Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

Ah~~~~!

In the next second, the screams kept ringing

It seemed as if blood gushed out again in the darkness, and the wriggling thing struggled twice before stopping its movement.

Yu Zhongming lowered the curtain, a smile just like Qingming's appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I think it's still useful."

Qingming blinked his eyes, but his smile remained unchanged.

After another quarter of an hour or so, the atmosphere around the bullock cart changed again.

If the feeling just now was gloomy and cold, this time it is as warm as a mother.

The wheels of the bullock cart also began to make the sound of driving on land.

Creak ~ creak ~!

Then stop slowly.

"arrive."

Qingming gently opened the door curtain of the bullock cart, and got out of the cart first.

Yu Zhongming followed closely behind.

A building that looks like a palace in the sky appears in front of you.

Chapter 32 The Reason of the White Fox’s Suit (4000-word chapter)

Magnificent and magnificent.

This is a typical ancient building in Middle-earth, Biwazhue, Feige Liudan.

This kind of atmosphere cannot be learned on the Japanese archipelago, and it has long been abandoned in the Middle-Earth Continent-it is too extravagant and wasteful and lacks connotation.

As for Yu Zhongming, this place is not as artistic as Qingming's small courtyard.

"The nobleman's aesthetics are very unique."

Yu Zhongming said with a smile.

Seimei showed a wry smile for the first time since they met.

It seems that he doesn't like the style of this yard too much.

"Let's go this way."

Seimei led the way, bypassing several corridors that were almost comparable to Kyoto Avenue.

Then came to a luxurious and awe-inspiring palace.

As soon as the two of them arrived at the entrance of the main hall, a charming and intoxicating voice came over.

"Ah! It's Qingming! I didn't expect you to come again today. Come in, come in, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

As he spoke, a gust of fragrant wind blew into his heart. The wind came suddenly, as if it had always existed.

Blowing the two into the hall.

The inside of this bustling hall is extremely simple, except for murals and palace lanterns.

There is only a pure white soft couch placed at the front of the hall.

And the people on the soft couch are the most wonderful.

If it is described in words, Yu Zhongming cannot describe it.

But without saying anything, I always feel that there is an emotion in my heart that cannot be vented.

She is such a beautiful woman.

"Oh~! Oh~! Look~! Besides Kid Seimei, there is another rare visitor."

The woman on the soft couch didn't get up, but spoke in an aria-like voice.

"Gui'an, my lord mother."

Seimei's voice was more serious than usual.

"Gui'an, Your Highness White Fox."

Yu Zhong nodded slightly in salute.

"Kid Qingming is still so boring. Your father, Lord Ampere, was much more interesting than you back then."

The woman on the soft couch pouted, as if she was acting like a baby.

Then her long and narrow fox-like eyes swept over Yu Zhongming, and she also bowed her head in salute: "Your Excellency Yu Zhong, you are safe~! Please sit down."

Following the woman's words, two soft couches surged out of nowhere on the ground.

Crack~!Crack~!

The woman clapped her hands crisply again.

Several beautiful women dressed in splendid attire appeared from behind the scenes, surrounded and snuggled up.