Chapter 8
This is simply violent!

Both Luo Xingtian and Luo Shijie were going crazy with jealousy.

"Father, I think it's better for us to leave tomorrow, we have to make sure that Luo Qingyao has gone back." Luo Shijie said with a gloomy face.

If Luo Qingyao really went back on the Huo Luanfeng, when he returned to Luo's house, he must find a way to snatch the Huo Luanfeng from Luo Qingyao's hands.

That trash is not worthy of such a cool mount.

Luo Xingtian felt that what Luo Shijie said made sense.

Decided to stay here for one more day.

Seeing that Luo Xingtian agreed, Luo Shijie's eyes lit up immediately, and he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

The smile is a bit obscene.

Last night, the beauty who went to his room was wild enough.

He worked on that beauty almost all night, but he still couldn't get enough of it.

If he can stay here for one more day today, he can still spend a good night with that beauty.

It's beautiful.

……

The sickle-like cold moon hangs in the boundless night sky, faintly exuding a pale cold light.

The imperial capital in the middle of the night is like a huge monster swallowed by darkness, quietly lurking in the night.

Da da da-
A carriage with a simple appearance was driving fast on the empty street, and the sound of horseshoes was very clear in the silent night.

The driver was a young man in a smoky blue suit, a bamboo hat on his head, and a black veil on his face, revealing only a pair of bright and scorching eyes.

The interior of the carriage, which looks simple and ordinary, is decorated quite gorgeously.

The golden silk thread outlines the totem of the phoenix on the inner wall wrapped in silver silk of the carriage, and the incense burner is placed on the fixed small table, and the smoke is curling up.

Still dressed in fiery red, Luo Qingyao's posture was casual, like a boneless half leaning on the backrest, a little bit of laziness appeared in her brows and eyes, enchanting and evil, and her white fingertips revealed a lustrous luster. Pink is happily teasing the little red-striped snake.

A notoriously cold-blooded animal, but in Luo Qingyao's hands, it is outrageously well-behaved, allowing Luo Qingyao to play with it.

The exquisite glazed lamp placed next to the incense burner illuminated the carriage with faint candle light, and Sha'er carefully made tea for Luo Qingyao.

Outside the carriage, several pitch-black figures hid in the darkness, their cold eyes following the fast-moving carriage.

Feeling the faint murderous aura, a bewitching sneer appeared in Luo Qingyao's eyes.

At the same time, a sharp flying knife quickly pierced through the window screen of the car, coming with the momentum of a thunderbolt, and it was about to hit Luo Qingyao!

"Hiss—!" At this moment, the little snake that Luo Qingyao had been playing with suddenly became vigilant, opened its mouth, and spewed out a mouthful of pitch-black venom!

Then it swept out and splashed fiercely on the flying knife, instantly dissolving the flying knife completely.

Mutation, sudden birth.

"Whoa!" Tightening the reins, the young man who drove the carriage stopped the carriage. With sharp eyes, he saw the appearance of twenty or so men in black with strong martial arts skills, all holding sharp blades in their hands.

"There are always some flies that like to come and annoy you." Even when surrounded, Luo Qingyao remained calm, half-lying lazily, revealing her snow-white fragrant shoulders, elegant like a tired cat, not ignoring any changes around her. in the eyes.

"Tsing Yi, quick battle and quick decision." Luo Qingyao said to the young man driving outside the carriage with a layer of frost in her delicate and soft voice.

"Yes." Tsing Yi's icy and thin voice came, drew out the long sword, and rushed out from the spot in a menacing manner!
(End of this chapter)

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