The Raiders of Quick Pass

Chapter 431 The Mistress of the Palace Mistress Is a Man 12
Everything is quiet.

Everyone looked at him, unable to recover for a long time.

Qing Wu just froze for a moment, then sat down at his table.

"Brother Su is really good-looking, he's not inferior to me," she stared at his delicate face with a half-smile.

Hearing her shameless words, the boy resisted the urge to roll his eyes, quickly wiped off the water stains and let the young master sit down, then picked up the mask on the ground and handed it to the young master.

Xiao Shuli reached out to take it and put it on again.

Qingwu propped her chin: "I don't know which family in Jianghu Brother Su is?"

Xiao Shuli lowered his eyes: "It's just a son of wandering in the rivers and lakes, living in no fixed place."

"Oh, then are you willing to come to my door? Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."

Xiao Qingwu, who loves beautiful men, said these words, so there is a hidden meaning behind them.The boy lowered his head, hiding the disgust in his eyes.

Xiao Shuli looked up at the person opposite, his thin lips seemed to be thinking.

The man sat in a casual posture, and his every move was casually lazy and free and easy, and there was appreciation for his appearance in his clean and penetrating eyes, but there were no evil thoughts.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a long time, he nodded: "Okay."

The clear and gentle voice came like a breeze and disappeared in the ears.

After that, Xiao Ran was a little confused when the two-person walk suddenly turned into a four-person walk.

She approached her palace lord cautiously, and asked in a low voice: "Palace lord, are you really not planning to go to Xuanni Palace to see that person named Xiao Heli?"

This is the purpose of their trip.

Qingwu rolled up his collar: "I'm not going, isn't there still a martial arts competition in three months? We'll see it then."

She didn't deliberately avoid anyone when she spoke, Xiao Shuli who was walking behind just pursed her lips when she heard it, and there was no change on her face.

When reaching the foot of Wuxia Mountain, Qingwu stopped, turned around and asked the two people behind him a question: "I have such a great reputation as the master of Qizhi Palace, do you really not know me?"

The boy's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "I heard a little bit."

"Oh……"

Facing the calm eyes, the servant lowered his head.For some reason, I feel that all my thoughts are hidden under those eyes, which makes people feel guilty.

Xiao Shuli looked forward, and there was no emotion on his face covered by the mask.

"It's just a rumor, it's not credible," he said.

The voice is flat and unwavering.

"Then you don't believe that?" Qing Wu approached and asked with a smile.

He was slightly stunned by her sudden approach, then took half a step back, lowered his eyes and replied: "Yes, I don't believe it."

Qing Wu said no more, just looked at him with a smile.

A few seconds later, she turned around and walked up the mountain, with a flat tone: "There are many traps on my mountain, follow closely."

……

The news that the Palace Master brought back two men quickly spread throughout the Qizhi Palace.

Everyone was secretly discussing which family the palace lord went to harm again.

It's a pity that one of them couldn't see the whole picture with a mask on, and the other was a servant with a very ordinary appearance. All the sweepers in Wuxiashan looked better than him.

In a quiet courtyard of Qizhi Palace.

Cheng Li was receiving the tea from his subordinates. When he heard the news that Xiao Qingwu had brought back two men, the person receiving the tea paused, and then continued to take the tea as if nothing had happened.

"Understood, go down, don't be found."

"Yes." After the subordinate reported, he quickly hid in the surrounding environment.

After a while, the sound of Sisiqin came from the small courtyard, like flowing water under a small bridge, and jade falling on a plate, the sound entered my ears.

When the song was over, he called people in.

"What is Mr. Cheng's order?"

He smiled slightly, plucking the strings with his fingertips faintly: "I have composed a new piece, I would like to invite the palace master to come and listen to it, thank you."

　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

　　As for adding changes during the holiday, don’t even think about it, it’s impossible (indifferent dog head jpg.)

　　As soon as the holiday is off, the author wants to let himself go.

　　numbers?No, no, no, the wave has to be waved.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)