Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 181 Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 19
The man's voice was extremely weak, full of exhaustion after strenuous exercise.

Jing Chuantang frowned slightly, and was about to reach out to take off a piece of glazed tile to spy on it. Fang's clothes fluttered on the left side, and a black shadow flashed quickly. The destination of the other party turned out to be the roof of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The man in black is tightly wrapped, with a black face scarf around his face, black clothes and black boots, without any iconic items.

He walked briskly, tiptoed lightly, and landed on the roof steadily.

When he saw a man in red on the roof, the man in black was obviously taken aback and stopped in his tracks.

The two met each other on a narrow road, their eyes met, neither of them spoke, and there was a strange silence in the air for a moment.

Jing Chuantang narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, lazily tied the hip flask around his waist.

"Since your Excellency is here, you might as well leave a comment."

After all, this is the imperial palace of Qianqiu Kingdom, the other party came in as if no one else was there, without disturbing the guards in the palace, it was obvious that his skills were profound.

The man in black had his long hair tied behind him, and after Jing Chuantang had finished speaking, the man rushed towards him.

The corners of Jing Chuantang's mouth curled up, and interest flashed in his eyes:

"Good courage."

With his iconic red dress, it is impossible for the other party not to know his identity. If he knows his identity and dares to fight, it is obviously sure to retreat from his hands.

The two, one black and one red, fought on the roof under the moonlight.

Quan Jiu crossed Erlang's legs, poured himself a pot of fermented fruit, and held the golden bottle in his hand, shaking the wine glass in his hand.

"Are you tired? You're not physically strong enough. To want to serve me with this little physical strength is simply a dream."

A group of noodles were about to cry.

They "serve people with Israel" and don't need strenuous exercise at all. These [-] push-ups directly paralyzed them.

Quan Jiu stretched his waist:
"It's only been half an hour... How about it, you take off your shoes."

The two men on the roof were fighting fiercely. They were caught off guard when they heard a man's cry of pain and pleasure, and the fighting movements were full of pauses.

The two stopped in tacit agreement and stared at the roof under their feet.

"Ahh..."

"No more."

"Your Majesty, it's so itchy..."

Several men cried out together.

The casual smile on the corner of Jing Chuantang's mouth paused for a moment, his always smiling eyes were indifferent and alienated.

The man in black covered his face, but the breath around him also dropped significantly.

Jing Chuantang seemed to understand something: "Are you here for His Majesty?"

Man in black:"………"

Not going to talk.

Jing Chuantang raised his eyebrows: "Since we have the same goal, let's temporarily truce."

He squatted down, reached out to remove a piece of glazed tile, and finally saw the source of the "strange noise" in the house.

The eight men were neatly dressed, they didn't even take off their coats, but they took off their shoes, facing each other two by two, scratching each other's soles.

And this strange voice came out of a group of people from time to time...

As for Quan Jiu, the culprit...

The woman was drinking a small wine, holding a brush and seemed to be painting, without even looking at the group of people.

The evil smile in Jing Chuantang's eyes slowly emerged, and spread to the corners of his mouth unstoppably. He felt very happy for no reason, so he shook his head.

"It's really something she can do..."

He is obviously very serious, but he wants to pour "obscene" dirty water on himself.

Not only that, she is clever and weird, completely different from the rumored image of big breasts and no brains.

The man in black on the other side was also taken aback.

He had envisioned many kinds of eclectic scenes, but he never expected it to be this one.

The woman is wearing layers of red gowns, retro and exquisite embroidered skirts trailing, complicated golden tassel hairpins on top of her head, and long hair hanging down like a waterfall. , Bright as Xia.

The candlelight was flickering, illuminating her deep and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, adding a bit of coldness that could not eat the fireworks in the world.

Discovering Quan Jiu's true face for the first time, the man in black was obviously more shocked than Jing Chuantang.

The two men looked at each other tacitly, and the man in black actually opened his mouth.

"You already knew?"

It was as if a stone had been choked in his throat, he couldn't move up and down, and it was uncomfortable.

Jing Chuantang tried his best to recognize the other party's voice, but the other party deliberately suppressed his voice and couldn't hear the original tone at all.

Jing Chuantang: "Your Majesty will not hide it from me."

Mo Xi, who specially changed his hair color and eye color: "..."

No wonder "Zhu Yan" doesn't pay much attention to him recently, it turns out she has a new love.

Jing Chuantang looked at him frowning, the corners of his eyes raised.

Can't help being so excited?

It seems to be mediocre.

When the two confronted each other, another person came from a distance around.

Xu Zhu hurriedly walked, and his white robe was particularly dazzling in the dark night.

When the two spotted Xu Zhu, the other party obviously spotted them too.

"Who's here?"

He swung the Bright Moon Fan from his left hand and flew directly towards their foreheads.

Jing Chuantang stretched out his emerald flute to hold against the flying fan. The fan hit the flute, made a turn, and flew back to Xu Zhu's hand.

Moxi was displeased: "Another one?"

He just didn't pay attention to "Zhu Yan" for a short time, and the other party actually provoked so many big shots?
National Teacher, Jingchuan Hall...

Xu Zhu stepped forward slowly:

"General Jing, you didn't stay in the general's mansion late at night, and you actually came to be the gentleman on Liang?"

Jing Chuantang untied the jug on his waist, raised his head and took two gulps:

"The national teacher is not staying in the national teacher's mansion, and comes to wander outside His Majesty's bedroom late at night, so why?"

Xu Zhu: "Of course there is business."

Jingchuantang did not lose the wind in the slightest, frankly:

"Coincidentally, I have business with His Majesty."

Mo Xi made sandwich biscuits between the two of them, silently choosing to play dead.

Since "Zhu Yan" didn't cuckold him, there was no need for him to stay.

He turned around and wanted to leave, but Jing Chuantang had expected his movement, and the flute quickly hit Moxi's knee! !

Mo Xi dodged nimbly, but Xu Zhu also came to stop him.

Two men, one on the left and the other on the right, blocked his way.

Jing Chuantang: "I have business matters with Master Guoshi. I don't know why your Excellency is visiting late at night?"

Moxi directly chose to fight.

The three of them fought together in an instant.

Quan Jiu was painting leisurely, but gradually, she realized that something was wrong.

"Ergou, did you hear any strange noises?"

She stopped the vermilion pen.

001: "I heard it."

Quan Jiu was shocked: "Then you won't tell me?"

001: "I still want to see them fight for a while."

Quan Jiu: "???"

"Stop, stop, stop screaming, take off your clothes!"

She gave the order.

Tortured to the point of death, the faces of the dying face beamed with joy!
His Majesty is finally going to "enjoy" them!
A group of people shyly and nervously took off their coats, and when they were about to take off their clothes, Quan Jiu immediately called a stop.

"Okay, that's it."

What you want is the effect of half-revealing and messy clothes.

(End of this chapter)