Zhihan almost fell down, but fortunately a pair of strong arms hugged her waist in time
Huangfu Yichen patted Baihu on the back and said softly: "Xiaohu, don't lose your temper. She is not an ordinary person, but my woman and your mistress. She is qualified to sit here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Hu actually calmed down.
Zhihan frowned depressedly, who is his woman?
"Very good." Huangfu Yichen patted Bai Hu on the head with satisfaction, "Let's set off." [
As if he understood, the white tiger let out a roar, shot out like lightning, and soon disappeared.
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In the dark hall.
A man was sitting on a dragon chair with a black poisonous scorpion in his hand. He stretched out his gauze-wrapped fingers to tease it.
The poisonous scorpion is like a pet in his hand, waving two cute pincers to win the favor of its owner...
"Master, they are heading towards Bingfeng Mountain now. I'm afraid they want to get the Purple Mulan!" Heifeng respectfully told the latest news from his servants.
"Oh, really?" His thin lips pursed slightly, and he continued to tease his pet...
"Master, do we need to do something? They should have guessed the formula of the corpse poison before they went to find Zi Mu Lan." Heifeng continued. He also felt strange, how did these people guess the formula of the corpse poison?
"There is no need to do anything for the time being. Even if they find the purple mulan, they may not be able to get it." He said lightly, and gently placed the scorpion in his hand into a container.
Heifeng thought about it, and it was right. Purple Mulan was not that easy to get. Going to Bingfeng Mountain might lead to a dead end. With her profound strength, how could she withstand the cold?
You are simply looking for death!
"Continue to pay attention to their every move and report to me."
"Yes, Master..."
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On the mountain road, two figures are riding on an unknown white object.
If you look carefully, the white thing turns out to be a white tiger!
Huangfu Yichen's hand was wrapped around Zhihan's waist, his movements were so natural, but Zhihan's face was not so natural.