Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

"Well, where did this come from? It's a good way to spread poison powder. "

Ji Rao flew down from the tree and landed steadily with a red thread in his hand. If he looked carefully, it was a red thread that blocked the knife.

"Jirao!"

As soon as Ji Rao appeared, the group called out Ji Rao's name.

Without him, master Ji has a high-profile nature. Few people in the Wulin don't know about Ji Rao. Because of his rare good appearance, he has almost one portrait in hand. In all kinds of Wulin ranking scripts, Ji Rao's appearance ranks first.

Ji Rao was wearing a flaming red dress and a hat. All her hair was put into a high hat. Only two strands of hair were exposed in front of her. The tassels on the hat hung over her chest. The beautiful face was smiling. His head was slightly raised and his eyes were slightly upturned. There was a kind of natural beauty, but there was no meaning of hook or lead. It was just a look of scorn. His lips were like blood soaked. He appeared here, just like an enchanting spirit.

"The Lord." Song and Qing were surprised, "how did the leader come?"

Ji Rao did not know when he pinched a fan in his hand. He opened the fan, revealing the clean and inked fan outside. Some red iris flowers were painted on it. People of the demon cult all know that the leader loves iris most.

At this time, Ji Rao fan half cover his face, only showing a pair of smiling water eyes, can not help but let people see crazy.

"Just passing by." Ji Rao's face was not red, and his heart did not jump, "is my master not late?"

Song Qing shook his head in tears and laughter.

Several respectable sects and decent sects did not pay attention to these two people when they sang and agreed with each other. They angrily waved swords at each other and cried out in righteous words, "You evil cult villains..."

Ji Rao sneered.

This smile made the speaker blush, but he still insisted, "I advise you to admit your mistakes. I can still make you go back to the demon sect alive, or you will regret going down the mountain!"

Ji Rao casually fanned the fan and didn't care about his clumsy threat. "I don't know if the poison powder of the demon sect is good?"

The man was speechless.

The poison powder just used is really the evil cult's poison powder, which is colorless, tasteless, quick to attack and has good efficacy. Although those people in the Jianghu can't touch it because it is a demon sect's thing, there are also some people who use the evil cult and want to kill the hypocrites of the demon sect.

Ji Rao looked at these people, although it was a smiling face, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Ji Rao's father was killed by a well-known and decent sect. Ji Rao's mother was a member of the feihuazhai. Because he followed the leader of the demon sect, he was regarded as a traitor by all the sects in the Wulin. He was burned to death by the people of feihuazhai when he was a child. Therefore, Ji Rao has not been fond of these noble sects, especially the feihuazhai.

The main character attacking the banquet court is the little master of the flying flower studio.

Therefore, Ji Rao's later hatred of the banquet court is justifiable.

If Song Qing is willing to be his protector of the law all his life, naturally he can't get mixed up with any banquet court. Of course, he can't do anything to kill innocent people. Even if he does, he can't face Song Qing. Because of his arrogance, Ji jiaozhu explained to Song Qing that he didn't leave a name for his work, which led to the fall of Song Qing's favor and finally turned against him.

Now Ji Rao is not so stupid.

His hair rippled slightly with the fan, his tone of voice was contemptuous, and his eyes were the same. It seemed that if he looked at these people more, his eyes would soon be dirty.

"Those who bullied my demon sect have asked about the meaning of our leader?"