's eyes sank. "Then I can only let these ten thousand elite soldiers level the whole Wushan mountain."

Jirao's noodle salad came down.

"How can that be?" Elder impatiently jumped out, "everything is Ji Rao's thoughtlessness, how can he bury the whole sorcerer clan alone?"

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like