"Isn't this little girl a ghost?!" Handlebar shook his head, muttered and walked out of the car. He was stunned as soon as he came out!
On the top of a big tree not far away, there was a person standing fluttering, wearing a flying purple robe, and a ghostly mask covering his appearance.
This man had been standing on this tree for who knows how long, looking as graceful as a fairy.
The man was looking down at him.
This person obviously didn't do anything, but this handlebar gesture made everyone shiver!
"What is the eighth rule of the Hall of Ecstasy?" The purple-robed man suddenly spoke lazily, his voice as sweet as flowing water.
Handlebar's face changed slightly, and he looked at the man in surprise: "You...why do you ask this?"
The man in purple robe didn't answer, just looked at him.
Under the baptism of his gaze, Handlebar Style felt as if his whole body was being immersed in ice water, and his heart was beating as if it was about to jump out of his chest, but he still didn't want to answer and held his neck tightly without speaking.
The purple-robed man seemed to smile, and then slowly recited the eighth rule of the Hall of Ecstasy: "Without the guest's permission, the guest's secrets cannot be revealed at any time, and the guest must not be criticized. Violators will have their tongue cut out and be punished with three years' salary..."
The handlebar expression changed!
He didn't seem to expect that the person in front of him actually knew the rules of the Hall of Ecstasy. He was so frightened that he took two steps back and almost fell off the car: "You... how did you know..."
The man in purple robe interrupted him: "Are you going to do it yourself? Or will someone else do it for you?"
The handlebar trembled, and suddenly a whip hit the horse's butt!
The horse roared loudly, pulling the carriage and galloping away.
The purple-robed man did not pursue him, nor did he move his feet.
A moment later, there was a loud bang from the front, followed by a shrill scream, as if some vehicle had hit the mountain wall directly...
The scream only lasted half a sound and then fell silent. It was obvious that the car had crashed and everyone was killed.
The man in purple robe stood there and smiled.
He originally wanted to leave a way for others to survive, but this person is seeking death on his own...
He flicked his fingers, and a ray of light swayed from his fingertips and flew straight into the air.
A moment later, a young girl appeared quickly and saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty."
The man in purple robe said calmly: "Take the car and the driver back to the Hall of Ecstasy, and tell Ah Xi that the Hall of Ecstasy should be reorganized. If anything goes wrong, let her come directly to see me with her head raised!"
The girl agreed and went.
The purple-robed man stood there for a moment. He raised his hand to look at the dark black ring on his finger and blew it carelessly.
Honey, it’s not appropriate for your teleportation technique to be known to too many people now, otherwise you’ll be in big trouble. For your sake, I personally take action to deal with the little people, which seems to be a bit priceless...
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Wearing a floral silk robe, a member's hat on his head, his body turned into a fat ball, and two mustaches on his face, he looked very energetic.
This is Gu Xijiu's current outfit.
She was currently nestled in a carriage painted with an eagle, lying comfortably in it and taking a deep sleep.
This car is the best and fastest car in the inn. Although it is not as gorgeous and domineering as those of the princes and nobles, its speed is not inferior at all. It is not a problem to run two thousand miles in a day.
Of course, the price of this car is also very expensive. It costs a thousand taels of silver to hire for a day, and the driver also has to pay for food and drinks.
A small snoring sound came from the carriage, and the coachman driving outside couldn't help but shake his head.
Today they all received an order from above, saying they should pay attention to a short man.
(End of chapter)