Chapter 122

The fat man frowned bitterly: "three little, we are not So what? I'm afraid someone will say that we have done harm to the crown prince by taking private revenge. "

"Fatso, have you made a mistake?" Ling Luoyu held back a smile: "the prince got an emergency. It's none of the other people's business to live or die?"

"Shh!" Feng Chenglin lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "the latest news is that the queen has a senior brother named Xi penghe, who is a master level Dan pharmacist He said, the prince is poisoned! Now I'm trying to detoxify it! "

Ling Luoyu sneers, trying to solve her poison, dream!!!

"Hiss!"

All of a sudden, the hair on the ball stood up, and the black eyes were alert.

Feng Chenglin is still talking about something. Ling Luoyu has no time to care. She feels a trace of unusual breath.

She quickly pushed the door out, and she looked at it silently.

Feng Chenglin followed: "what do you see?"

The hall on the first floor of Dingfeng teahouse is a rest place for those peddlers and ordinary people.

Ling Luoyu's eyes fall on the most western corner.

There sat a fat man in a coir raincoat.

The bamboo hat covers the face and can't see the face clearly.

When the consciousness was released, she explored the man all over the body.

In the backpack under his feet, there is a colorful feather.

In the moment of being locked by the divine consciousness, the man trembled and suddenly raised his head to look around.

Unexpectedly, around him appeared xuanhuang and other level experts.

Such a person can crush him with a finger.

It's not suitable to stay here for a long time.

He bent over and grabbed at the knapsack at his feet.

"Whew!"

As the cold light flashed by, a long sword passed through the table top in front of him, inclined into the ground, and nearly stabbed his hand.

Feng Chenglin screamed and crouched: "Damn it! What's the situation? "

At the door, a man in black stood silent and murderous.

At the sight of him, the man jumped up and was shocked: "Mu Zhizhou, how did you find me?"

"Plough Festival, the people you have to wait for will not come! Give me the shenhuang feather! "

Shenhuang feather?!

Ling Luoyu's pupil was shrinking.

It's really no place to look for. It's easy to get it.

The plow section suddenly bent over, grabbed the knapsack on the ground, spun back, smashed the back window, and fled.

"Stop!" The man in black roared to catch up.

Feng Chenglin stepped back: "three little, three little, don't look, go back quickly..."

After two steps, he realized that he was wrong. When he turned his head, he was covered with black lines.

"Oh, no more!"

The colorful feathers in the man's backpack make lingluoyu's heart ripple strangely. She is invisible, chaotic and secluded, and quickly keeps up with her.

They fought and retreated at the same time, causing people around them to scream and avoid.

The capital is an important place. Under the emperor's feet, few people dare to fight in the street like this.

At the same time, many houses and shops around were damaged.

In the crash of the collapse, a carriage in front of the shop door was startled, neighing and galloping out.

"Ah..."

In the carriage, the woman screamed.

"Miss..." Crying, a green maid toddled out.

The carriage lost its mark and went on a rampage.

And behind Mu Zhizhou and plow section step by step, Xuanqi brush the carriage several times.

If they are touched by their mysterious spirit, the people inside will surely die.

In the horizontal side, a purple masked man flies out, spins himself on the horse, and tightens the reins with his arms, and drinks angrily.

"Woo..."

Looking at that figure, Ling Luoyu egg showed his teeth in pain: "second uncle?"

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