"Zhang Yuanqing, Zhang Yuanqing~"

The shrill, strange voice continued to call and seduce.

The sound can still seduce Zhang Yuanqing, but he is no longer defenseless.

Not long after, the thick fog around him dissipated, and the dark night sky reappeared. Of course, there were the Palace Master, Princess Yinyao and Xue Qiangwei in red dresses.

"Walk!"

Zhang Yuanqing shouted.

The two of them quickly passed through the Dodder Garden and stopped at a fork in the road.

Zhang Yuanqing said with lingering fear: "Almost died, almost died"

At this time, he found that Princess Yinyao and Palace Master Zhisha were observing the soil on the ground with surprisingly calm faces. The encounter just now seemed to be just an entertainment experience.

"You guys." Zhang Yuanqing said in surprise, "Aren't you too peaceful?"

Princess Yinyao raised the small horn to point at him: "That ancient god of war is very powerful, but as long as he doesn't move, it's fine. As for the call of the dodder flower, it's just a mere inner demon."

"Mere? You are a little Yin corpse who has just been promoted to the sixth level. How can you speak so loudly? Those who don't know think that the old clapper is your apprentice."

"You are calling Master Master again, I want to make a note in my diary, I have learned how to write a diary." Princess Yinyao plausibly put the small speaker in front of him:

"Have you forgotten who made the ghost mirror? I gave up my glory, wealth and status in the early years, and traveled the rivers and lakes. I have already understood my thoughts and cut off my obsessions."

The idea of ??fart is understandable Zhang Yuanqing swears in his heart, I look at your body and you will be so angry that you will die. Last time I touched your bear in the underground palace of Qinfeng Academy, you gave me a big pussy!

He then looked at Palace Mistress Zhisha, who had suffered a catastrophe of extermination, so it stands to reason that he should be haunted by demons.

The master of the killing palace said with a playful smile: "I can hypnotize myself to forget hatred."

I'm the best? ! Zhang Yuanqing couldn't accept it for a while.

Rouji City, Baiyin Building.

In the darkness of night, a ray of green light rushed over quickly, landed on the roof of the building, and turned into a petite teddy dog.

Elder Dog looked around the rooftop deeply, and finally landed on the paper pressed by the stone.

A corner of the paper fluttered in the wind.

Elder Dog raised his paw lightly, the stone rolled away automatically, and the paper flew up by itself, sending it to him.

Looking closely, it was written on the paper:

"I've been targeted, please go to 'Baicaoyuan to Sanwei Bookstore' to get together."

Got it? !

Elder Dog's heart shuddered, and he immediately realized that he had been tricked into diverting the tiger away from the mountain.

But in the next second, the font on the paper caught his attention.

He seemed to examine it several times, found a comparison sample in his long and vague memory, and muttered to himself: "It's Zizhen's handwriting."

After pondering for a moment, the old dog fled away as a green light and flew towards the former residence of the famous big troll in history. JrNovels.com