C23 Lord Sect Leader Look at Me

"High Priestess, today's letters from the various sects are extremely confidential. This subordinate has intercepted a few, and there is no lack of intentions in wanting to clear the Devil Religion."

The stage with the Yellow Dragon and White Tiger carved on it was divided into two sides. Ji Rao sat on the main seat while the left and right protectors stood at the bottom of the steps.

"Pay up?" Ji Rao leaned on the soft seat with one hand on the armrest, his posture was lazy and graceful, and his tone was casual, "The things that I have done with my Devil Religion in recent years have indeed made them vomit blood, but to pay as you say, what a big tone you have." Ji Rao changed the topic, "Is the Martial Union's Alliance Master Assembly about to begin?"

"Yes, Sect Leader."

Soong Qing hesitated a little and said, "Rumor has it that in the past few days, the Flying Flower Building, Liu Tie, has trained the secret technique of Flying Flower to become the champion in the Martial Arts Competition. This subordinate has heard that Yan Tingzhi is a person who hates evil as if they were enemies. This subordinate is worried that he will start with us. "

Speaking of the Flying Flower secret technique, Ji Rao straightened his posture. "My mother taught me the Flying Flower secret technique before, but before I could learn the second half, she …" Wu Tie paused, "The Flying Flower Secret Art cannot be underestimated. In the entire Flying Flower Building, Yan Tingzhi is the second person besides his father to have mastered it. I've never seen such a thing before. " His slender fingers knocked on the armrest, "All these years, I have searched for the Flying Flower Spell many times, but I can't, I'm afraid it is in Yan Tingzhi's hands now …"

"Hierarch," Soong Qing stepped forward. "I am willing to help Hierarch take back the second half of the Flying Flower Spell."

"No," Ji Rao looked at Hei Ling from afar, "You go."

"Sect Leader …"

Ji Rao stretched out his hand to interrupt Soong Qing, "You must be careful when you go there."

Hei Ling knelt down on one knee, "I accept your order."

After Hei Ling left, Soong Qing said in confusion, "Why didn't you let me go? "Hei Ling was reckless and reckless, and would inevitably expose himself."

"What kind of place do you think Flying Flower Building is? Hei Ling's concealment ability is indeed higher than yours. I was afraid that something might have happened to you so I stopped you from going. "

Soong Qing's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He looked up and saw Ji Rao pouring water with his head lowered. The side of his face was white and flawless, looking very pretty.

"I have another task for you."

Three days ago.

Ji Rao was soaking in the bath barrel while the maid massaged him. Amidst the mist, Ji Rao was drowsy.

Suddenly, he smelled the fragrance of flowers. He opened his eyes and found that the maid beside him had already disappeared.

Ji Rao stood up and the water splashed into the tub. He grabbed the robe on the screen and put it on himself.

He walked out barefooted, but suddenly stopped after two steps. Ji Rao's gaze darkened, "Come out."

"Aiya, Sect Leader has discovered me."

Ji Rao's veins were popping on his forehead when he heard that voice.

He turned around and saw a lazy and indolent person sitting on the table. The person was smiling at him gently. In his hand was a familiar peach blossom.

"You sure are brave."

"The wind, the flowers, the snow, and the moon make people brave." Ye Zichen looked at Ji Rao's appearance that he just went out of the shower in a lazy manner without any restraint.

"How did you get in?" Ji Rao didn't look at him anymore. He found a chair to sit on and fixed his clothes.

"My qinggong is good, and my hiding is also good. Your men won't be able to discover me." "The last time I saw you fall off the cliff, it caused this one to have nightmares. I heard that the Sect Leader made a ruckus in the capital, and this one was very happy."

Ji Rao didn't look at him. He lowered his head and wrapped his red thread around his hand bit by bit. The red thread paired with his snow-white skin made people's hearts beat faster.