Xiahou Huan'er scratched her head and searched for his shadow among the publicity posters in the square.
Articles praising him are everywhere, about how wise and powerful he is, how he leads mankind into a new era of science and technology...
Praise him so much that he is the spirit and faith of mankind.
However, after searching for a long time, I only saw words but no photos. Damn it, what’s the mystery?
He and Ao Bing are brothers and sisters. Ao Bing was the most beautiful woman in the imperial capital back then. He should not be ugly.
"Huan'er, what are you looking for?" Dongfang Xing asked with a frown after paying attention to her for a while.
Xiahou Huan'er replied casually: "Looking for Ao Po's photos, it's strange that there are no photos of him." He was puzzled.
Master Xing's face suddenly darkened. Even wearing sunglasses could not block his icy cold glow. He snorted coldly: "Are you interested in him?"
Xiahou Huan'er clearly felt that the temperature around her dropped rapidly by N degrees.
Oops, Mr. Xing is having a taste for it.
She couldn't help but raised her lips and chuckled, teasing him evilly: "Master, the slave family belongs to you both physically and mentally. Are you still afraid that the slave family will fall in love with other men?"
The corner of Mr. Xing's mouth twitched. The show was so good, he might as well become a star.
"Little hooligan." Que cursed, put his palm on her waist and pinched her, warning: "Be more serious."
Xiahou Huan'er blinked and said innocently: "How could I not be serious? Didn't you see that I was devoutly admiring the humanistic atmosphere of mankind?"
Dongfang Xing was silent, saying that he might not be able to compete with her for a long time when it came to bickering.
Xiahou Huan'er snickered to herself, she was most curious about his shriveled look.
She tugged on his sleeve, feeling secretly happy, but said calmly on the surface: "We're done sightseeing here, are we going to the commander-in-chief's residence now?"
Just as Dongfang Xing was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed.
"What's wrong?" Xiahou Huan'er looked at him doubtfully.
"Look behind you." The deep voice revealed a hint of vigilance.
Xiahou Huan'er turned around and saw a group of heavily armed military police walking toward the square, menacingly, as if they were looking for something. People nearby had to give way to them when they saw it.
Their expressions and walking postures are very strange.
"What happened?" Xiahou Huan'er turned around and asked in a lower voice, pretending to be looking at the article display on the window.
"Let's go." Dongfang Xing suddenly took her hand and walked quickly outside the square.
Xiahou Huan'er knew that there must be a reason why he suddenly pulled her away, so she didn't ask and just followed his footsteps quickly.
Suddenly a loud shout came from behind: "Stand still, it's them."
The sound of rapid and chaotic footsteps immediately came from behind them.
Xiahou Huan'er's heart suddenly trembled. Have their identities been discovered? Dongfang Xing's cold voice came to her ears: "Run quickly, don't look."
Dongfang Xing held her hand and ran wildly on the road.
"Don't run. If you run again, we'll shoot." Behind him, footsteps followed him.
It's so sad. They just came to visit the imperial capital, but now they have become prisoners pursued by the military police.
Dongfang Xing picked her up with his hands, and her feet were as fast as flying.
The military police who were in hot pursuit were about to lose the pursuit, so the captain immediately gave the order to fire.
Dongfang Xing seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. Before the bullet could reach him, he had already dodged it, sprinted quickly, and soon threw the group of military policemen far away. He hugged her and quickly ran into a fashion room.
