Chapter 553: The evil emperor or the invisible alien?! (9)
The evil emperor or the invisible stranger?! (9)
Flying all the way back to the river.
Seeing the bonfire swaying in the distance, Xuan Ying leaning against the tree trunk, his face dimming in the light of the fire, he breathed a sigh of relief at dawn in the east.
Walking over quietly, she grabbed the firewood beside the fire and threw a few sticks on top.[
Listening to her voice, Xuan Ying opened his eyes, and when he saw it was her, he closed his eyes again.
In the woods across the river bank, there was a sharp bird call.
Hearing that sound, Dongfang Dawn immediately turned his face to the other side of the river.
That was not the song of birds, but the signal of her previous appointment with Luo Jifeng.
Knowing that Luo Jifeng was right across the river from the river, Dongfang Lixia quietly looked at Xuan Ying's face beside him, and then slowly stood up.
I walked to the river and pretended to wash my hands and face.
Sure enough, not long after, she saw a white shadow flash in the woods opposite, and a ray of light rushed towards her.
Dongfang Lixia quickly reached out and took the object into his hand.
Look carefully by the moonlight.
But it was a piece of white cloth wrapped in stones and thrown over.
On the cloth, there are several lines of black writing.
"Ximen Yehan has left the palace incognito, and he should be arriving in Linjiang Town in the next couple of days.
We have settled down in Linjiang Town, don’t hang up!”
Luo Jifeng's name is written on the signature.
After a few glances, Dongfang Lixia immediately dipped the white cloth into the water.
Seeing that the writing on it was so blurry that she couldn't read even a single word, she released her fingers and let the white cloth go with the water.
Watching the white cloth float away along the current, I stood up straight at dawn in the east.
He raised his face, raised the corners of his lips toward the other party's woods, and nodded.
Count it, is the answer to Luo Jifeng.[
On the other hand, he waved his hand and motioned for him to leave.
Across the small river, Luo Jifeng could only see her face clearly.
Under the moonlight, her face was still vaguely stained with water droplets, and that face was only more beautiful than the rose beside her ear.