The Second Generation Elves

chapter 18 the other side

The Desert Yes Black.

A lawless place at the crossroads of the Three Kingdoms.

This is not the territory of any country.

Thick dead air floated on the dark, desolate plains, and often there were rotting corpses that were ignored, or white bones appearing on the plains, and then buried in dust, which was not enough, which won't attract attention at all.

Danger, murder, and death are the main themes here.

Vile fugitive criminals, evil cultivators, and ferocious beasts considered this place a paradise.

In such a dangerous area, there was a huge monster standing in the wilderness.

It was a massive pitch-black castle with a tower, at the top of the castle, there was a blood-red flower ghost, and its petals spread out in all directions, like hundreds of tiny dragon claws rising upwards, like a huge one, release the deep red color of the lamp.

No matter how cruel and evil the existence was, they would stay away upon seeing the flower, because they knew they could not afford it.

The large tower castle beneath the flowers was the headquarters of the transnational large-scale assassin organization, Bi'an Pavilion!

At this moment, a large number of top experts gathered in the castle, and they were all strong people who were immediately summoned from various countries.

The pavilion master, the Ghost King, was dressed in a patterned black robe, with flamboyant red hair falling on his shoulders, his face extremely delicate and graceful, with a sense of contradiction between arrogance and tranquility. He was sitting on the throne, tapping his head on the armrest with his fingers, it was a new head.

"The second time I failed... It's just a normal task. I did not expect our Bi'an Pavilion to fail twice in a row... Even elder Qinglong suffered because of it..." The voice of the ghost king could not hear his emotions, but Ren Everyone knew that there was a volcano that could erupt at any time hidden in these words.

Over 30 heavenly assassins looked at each other, none of them daring to speak.

An assassin whose level was too low was not even qualified to show his face at this meeting, who could attend this meeting were all leading experts whose strength could influence the trends of a small country.

"Pavilion Master." At this moment, an old man with a thin face walked out slowly, "I think the strong man next to Ji Hongxue is unknown of his origin, and his strength has at least reached the spiritual realm. There is absolutely no need for our Bi'an Pavilion to die with such a mysterious strong man. Stop loss is what we have to do."

All of the assassins looked terrified, and the one speaking was elder Xuanwu, one of the elders of the Bi'an Pavilion.His strength had reached the fifth level of the Naling Realm, and he was also the most senior expert in Bi'an.' a Pavilion, a, so his words are very important.

"But ... In that case, it would be difficult for Ji Wuye to explain. He was supported by the royal family of the Tenglong Empire. If we let go of the mission objective, it would have too great an impact on this pavilion." The Ghost King hesitated.

“You don't have to let go of his mission.” At this moment, a soft and sweet voice came.

A glamorous woman wearing tight red clothes all over her body, showing her figure of complete pride, walked forward with light steps, and said with a flirtatious smile, "Let me do this task."

"Old Music, are you sure you will do this task? You know, the opponent's strength hasn't been proven ..." Said the Heaven Ghost King lightly.

Suzaku raised her red lips: "Qinglong is only a monk in the second level of Naling, and I am in the seventh level of Naling, first level and first level... My power may not be a match for that mysterious power, man."

"In addition, aren't we assassins doing too little about jumping battles? Even if I face an enemy stronger than me, I still have a way to deal with it... Beauty is also a deadly weapon, as long as the opponent is male, yes ... "

His voice seemed to have special magical powers, and when the persistent assassins below heard him, they could not help but blush and their hearts beat faster.

The Heavenly Ghost King looked at the confident woman, and finally a smile appeared on his face: "OK! This task will be the responsibility of the older Suzaku!"

"Oh, by the way, you can choose a few more sky level assassins to help you complete the task. You can choose any assassin here," added the Sky Ghost King.

"I hate it. People don't want light bulbs..." Elder Suzaku closed his mouth and smiled flirtatiously.

Some of the assassins looked disappointed.

"Oh, by the way, don't forget to ask the Tenglong royal family to raise the price..." Elder Suzaku winked his peach blossom eyes lightly.

...

King Canglan City.

Jinyang City.

A big city on a fertile plain.

There is a bustling market area in the city, with a variety of large inns, restaurants, shops, theaters, and all the places that should exist in the world It is a huge city that is growing very well.

An Bulang came to Jinyang City and had a good time.

There were many things in Jinyang City that he had never experienced before.

Sing music in the theater, listen to books at the bar, and buy and buy at the market.

Ji Hongxue did not rush into the palace, he only wanted to serve this little ancestor well with all his heart.

After all, it was impossible to stop Ji Wuye's rebellion, all he thought about now was taking all the spirit stones in the palace, and paying An Bulang as a reward. Besides, there really isn't much more to think about.

Right now, he was honestly acting as An Bulang's pocket book.

"Hongxue Sister, I want to eat the legs of Juewei Feitian's pig!"

"OK, buy buy buy!"

"Hongxue Sister, this Thousand Machine Rubik's Cube looks good, and human wisdom is also quite interesting."

"OK, buy buy buy!"

"Hongxue sister, why is a group of women waving at me in Yihong's courtyard? Let's go and see?"

"OK..huh? Out!!"

The spring was right, An Bulang took Ji Hongxue's slender and soft jade hand, and walked around Jinyang City, flying in waves all the way.

The pedestrians on the street all looked sideways at the two of them.

Especially Ji Hongxue who was dressed in red like fire, made her figure graceful and graceful. His skin was like snow, his lips were like cherry blossoms, and Gu Pan's eyes were so bright that some people could not take his eyes off, even Jinyang City, which had a lot of beauty, had a lot of beauty, I've never seen a woman that beautiful.

Therefore, An Bulang also got many envious and jealous gazes along the way.

Of course, he did not care about this, being envied only showed that he was amazing!

Even though he didn't quite understand, what to be envied when walking with the three-point girl.

"Huh? Isn't this the third princess, Ji Hongxue?" In the elegantly decorated second-floor teahouse, a lavishly dressed young man stared at a red-clothed woman on the street outside the window, with a grim expression, what kind of dignity was associating with a young man of unknown origin ?!"

“Hehe, don't worry, Jia Shizi, the third princess will not be happy for a few days.” A middle-aged man in purple clothes across from stroking his teacup and said with a smile, “When the country undergoes a drastic change, the situation will also be in a precarious situation ... At that time, he will remain happy. Doesn't that depend on you? Soon, the woman who ignored you in the beginning will really be your toy ."

Hearing those words, the young man surnamed Jia looked at Ji Hongxue in the street, his eyes flashing, and he slightly nodded: "Then I will wait for a few more days, hehe ... I'm really looking forward to how she begged me in front of me in a few days ..."

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