Chi Lifeng slowly opened his mouth in An Jia's silence.
"Then go back."
Anga looked at him.
Eleven also looked at him.
Chi Lifeng stretched out his hand and stroked Yunchi's head, "Chichi, take us to find Shenqi Imperial City."
The medical immortal looked at Yun Chi.
Can she lead them to find the Shenqi Imperial City
Yun nodded later and took out the map. The map slowly unfolded in front of everyone. The mountains and rivers above were green and blue, and in the middle, a faintly luminous road flashed. The map turned automatically, pointing to the front, and there was a castle in the mountains ahead like a lost crown.
"Map!" The medical immortal's eyes brightened.
"Let's go, go to the Imperial City." Yun Chi also said softly.
They left Yecheng and walked quietly.
And ten days after they left, in the tallest and largest building in Central City, a very tall man stretched out his hand, and a strange red bird fell on his hand.
This bird looks like an eagle.
It's just a small figure, and his feathers are red, but his claws are shiny black.
This man is so tall that even his fingers are thicker than ordinary people.
The bird's claws gripped his fingers tightly, and murmured a few times.
The man wore a black suit with soft armour, the sleeves were tightly sealed, his thick eyebrows were splashed openly like ink, the nose was hooked, his lips were slightly thick, and his eyes were extremely sharp, as cold as a knife.
On the bed behind him, a beautiful girl with torn clothes barely covered her body, knelt down and shivered.
Just now, when the man was about to show off his evil desires, the bird flew in, causing him to immediately turn over from her.
The maid felt like she had escaped. But when she thought that he might continue after a while, she felt as cold as falling into the abyss.
The woman who was waiting for the city lord, the one who lived the longest only lived for forty days, and the shortest one, was carried out without life within two days.
The maid didn't know how long she could live, but at the moment when the city lord bullied herself over, she really felt the shadow of death.
But she can't escape.
The city lord stretched out his hand to caress the flaming bird and patted it on the head.
Gu Gu.
The bird called again.
"Have you found your food?" The city lord's voice was unexpectedly nice, magnetic and gentle, and completely incompatible with his burly figure. "In which direction?"
Cuckoo.
"Southeast. Ha ha. Ming'er, there is even your food appearing. You said that you have eaten snake, insect and horse meat all these years. It's not tasteful. Now there is finally your favorite food, so don't hurry up. Go? The delicious food must be fresh."
The city lord said this, patted the bird again, raised his hand, "Go."
The flaming bird flapped its wings and flew out of the window, heading to the southeast, and soon disappeared.
The city lord retracted his gaze, turned slowly, looked at the maid on the bed, and walked towards her.
The maid trembles even harder.
The city lord pinched her chin, raised her face, looked at her appearance, and sighed.
"With so many people from all over the country, can't you still not pick a woman who looks more like her?"
The maid was cold all over, she felt like she was on the verge of discovering some secret, but it was even more terrifying.
She couldn't help it anymore, screamed and slapped his hand and wanted to run outside—
She has to escape.