Confident men's clothing: the world is crazy

Chapter 132 If you catch up with it, there will be something to eat
"Sister, did she really say that?" Bingyan asked.

Bingling put away the letter written with internal force in her hand.There was no ink stain on the letter, but the handwriting could be clearly seen in the different shades of the letter.

"Yes." Bingling turned around, "Come on!"

"Sect Master."

"Immediately send an order to gather everyone in the ice gate, except for the outer guards, and the rest will be withdrawn from the ice gate."

"Sect master... Wouldn't the ice gate become empty?"

Bingling frowned, "Do as I tell you!"

"As ordered!"

Bing Yan nodded, "My sister must have a reason for doing this. Xiao Xiao and I are going back, and the people in the imperial class are now under the leadership of Feng Yin to subdue the bandits and thieves on the outskirts of the Triangular Region according to my sister's orders. If they also People from the Taoist sect suffer as soon as they encounter them.”

Dongfang Xiaoxiao looked at this young man who was about the same age as him, and the shadow of Su Jian on him became more and more obvious.Wise, alert, calm.Dongfang Xiaoxiao knew that in fact, Bingyan bickered with her on weekdays only because the two of them had the same disease and sympathy for each other. Bingyan deeply knew what it was like to be alone, so he would always accompany Dongfang Xiaoxiao to bicker and relieve her loneliness.

"Xiao Xiao, you have to be careful of Gu Qingjue." Bing Yan warned.

Dongfang Xiaoliu raised her eyebrows, "Hmph! I'm afraid he won't succeed! I've tolerated him for a long time!" If it wasn't for Su Jian, Dongfang Xiaoxiao would have fought Gu Qing for a long time!

Bing Yan caressed his forehead, he was very aware of Dongfang's petite temper, and I'm afraid she and Gu Qingjue would inevitably confront each other.

After Dongfang Xiaoxiao and Bingyan left, Bingling looked at Bingyan's taller and taller back, with deep sighs on his face: Is this the same Young Master Yan who only knew how to hold the young master and cry?

And here, Bing Po is driving the bird of prey to the direction of Sunset City.

Bing Po's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a small black spot suddenly appeared in front of him. When the small black spot got closer and closer, Bing Po finally realized that it was a giant bird. , the long feathers formed a beautiful arc in the air.A few figures stood proudly on the giant bird.

"Master, I found a young man driving a bird of prey flying towards us from behind." A man in a well-dressed man bowed his head respectfully.

The deep black eyes of the man in black didn't even have a ripple, and he looked ahead calmly. "move on."

Bing Po frowned slightly, secretly wondering about the identities of the group in front of him.I'm afraid there are not many people in the whole vast sea who can make such a big deal, right?
Bing Po's lips curved slightly, rushing to the Triangle at this time, hmph, I want to see who you are!Patted the little fox sleeping in his arms, "Little guy, are you hungry?"

The little fox who was sleeping soundly opened his eyes immediately with his glasses shining brightly.I was already hungry after flying for so long.

"As long as you let this guy quickly catch up to the big bird in front, there will be something to eat." Bing Po tempted.But how does that look look like a big bad wolf abducting a little white rabbit?

As soon as the little fox heard it, he immediately regained his energy, and shouted at the prey below him crisply: "Hurry up! Otherwise, I will eat you!"

Sure enough, when the bird of prey was startled, it shook and almost threw Bing Po and the others off.Then he flew forward desperately.

Feeling the whistling wind, Bing Po couldn't help sighing: As expected, there is pressure to be motivated...

"Master, he is here."

As soon as the well-dressed man finished speaking, a voice that was difficult to distinguish between male and female rang out.

"It's a long sky, meeting is fate. Now it's empty in the lower abdomen, I wonder if you can make it easier for me to ask for some dry food to satisfy my hunger." Bing Po's words were cadenced, unhurried, but really like a A scholar who chews on words.

(End of this chapter)