Chapter 162 Flower Emperor (Second Update)

Charlie has always disliked to give the initiative to others, because she never does things that can't be controlled by herself.

The night leopard is very strong and powerful, but compared with Yan, it is like the light of fireflies competing with the stars.

"You designed it as soon as you are. What a playboy in the imperial capital. All people have been cheated by you. People in the world look down on you, but if you dare to play tricks, hey hey!" The hurricane is very clear, and Xia Li also understands that there are rules. As long as the night leopard does not violate the agreement or the night leopard does not take the initiative to give up the task, then Xia Li will not You can find someone else.

"Hmm! I really don't understand what a waste is worth your night leopard's hard work." Xia Li couldn't help but be curious and opened the conditions casually, hum! If you guess correctly, it's definitely not their hurricane that pay the bill. Thinking of the past years, Xia Li's face can't help but look ferocious. From the moment he met him six years ago, Xia Li said to himself that he wanted his family to look good.

And this goal could soon be achieved. Xia Li couldn't help staring eagerly at the ring in his hand. What he wanted was inside the ring.

"Then let's say goodbye. We will never see each other again." The hurricane stared at Xia Li with a complicated expression and was speechless for a long time. Finally, he left silently.

This Xiali is a poisonous snake.

"Have you found what I wanted?" After the hurricane left, a dark shadow emerged from the location where the hurricane stayed and said to Shirely indifferently.

"Master...Master..." Xia Li was shocked to look at the charming man in red robe in front of him, and then hurriedly ran down to the seat to the gorgeous man and handed over the ring.

"Very good, you haven't finally forgotten your original." The flower emperor's mind moved, and the things in the ring immediately became clear to his chest, and then nodded to Xia Li, threw the red robe and disappeared into the lobby, leaving only pieces of petals.

Xia Li stared respectfully at the direction of the flower emperor's disappearance. The petals somehow disappeared in front of Xia Li and turned into flowers, which was so powerful.

The Flower Emperor met Xia Li six years ago and worshipped him as his teacher. He changed Xia Li's life and made Xia Li deviate from the path of life.

"I didn't expect that there were two masters hidden in this small place." Hua Huang stood on the top of a tent, looked in the direction of the cold grass, and then turned his eyes to the south ten miles.

"Drive! Hurry up, it's almost there." The horse's hoofs turned over, and an old man with a little camel and several iron slaves of similar or old were locked in a prison car, and were crushed by a team of 300 soldiers. Their destination was Rose Fort.

"Bunuch, say something quickly, fart quickly, don't procrastinate. I really don't understand why you always follow me. What do you want?" Cao Hanshen stared at the bitch who appeared in front of him without blinking, mysterious and powerful. This is his feeling he gave Cao Han deep.

"I don't understand what you're talking about?" The bitch was very slippery and immediately pretended to be crazy.

"Hum!", I ignored the cold grass and deep grass, and then took a rest by myself. Today, I was really too tired. It's not so easy to kill hundreds of people with arrows, so I have to race against time to rest.

"Huh!"

The centurion responsible for escorting the iron slave stopped in front of Rose Fort to report. After a series of tedious handovers, five experienced old blacksmiths were immediately sent to Rose Fort to drive him.

The wheel flipped, and more than 300 people slowly appeared in front of the grass cold. The grass cold was boring and immediately stood on the spot. The energetic old man in the prison car was not a blacksmith who had disappeared for a period of time.

"It's you, blacksmith, why are you here?" Cao Han couldn't help stopping in front of the motorcade and asked the blacksmith.

"It's hard to say. Dare to get out of the way. The captain will not recognize people." The blacksmith couldn't help but feel happy. This kid is not impersonal.

"Little kid, get out!" The centurion rushed to the grass cold with his horse's belly. At the same time, he raised his long whip and waved it to the grass cold. The force was urgent and fierce. If he was hit, he had to lie down for ten days and eight days.

"Bang!"

Cao Han stared deeply at the beautiful man in a red robe in front of him. A gorgeous feeling permeated him. Hua Huang looked at the blacksmith in the prison car and asked, "Why?"

"I like it!" The blacksmith stroked the goat whiskers on his chin and laughed.

"In that case, I'm abrupt. See you tonight."

"It's easy to say." The red robe floated, the sleeves shook, and the centurion's head crossed a beautiful arc and fell to the ground and rolled a few rolls.

"Killing! Killing!" The team immediately became chaotic and roared, and the Rose Castle was full of lights and gathered into the depths of the grass, and a hesitant beast gradually woke up.

Hua Huang stared at the 300 soldiers fearlessly, and the other party was crushed to death by the momentum of the Huahuang and could not move.

Xia Li, who came when he heard the news, saw that it was the Flower Emperor. Without saying a word, he waved his hand and said coldly, "Kill them!"

The soldiers around stared at Xia Li incredulously. These 300 soldiers were their own people at a glance. Many of them had seen them several times, and it was difficult for them to know them several times in a month. On the contrary, Huahuang was not a good citizen at first sight. Killing him was also killing him!

"Kill them!"

Xia Li's words couldn't help but be cold again. After saying that, they arched his hands to the Flower Emperor and left in a hurry. He still had something important to do. He didn't have to worry about the rest. The fate of the 300 people had been decided. They were either killed by the soldiers' sword or shocked to death by the Flower Emperor.

"Kill one by one"

Thinking of Xia Li's horror, the soldiers no longer hesitated and killed Baoze with their swords.

The grass is as deep as a stranger, quietly watching the 300 people die on an disrespectful sentence. The dignity of the strong may be written by blood.

"Linwailin, Shanwai Mountain, I'll wait for you." Huahuang said indifferently to the blacksmith.

"Why..." The blacksmith looked sad and pitiful, and he didn't look like a prisoner at all.

After the 300 robes were killed, the soldiers slowly retreated, leaving only a beach of shocking traces and a prisoner car, plus a cold grass.

"Little guy, why don't you let me out?" The blacksmith muttered discontentedly, and his old withered hands waved from time to time. I really don't understand why the flower emperor looked at the blacksmith so much that he had to see him.

"Yes!", helplessly, sleeping is so eventful, but I can't help but be curious about the gorgeous man. Xia Li actually valued him so much, "Oh, blacksmith, do you know who he is?"

"I don't know."

"I don't know! Then you still saw him..." Cao Han looked at the blacksmith with a defeated face and opened the prison cart feebly.

"Alas~, I always walk around and my bones are scattered." As soon as the blacksmith came out, he moved his muscles and bones and didn't even look at the blood-stained ground.

Other people don't have the blacksmith's egg, their faces are white, they are faintly disgusting, and their feet are weak at any time.

"Are they?"

"I don't know, we have to live in the same car." The blacksmith glanced at them, chose a direction and left. He was familiar with people like him. He was not afraid of strangers, but the blacksmith's ears were not bad. He was indeed a place to build weapons, which was heard by him.

"Brother, is this?" A slightly fearful voice sounded. When Cao Han looked deeply, it was the youngest of them who said it. It seemed that he was in his twenties, ordinary and honest civilian origin.

"Hell!", two words came out coldly, and the grass coldly walked in the other direction while thinking.

Strange! How could there be a similar feeling... At first, Cao Hanshen didn't feel anything surprising about the gorgeous man, but after he left, three vague figures suddenly appeared in his mind, hazy and dreamlike.

But the figure of the enchanting man is very different from the three blurred figures in his mind, but a voice in the depths of his soul is telling him that he is one of them.