Chang Ling peeked in from outside the carriage, looked at her and said, "Fourth girl, go down quickly, the master is waiting outside!"
” She looked over and saw that the mat where the door had been held was empty, and the people had already dismounted.
Cheering up, she stretched out her hand and asked Changling to help her get out of the carriage.
Outside the carriage, it's freezing!
His feet hit the ground, and in an instant, he was blinded by the scene in front of him.
The peach blossoms blooming all over the mountains stretch for thousands of miles, and the hidden path is paved with falling peach blossoms, stretching into the deep peach forest, and there is no end in sight, only the infinite scene.
The man was dressed in a black robe as heavy as ink, standing tall on the peach blossom road.
There were one or two peach blossoms dyed on the tips of her shoulders, she had never seen it, this man who was called the decisive ghost king by the world, could be so shocking to the world, and the wind couldn't bear to be alarmed.
He was covered in depression, and the cold city came.
She stood still on the spot, not understanding why Chongmen Jue came here, without thinking, the peach forest paved with the mountains suddenly floated five figures, are five beautiful as a fairy, four people tender yellow forging clothes flying around one of the pink women, toes lightly touched the peach blossoms, the pockets floated, and the style came.
When he arrived in front of the heavy gate, he knelt respectfully on the ground, and his voice was neat and did not dare to overstep the slightest: "My subordinates meet the master!"
” "That's it."
Chongmen's words were simple, and the five people stood up, among them, the woman in pink had extremely beautiful eyebrows, peach blossoms, and people were better than flowers.
The voice is even more like a heavenly sound: "When the master comes, why don't you let people notify your subordinates in advance, so that your subordinates can go down the mountain to greet you?"
” It was really inappropriate for them to let Shigemen go up the mountain and wait by themselves.
Shikamen never speaks.
The man stood in front of the woman with this beautiful face, and the black figure was eclipsed by the women.
Chang Ling helped Chongmen Huan to come forward, and as soon as he walked behind Chongmenjue, he shouted vigilantly: "Who?
” As soon as the words fell, the figure had already jumped up quickly.
Stretching out and jumping towards the peach grove behind him.
The other four women in bright yellow dresses also chased after them almost instantly, and Chongmen Huan turned his head and saw that the wind suddenly died down in the peach forest not far behind him, and the figure swayed.
In an instant, there were wails.
In the air, with the drizzle that flew in, Chongmen Huan could see that the air was full of blood.
It seems that there is a strong smell of blood in the rain that hits the face.
She stood there, looking at the black figure that appeared faintly from the peach forest, it seemed that there were quite a few people, and it seemed that the assassination was coming.
However, the martial arts of Chang Ling and the four maids were really remarkable, and in less than a cup of tea, the peach forest had already regained its calm.
The five people led by Chang Ling returned from the peach forest, with some blood on the hem of their clothes.
Chang Ling unfolded the thing wrapped in a piece of cloth in his hand, and unfolded it on the palm of his hand, which was a bloody piece of flesh.
Chongmen Huan glanced at it, and on the flesh, he smelled a lifelike blood-colored plum blossom.
It should be a status symbol.
Printed with the mark of blood plum, this organization, Chongmen Huan has never heard of it.
Inexplicably, she remembered someone.
The first son in the world, Mei Thirteen!
There are plums.
Of course, a plum character alone doesn't seem to mean anything!