Chapter 92 Left Qinglong, Right White Tiger

Butler Chen still has a good impression of Huo Mingjue.

Although she was old and couldn't see the little girl's face clearly, it still didn't prevent her from seeing people very accurately.

Looking at people naturally does not refer to simply looking at the face, but the lingering aura around a person.

This little girl does not carry the so-called awe-inspiring righteousness, but she is also clean and pure, even faintly extraordinary.

It's a pity that she is old and has washed her hands long ago, otherwise I really want to tell this little girl's fortune...

Steward Chen sighed with emotion in his heart and said:

"Young people always don't listen to advice, and I, an old woman, don't have the energy to argue."

"Since you want to come, it's okay. Just be careful and don't cross the limit, otherwise your life will be in danger."

Huo Mingjue nodded, and said lightly:
"Don't worry, Butler Chen. I just haven't seen the world and I just want to open my eyes."

Butler Chen smiled and led the way without saying a word.

Yan Xiongzi stretched out his hand and tugged on Huo Mingjue's sleeve, and whispered: "I tell you, you will stand at the door later and you are not allowed to go in."

"Oh, good." Huo Mingjue replied.

Yan Xiongzi doesn't believe that this bad woman will live in peace, she must have bad intentions!
"I'm telling you, my uncle is surrounded by two great protectors. If you break in without thinking, you will die quietly immediately!"

"..." Huo Mingjue: "Really? The two guardians, the green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right?"

A blue dragon on the left, a white tiger on the right, and a two hundred and five in the middle.

Of course, there is still the second half of the sentence, which was hidden by her.

After all, Chen Butler in front of her is old and her eyesight is not working well, so it doesn't mean she is deaf.

Yan Xiong's child immediately started humming.

"What is the green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right? This is called the envoy in white clothes. If you don't have eyes, the white clothes will turn into red clothes! Hehe, are you afraid?"

"Are you a pig? Why do you like humming so much?" Huo Mingjue asked.

Yan Xiong's child: "..."

Fuck his seventh uncle and grandpa, he was telling her about the horror of the Yan family envoy in white, and what she cared about was that he sounded like a pig? !
Yan Xiong was so angry that he almost died on the spot.

A group of people walked to the door, butler Chen smiled and said:
"This girl, remember what the young master just said, you just need to take a look from a distance, it's not good to offend Master Yan, so remember it."

Huo Mingjue nodded, and the next moment, the door opened quietly...

That door is like a slowly unfolding landscape painting.

First, I heard the sound of plucked piano strings inside, and the burning sandalwood was accompanied by wisps of smoke, as if fairy energy was spreading into the world.

Then there were empty scrolls hanging on the white wall.

The door was only half open, and could only accommodate Yan Xiong's child. Fortunately, Huo Mingjue still saw the figure sitting in the wheelchair.

Yan Xiongzi came in, he was still arrogant, but now it was a shivering quail.

"Uncle." He called out very cutely.

Yan Xiao, who was sitting in a wheelchair, turned sideways slightly, stretched out his hand and said, "Come."

Huo Mingjue's gaze did not stay on Yan Xiao's body, but on his wrist.

As expected, the red rope wrapped around his hand was particularly eye-catching. The jade pendant on it fell down with the movement, reflecting a warm luster in the light.

Not sure if it was an illusion, Huo Mingjue felt that his jade pendant was getting slightly warm.

She subconsciously took a step forward.

(End of this chapter)

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