In the bamboo house, the hall is divided into two levels, one above and one below.
Fang Cheng stood below, with the bloody package thrown on the ground. Four women in white on both sides stood upright, frowning slightly when they saw the bloody bundle.
These women are very young, no more than 20 years old, slim and beautiful, and all of them are great beauties who can shock anyone outside.
But the beauty of these girls cannot match the beauty of the white jade-like woman sitting behind the jujube wood table in the upper hall of the hall.
This woman was only twenty years old, but her manners were dignified and her bearing was extraordinary. She was dressed in white, as silk as soft clouds, her skirt fluttered to the ground and spread out to occupy most of the bamboo house, like a fairy stepping on auspicious clouds.
The eyebrows on the face are picturesque, with a little cinnabar between the eyebrows. The eyes are smart and shining with hope. The pink nose is small, like rain and dew, like falling beads, like jade. A pair of fragrant lips are as red as fire, which makes people think endlessly when they are closed.
What is even more amazing is her perfect skin that is as white as jade and has no flaws. Even among all the beauties in the world, no one can match this woman's skin, which is as delicate and white as a flawless egg that has just been peeled.
The shell and egg white are shaky and cannot be blown, touched or eaten. All I can do is look at it and make my mouth water.
The beauty of this woman is considered to be the ultimate.
Even Fang Cheng unconsciously lowered his eyebrows when he saw her. He didn't want to get down to business. He seemed a little afraid and was afraid that he might be blasphemous.
The woman in this bamboo house did not wear rabbit noodles. There was a white jade teapot on the table and a few new willow branches next to it.
Behind the woman, on the wall of the bamboo house, hung a jade flute, a rabbit face, and a jade rabbit waist plate with the word "δΈ€" engraved on it.
This is the woman known as "Jade Rabbit", the head of Lingxiu Division.
Fang Cheng arrived and dropped the package.
Jade Rabbit lowered his eyebrows and said with a slight smile: "Master Fang Cheng, it seems that you have finally made up your mind. I have already said that we are all the same kind of people."
"Okay, you don't need to say this." Fang Cheng frowned and interrupted, "Although the old leader is dead, his confidants are not dead yet. If the truth of the matter is found out, not only will I spread rumors, but you, Lingxiu Division, will also
Implicated. Now, you must take action to clean up the mess."
"I will definitely not stand idly by as we clean up the mess. But has Lord Fang Cheng forgotten? Lingxiu Division has long been gone! The person sitting in front of you is Fairy Miao Miao, the master of Xiaoyao Palace."
"Fairy Piaomiao..." Fang Cheng muttered in a low voice, with a slight sneer. He glanced at the Jade Rabbit mask and the first belt hanging on the wall, and thought to himself that she was really a young girl.
Fairy Piao Miao seemed to know what Fang Cheng was thinking and didn't care. She continued to ask: "How has Master Fang Cheng considered the matter of Iron Arm Division joining Xiaoyao Palace?"
"I still say the same thing. It's okay to join Xiaoyao Palace, but I have to wait until I fully master the Iron Arm Division. If the Lord can help me fulfill this wish, then I will recognize the abilities of the Lord and Xiaoyao Palace!"
"Okay!" Fairy Piaomiao scolded, "You and I have an agreement!"
At this moment, a hazy voice suddenly appeared in the void: "Ignorant children, the twelve divisions of the Jingmen have been inherited for hundreds of years, how can I allow you to talk about it on your fingertips?"
The voice was extremely old, terrifyingly deep, hazy and unreal.
Fang Cheng was shocked and a little confused, not sure if he heard it wrong or if he was hallucinating.
After looking at the four women in the room, they were very calm and seemed not to have heard anything.
Just when Fang Zheng thought he was hallucinating, Fairy Piaomiao on the stage suddenly said: "Did you hear anyone speaking?"
The four women were a little confused and shook their heads in response, but Fairy Piaomiao was still confused.
When this expression fell in Fang Cheng's eyes, Fang Cheng was stunned: "Did she also hear it?"
"Everyone who splits the Twelve Divisions will die a good death...I...I will clean up the house today! Run...run..."
This time, the voice sounded more real, and Fairy Piaomiao's face had changed: "Who are you trying? Who is talking?"
"All the masters are ants...run away...run...hahaha..."
The strange voices and sharp laughter actually came from the minds of Fang Cheng and Fairy Piaomiao!
"Who! Who!"
Fairy Piaomiao shouted loudly, and her strange behavior made her subordinates in the same room confused.
Listening to the voice, Fang Cheng suddenly understood: "It's that old guy!"
When Fairy Piaomiao heard this, she was stunned and looked at Fang Cheng: "Who is it?"
"Old thing, old boss!"
"What?! Didn't you say you had killed him? Didn't you say you had already taken his head?"
Fang Cheng was right when he thought about it. No matter how powerful the grandmaster was, if he had cut off half of his head, he would still be alive, right?
After thinking about it, Fang became convinced and quickly picked up the package on the ground again.
Fairy Piaomiao also came down one step from above and walked to Fang Cheng.
Although these two people are both leaders and have good kung fu, they are not masters. If a master is really eyeing them, no one can sit at ease.
The key is that the voice that appeared in my mind before was so real that it made people feel horrified.
Neither of them spoke.
It wasn't until they saw that the half bloody human head in the package actually existed that the two of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, I found that one eye of the half-head suddenly opened, red and bloodshot, and stared at Fang Cheng like an evil ghost!
Such a scene would shake even one's heart. Fang Cheng screamed and dropped the head on the ground.
The other four women in the bamboo house also screamed and hid in the corner.
Fairy Piaomiao's face turned pale as she looked at the half-head, while her blood-red eyes were still staring at the ground.
Because of the angle, the head fell to the ground and was not aimed at the two of them.
But something happened that made their hair stand on end. The eyeballs in those blood-red eyes actually moved!
With just a slight movement, the eye stared at the two of them again.
"All the masters are ants! Run away... run away... Even if you go to the end of the world, I will use your heads to pay tribute to the souls of the twelve divisions! Hahaha..."
"Impossible! This is impossible!"
A strong man like Fang Cheng was so frightened that he sat directly on the ground and stared at that eye in disbelief.
"The old guy is not dead yet! How could he not be dead yet? I have already chopped off everyone's heads!"
"Below the Grand Master, all are ants..." Fairy Piao Miao swallowed her saliva, her fairylike demeanor had long gone, and her pale face revealed her youthful nature. This self-proclaimed fairy wanted to start a sect.
Girl, at this moment, I finally feel the pressure from the master.
"What should we do now? The old guy will seek revenge on us! Isn't your Xiaoyao Palace very powerful? Find a way quickly!" (To be continued)