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Chapter 97 Meeting with the Son of Hunter

Song Zhi's eyes quietly opened a crack...

After glanced at the fact that there was no Zhu Wushi in the room, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Why did you leave without saying a word?"

Song Zhi was a little confused. He was going to pretend to be immersed in practicing martial arts, and then he could find a way to slip away without knowing it.

As a result, Zhu Wushi escaped first?

What did he do?

Song Zhi could not guess where Zhu Wushi was going for a while, but fortunately, no one would stop him from going out openly.

Holding up on the ground, Song Zhi calmly moved his muscles and bones first. Zhu Wushi was not by his side and he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Then he took out something from the storage space.

This is a sword with an exaggerated shape. The body of the sword is not flat but winding like a snake. There are several gems of strange shapes embedded on it.

Rather than being a killer, it is more like a craft.

Because the sword given to him by the sect leader shattered when fighting against the old Taoist priest, Jiang Yazhen gave Song Zhi a sword that he was not good at using before leaving, and even if Song Zhi repeatedly "ruled away" it.

"Can this sword be used?" Song Zhi always felt that the sword looked too high-profile and was unwilling to wear it.

But there may be a battle tonight, and I have to sacrifice it.

After wrapping the sword in a cloth bag and carrying it on his back, Song Zhi was about to step out.

"Slow down!"

The voice of the demon fox suddenly rang out, and he asked in a weird tone: "You are going to wear this outfit?"

Song Zhi stopped and did not understand his intention.

"Didn't I wear this all the time?"

The demon fox sighed and said earnestly: "I would like to remind you that the charm must be unexpected to exert power. That person has seen you in outfit today. If you see you again, you will definitely be prepared. How effective will it be... I can't guarantee it."

"hiss!"

Song Zhi felt that what the demon fox said was a little reasonable. If it was so close, the guards would definitely be alert.

No, it's still a little bit more to say whether this is close.

"By the way! It seems that I really have a backup."

Song Zhi returned to the room, a white light flashed on his chest, and a bag was held in his hand. It was the clothes Zhu Wushi bought for him today.

"What kind of clothes will it be?"

Song Zhi was a little curious and expectant. After all, since he left the valley, he had never changed this robe, and it was indeed a bit dirty.

Taking out the clothes from the bag, Song Zhi couldn't help but beating faster.

This is a black gold cloud embroidered brocade dress. The soft and dark fabric feels like putting your hands into the Nanxiang River. It is extremely smooth and can't let go of it. You can feel a heroic spirit before you put it on.

He actually had an impression of this dress. He was attracted by it as soon as he went upstairs. If the price was correct, it would have twenty taels of gold. It was one of the storefronts of the town. Unexpectedly, Zhu Wushi would buy it for him.

The prince...is so rich.

The most important thing is that this brocade dress seems to be tailor-made for yourself and is very tight.

Close the door, and in the dark, he couldn't wait to take off his old clothes and put on the clothes.

Song Zhi twisted his waist branch left and right, very satisfied with the clothes, but suddenly he frowned and finally realized something was wrong.

How did this chest fall?

Soon, his eyes glimpsed at the bag, two strangely shaped things lying quietly.

After taking out the object in the bag, Song Zhi walked out of the door and finally saw the thing in his hand clearly under the light of the inn. These were two arc-shaped gaskets.

"Damn, this...isn't this the legendary breast pad!?"

Song Zhi finally realized that the piece on her body was still women's clothing, no wonder it was placed on the same floor as those clothes.

Looking at the empty space on his chest, Song Zhi fell into silence.

Go back now? Or...

Without thinking for a long time, Song Zhi decisively stuffed the gasket into his chest.

In fact, it’s just because he’s too lazy to change it, but he just deals with it tonight, no one knows anyway.

...

No one knows it, right?

"Since they all think I am a woman, then just give me some blessings to the charm... As long as Zhu Wushi can't see it."

Thinking of this, Song Zhi no longer hesitated, jumped down the stairs, and dived out of the inn with a slight ease.

Just when Song Zhi went to Yuanqing Tea House, a figure also stopped in front of Prince Gui's Mansion on the Qingshan Night Road in the City of Never Sleeping.

Zhu Wushi looked up and silently looked at the lifelike domineering dragon head that was carved from behind the wall, and nodded secretly.

"Who is there!"

A shout sounded, and Zhu Wushi looked down and saw a short man with a stature and in charge of the business coming hurriedly, holding a lantern and asking.

Zhu Wushi had no expression on his face and just asked back:

"Is He Wucheng in the mansion?"

The housekeeper was stunned. Not only did he not show any anger or anger, but his attitude became respectful instead.

He spoke so rudely, and he dared to call the little prince's name directly, either holding a lantern to the cottage: looking for shit, then he must be a noble person with an extraordinary status.

The handsome young man in front of him is obviously the latter.

Last time, he was scolded for neglecting the guest and said with a flattering smile: "Wait, the prince is in the mansion, I'll inform you."

"No need!"

A big hand suddenly pressed his shoulder, and a calm voice came from the top of his head:

"I will go find him by myself."

There was a conference hall in the Guiwang Mansion. He Wucheng stepped on a chair with his eyes closed and listened to the progress of the investigation after the city was closed.

"Your Majesty, all the fishing markets in Dongcheng District have been investigated, but no signs of Yu Mingzhu were found."

"The market in Xicheng District has also searched the sky, but no suspicious people have been found."

"All the riverside pavilions on the south bank of Linjiang were closed, and all the clients were searched cleanly. Except for catching a few fugitives, there was no information about that thing."

"north.."

"Enough!"

He Wucheng slapped the table, and his powerful energy instantly shattered the table from his feet to his face. Several commanders all lowered their heads tactfully, kneeling down on one knee and dared not say another word.

"No, no, that thing can fly with wings! Could it be that my lockdown is a joke?"

He Wucheng stood up slowly, glanced at the generals with a cold look, and his tone was cold:

"In my opinion, there are probably borers in the palace of Prince Gui, so I might as well check you out first."

The generals kneeling below looked at each other and their faces were suddenly unhappy.

They were all veterans who followed King Gui to fight against each other. They were transferred back to the rear to assist the little prince in recent years. They believed that they were doing their best, but they did not expect that they would be suspected of being trampled on the inside.

Just as He Wucheng was about to continue speaking, a faint voice came from outside the door.

"I haven't seen you for many years and still behave so vigorously and vigorously. It really makes me eye-opener."

He Wucheng's eyebrows were raised up instantly, and his eyes turned toward the door with a bad look.

There, a straight voice came in calmly, and there seemed to be flames flashing in the golden tiger's eyes.

His long orange-red hair looked so dazzling under the moonlight that He Wucheng couldn't help but think of some embarrassing memories.

"Zhu Wushi! It's you!?"
Chapter completed!
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