The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts

The corner of Eleven's mouth twitched, he wouldn't find it strange what the general was doing now.

He looked at the book "The Domineering General Falls in Love with Me" in Xie Min's hand with an indescribable expression, and finally couldn't help but said, "General, it's getting late, why don't we go back first?"

Xie Cheng raised his eyes, the black pupils showed no emotion.

eleven:"…"

Xie Min on the other side was still looking at them.

Eleven had to close his eyes, opened them again, walked over and stretched out his hand stiffly, "Miss..."

But Xie Min took it and hid back, looking at Xie Chengdao slyly, "I remember when I came back that day, my brother told my grandmother that you won't marry Ah Fu."

Xie Cheng remained expressionless, with no emotion in his eyes.

Just sat there and stared at her.

Xie Min felt a little terrified by Xie Cheng, and couldn't help shivering.

Those long and narrow dark eyes stared at her, and said quietly, "Do you know why I attacked Yun Tian?"

Xie Min thought of the way Xie Cheng pinched Yun Tian's neck fiercely, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back, and the palms of her hands holding the scripture book were covered with thin sweat. She stammered very hopelessly: "Why, why?"

Xie Cheng said quietly: "Didn't the old lady ask him to come and see her?"

His voice is faint, like a ghost in the dark night, like a shadow.

Xie Min's scalp felt numb all of a sudden, and when he loosened his fingers, the notebook almost fell off.

Xie Cheng's tone was slow, and he said lightly, "If you die, you won't be able to see each other anymore."

Xie Min directly dropped the notebook in his hand, and his voice became louder, "Give it to him!!"

"Take it!"

Eleven silently took the notebook in her hand, turned around and handed it to Xie Cheng.

Xie Cheng took the storybook and flipped through it with great interest.

Young Master Xie, who had been sitting there writing, was finally willing to raise his eyes. He was sitting upright, holding a pen in his small fair hand, and his black eyes were filled with slight disgust. His eyes fell on Xie Cheng, "vulgar."

Xie Cheng flipped through the scriptures, without raising his head, he snorted lightly.

Xie Yao's gaze didn't linger on him too much, his pretty face drooped down again, and he continued to write, stroke by stroke, horizontally and vertically, his voice was soft and childish, calmly said, "Sister Ah Fu doesn't like you Uncouth people."

Xie Cheng held the book in his hand that he thought he would never open in his life, he almost laughed angrily, and asked, "Where am I vulgar?"

"To intimidate younger siblings, you will only use force to solve problems." Hei Xiaotuanzi held the pen and did not stop the movement of his hand. The tip of the pen outlined the last stroke, and continued to say solemnly, "Warrior."

Warrior? ? !

Eleven silently looked at Xie Cheng.

Xie Cheng, who entered the military camp when he was a teenager, became famous in the first battle, who would not praise him for being brave and resourceful, and promising at a young age.

Who doesn't respect a major general.

Now it is even more powerful, with great military exploits.

The whole Xuanwu dares to say that the general belongs to a martial artist, so I'm afraid there is only the young master?

Xie Cheng didn't speak. He saw a light-colored dress, and suddenly changed his expression. He slightly tightened the notebook in his hand, lowered his head, made a very aggrieved look, and said in a difficult voice, "...Yeah, I Just a warrior."

Xie Yao's little hand holding the pen paused: "?"

Xie Min shook her hand, and the melon seeds she had just piled up like a hill were pushed down and scattered all over the ground.

Afterwards, they heard the girl's clean and clear voice, with a hint of doubt, "What martial artist?"