In the bamboo house, the hall is divided into two levels, one up and one up.

Standing below, the bloody package was thrown to the ground, four women in white stood straight, and they all frowned slightly when they saw the bloody bag.

These women were very young, about twenty years old, graceful and graceful, and beautiful. They were all beautiful and beautiful outside. They could all be beautiful and could shock the whole place.

But the beauty of these girls is not as good as the white jade-like woman sitting upright behind the jujube wood table in the upper hall.

The woman was only twenty years old, but she was dignified and had extraordinary temperament. She was dressed in white, with silk like soft clouds, and her skirt was swaying to the ground, spreading and occupying most of the bamboo house, like a fairy stepping on auspicious clouds.

The eyebrows and eyes on the face are picturesque, the cinnabar on the eyebrows are a little bit, the eyes are beautiful, the look is bright, the pink nose is small, like rain and dew, like falling beads, and like jade. A pair of fragrant lips are as red as fire, and the closing makes people think about it.

What made me even more amazing was the extremely white skin that was as white as jade and flawless. Even if there were thousands of beauties in the world, no one could have such a woman's skin. She had just peeled the shell and the egg white was shaking, unable to blow, touch, and eat, and could only watch the drooling feeling.

The beauty of this woman is the ultimate one.

Even Fang Cheng saw that she lowered her eyebrows slightly unconsciously, not wanting to do things seriously, as if she was afraid, and she was afraid that she would be blasphemous.

The woman in the bamboo house did not bring rabbit faces. There was a white jade teapot on the table and a few new willow branches were placed next to it.

Behind the woman, on the wall of the bamboo house, there was a jade flute hanging, a rabbit face, and a jade rabbit waist sign with the word "一" engraved on it.

This is the woman who is the leader of Lingxiuji, known as "Jade Rabbit".

Fang Cheng arrived and threw down the package.

Yutu lowered her eyebrows and looked slightly aloof: "Mr. Fang Cheng, it seems that you have finally made up your mind. I have already said that we are actually the same type of people."

"Okay, you don't have to say that." Fang Cheng frowned and interrupted, "Although the old leader is dead, his confidant will not finish it. If the truth of the matter is found out, not only will I spread rumors, but you Lingxiusi will also be implicated. Now, you must take action to clean up the mess."

"I will definitely not stand by and watch the matter of cleaning up the mess. However, Lord Fang Cheng has forgotten that Lingxiusi has long disappeared! The one sitting in front of you is Fairy Piaomiao on the Lord of Xiaoyao Palace."

"Fairy Piaomiao..." Fang Cheng murmured in a low voice, sneered a little, and glanced at the jade rabbit mask and the first waist sign hanging on the wall. He thought to himself that he was really a little girl with a badass.

The fairy Piaomiao seemed to know what Fang Cheng was thinking, and didn't care. She continued to ask: "How is Mr. Fang Cheng thinking about the Iron Arm Secret joining the Xiaoyao Palace?"

"I still say the same thing. You can join Xiaoyao Palace, but you have to wait until I have fully mastered the Iron Arm Master. If the Lord can help me fulfill this wish, then I will recognize the Lord and Xiaoyao Palace's abilities!"

"Okay!" Fairy Piaomiao shouted, "You and I will make up for it!"

At this moment, a hazy voice suddenly appeared in the void: "Ignorance child, the Twelve Divisions of the Jingmen have been passed down for a hundred years, so how can you talk about it at your fingertips."

The sound is extremely old, terrifyingly low, hazy and not very real.

Fang Cheng was shocked, a little confused, not sure if he had heard it wrong or had hallucinations.

After looking at the four women in the room, they were very calm and seemed to hear nothing.

Just when Fang Zheng thought he had an illusion, Fairy Piaomiao on the stage suddenly spoke: "Have you heard someone talking?"

The four women were a little confused and shook their heads to respond, but Fairy Piaomiao was still confused.

This expression fell into Fang Cheng's eyes, which made Fang Cheng stunned: "Did she hear it too?"

"All those who split the Twelve Divisions will not die well... I... I will clear the door today! Escape... Run..."

This time, the voice became more real, and Fairy Piaomiao's face had changed: "Who is trying? Who is talking?"

"There are all ants under the Grandmaster... Escape... Run... Hahaha..."

The strange words and sharp laughter actually came from Fang Cheng and Fairy Piaomiao!

"Who! Who is it!"

Fairy Piaomiao shouted loudly, her strange behavior made the subordinates in the same room unmistakable.

Listening to the sound, Fang Cheng suddenly understood: "It's that old guy!"

Fairy Piaomiao was stunned when she heard this and looked at Fang Cheng: "Who is it?"

"Old thing, old boss!"

"What?! Didn't you say you've killed him? Isn't this the person who has already brought him up?"

Fang Cheng thought it was right. No matter how powerful the Grandmaster was, he had already cut off half of his head, and he would come back to life no matter what he said, right?

Thinking of this, Fang Xing became sure and quickly picked up the package on the ground.

Fairy Piaomiao also came down from above and walked to Fang Cheng.

Although these two men are both the leader and have great skills, they are not masters. If a master really targets them, no one can sit there with peace of mind.

The key is that the sound that appeared in my mind before was too real and made people feel furious.

Neither of them spoke.

It was not until they saw that the half of the bloody head in the package really existed that the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, I found that one of the eyes of the half-head suddenly opened, red and blood-filled, glaring at Fang Cheng like an evil ghost!

Such a scene would be cheered up even if it was a strong heart. Fang Cheng screamed and threw the head on the ground.

The other four women in the bamboo house also screamed and hid in the corner.

Fairy Piaomiao's face was pale, looking at the half of the human head, while the blood-red eyes were still staring on the ground.

Due to the angle, the head fell to the ground and was not aimed at the two.

But the incident that made the two of them stand up even more happened. The eyes actually moved in their blood-red eyes!

Just a light move, the eyes stared at the two of them again.

"There are all ants under the master! Escape... Run... Even if you seek the ends of the world, I will use your heads to pay tribute to the undead of the Twelve Divisions! Hahaha..."

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

A strong man like Fang Cheng was frightened and sat directly on the ground, staring at that eye in disbelief.

"The old guy is not dead yet! How could he not die yet? I have cut off all his head!"

"There are all ants under the master..." Fairy Piaomiao swallowed with a slut. The fairy-like style was gone, and her pale little face exposed her young character. This little girl who claimed to be a fairy and wanted to start a sect finally felt the pressure from the master at this moment.

"What should I do now? The old guy will seek revenge on us! Isn't your Xiaoyao Palace very powerful? Find a way!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!