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Chapter 95 Demonic Qi

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    When Yan Wanxi stood at the door of Ximing Tea House, a waiter came to greet her, "How many guests are there?"

    "I'm looking for Mr. Xing." Yan Wanxi said to the waiter as Zou Nan told him in the morning.

    "It turns out that you are Mr. Xing's distinguished guest. Please come in. Mr. Xing is waiting for you in the private room on the second floor. I will take you there."

    The waiter said flatteringly, and then took Yan Wanxi to the door of a private room on the second floor called "Moting", "Miss, Mr. Xing is inside, please invite me."

    "Thank you." Yan Wanxi thanked the waiter and knocked on the door of the private room.

    "Come in." Xing Zhimo's cold voice came from inside the room, but there was still no disturbance at all.

    Yan Wanxi pushed the door open and walked in, and saw a man in plain white robes sitting at the tea table in the elegant room, sipping tea. There were various cakes placed on the tea table.

    When Xing Zhimo saw Yan Wanxi coming in, he raised his eyes to look at her. He saw that the woman was wearing a plain white dress, which made her skin look as fair as cream. The bun on her head was also held up casually.  , it looks even more neat.

    He was slightly startled, and it was not until he heard the soft voice of a woman in his ears that he came back to his senses.

    "Mr. Xing?" Yan Wanxi called him, but saw no response from him, so she called again.

    "Ahem, Miss Yan, please sit down." Xing Zhimo put his fist on his mouth and coughed slightly to cover up his embarrassment.

    He has never been so disrespectful.

    Yan Wanxi didn't pay much attention to it. She casually sat down opposite him, picked up a piece of osmanthus cake on the table and stuffed it into her mouth. She couldn't help but widen her eyes. It was so delicious!

    "What does the young master want from me?" she asked vaguely while chewing the cake.

    Xing Zhimo grew up in Kyoto. He had never seen such a carefree girl. He couldn't help but frown, but thinking about her abilities, he felt that she looked more like her.

    "I came here today because I want her to do something for me." As soon as Xing Zhimo finished speaking, he heard a commotion outside.

    Demonic spirit!

    Yan Wanxi ate a piece of pastry in her hand, and then said to Xing Zhimo: "Wait a minute, I'll be back soon."

    After saying that, she flashed and flew out of the window.

    Before Xing Zhimo could react, Yan Wanxi's figure had disappeared into the night.

    He frowned, his face darkened and he called out: "Zuo Xia."

    Zuo Xia, who had been waiting outside, walked in and saw that Xing Zhimo was the only one in the house, but the girl in white was missing.

    "Master, what are your orders?" Although he had doubts in his heart, he knew his master's character.

    "What happened outside?" Xing Zhimo's voice was so cold that it could freeze someone to death, and his jade-like face became even deeper.

    "It looks like someone is catching the cat."

    "Cat?" Xing Zhimo glanced at him, his eyes like arrows.

    Zuo Xia quickly told him about the big cat he saw outside.

    "The cat is much bigger than ordinary cats. It is all yellow and looks like a ball of fire."

    As soon as Zuo Xia finished speaking, he heard someone outside shouting: "Cat the cat killed someone!"

    Xing Zhimo also stood up at this time, walked outside, and said to Zuo Xia: "Go find Mr. Zou."

    After saying that, he went to the crowded place.

    Yan Wanxi just ran down from the window, looking for the evil spirit.

    It had been a long time since she had smelled such a strong evil spirit. In later generations, she had only seen the rat spirit once. At that time, the rat spirit had cultivated into a semi-human form, but it followed an evil cultivator and harmed people's lives. In the end, she beat him to death.  .

    However, she didn¡¯t know what kind of monster this monster was at this time. She could feel that this monster¡¯s moral conduct must be quite good!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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