The Raiders of Quick Pass

Chapter 440 The Mistress of the Palace Mistress Is a Man 21
Qingwu glanced at him, squinting his eyes slightly, resisting the urge to hit someone.

She thought, those people in the backyard really should be dealt with.

Although there are people with clean family backgrounds, there are also spies sent by other sects.

In the Jianghu, open and secret fights are endless, and grievances and hatreds are endless. This kind of tactic is very common.

While she was thinking, she walked with her head down, and then someone behind her grabbed her wrist.

She turned her head, her black and white pupils were full of doubts.

Xiao Shuli withdrew his hand indifferently, and reminded in a warm voice: "Palace Master, you have gone the wrong way."

Qingwu blinked her eyes, turned her head, and found that they had reached a fork in the road, and she was about to walk on one of the roads.

Ah... I did go wrong.

Looking at the young man behind her, she pursed her lips: "I can't tell, you are so pious, but you have figured out the route here."

"No..." As soon as he opened his mouth, Xiao Shuli was stunned, then pursed his thin lips, stopping the words he subconsciously wanted to explain.

I'm going to leave anyway, explaining something...isn't important.

Seeing that the person in front had already turned around and walked towards another road, he held on to the secret book in his hand and stepped up to follow.

After sending the person to the gate of the palace, Qingwu stopped in her tracks, with her hands behind her back, the old god was there, and she didn't seem to hold back or give up.

"Okay, I'll take you here."

Xiao Shuli's eyes were light, but there was a hint of strangeness.

"I still have some things in the attic..."

"Oh, I've already sent someone to clean it up. Your boy is waiting for you at the foot of the mountain."

That boy was brought down the mountain by Xiao Ran with his collar, so he should be at the bottom of the mountain by now.

"Oh." The boy lowered his eyelashes, looking cute and a little inexplicably wronged.

He was dressed in white clothes, obviously with a cold and indifferent temperament, but he wore a cat-like mask, like a noble white cat.At this moment, the cat was drooping its ears listlessly, but its tail was wagging again.

Qingwu tilted her head to look at him, thought for a while, then took a step forward and reached out to hug him.

Nothing tender and curled up, just gave him a parting hug like a buddy.

"There will be a period later."

After saying this in his ear, she withdrew.

And when Xiao Shuli was hugged by the other party, feeling the soft body, he froze undetectably.

There was still a vague fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose, which made his mind go blank for a while.There seemed to be something in my heart that was out of control.

The fingertips holding the secret book were a little pale, but his face was expressionless, and he replied softly: "There will be a period later."

This sentence was quite heartless when Qingwu uttered it, as if it was just a polite farewell, but it was serious when he uttered it.

Qingwu said that there was still something to deal with, so he threw away his red sleeves, and returned to the original road with his hands behind his back.

It wasn't until the vivid and coquettish figure in red clothes disappeared that Xiao Shuli looked away, and looked at the ground with lowered eyelids.

After standing for a while, a palace disciple came out from the side.

The other party politely cupped his fists and half-bowed at him: "Master Su, the palace master asked me to take you down the mountain, please follow me."

He nodded.

The young man in white slowly walked down the steps of the palace gate, drifting away from the luxurious Qizhi palace house behind him.

On both sides are rich green hills.Holding a dilapidated ancient book in his arms, he was like a believer returning from visiting the Buddha on the mountain, walking down the steps step by step through the mist in the mountain. From a distance, he looked like a person walking out of a landscape painting.

(End of this chapter)