"Isn't this little girl a ghost?" He shook his head with a handlebar and muttered, walking out of the carriage. He was stunned as soon as he came out!

On the top of a big tree not far away, there was a person standing floating, flying in a purple robe, and a grimace mask covered his appearance.

I don’t know how long this person has been standing on this tree, and he looks like a fairy.

The man was looking down at him.

This man obviously did nothing, but the handlebar type shivered!

"What is the eighth rule in the Hall of Enlightenment?" The man in purple robe suddenly spoke lazily, his voice as beautiful as flowing water.

The handlebar-style face changed slightly, and he looked at the man in surprise: "You...what did you ask for this?"

The man in purple robe did not answer, but only looked at him.

Under his gaze, the handlebar felt like he was immersed in ice water, and his heart was beating as if he was about to pop out, but he still didn't want to answer, and he kept his neck stammering and didn't say anything.

The man in purple robe seemed to smile, and then slowly recited the eighth rule of the Hall of Ecstasy: "Unless the guests' permission, the guests' secrets must not be disclosed at any time, and the guests must not be criticized. Violators shall cut off their tongues and punish them for three years of salary..."

The handlebar style has changed!

He didn't seem to have expected that the man in front of him knew the rules of the Ecstasy Hall. He was so scared that he took two steps back and almost fell out of the car: "You...how do you know..."

The man in purple robe interrupted him: "Do you do it yourself? Or do you do it for someone?"

The handlebar trembled and suddenly a whip hit the horse's butt!

The horse ran away with a long sound and pulled the carriage.

The man in purple robe did not chase him, and he didn't move anywhere.

A moment later, a loud bang came from the front, accompanied by a shrill scream, as if some vehicle was directly hitting the mountain wall...

The scream only made a half-sounding sound and there was no movement. It was obvious that the car had been destroyed and the people had died.

The man in purple robe stood there and smiled.

He originally wanted to leave a way out for people, but this person was seeking death by himself...

He flashed his fingers, and a light swayed from his fingertips and flew straight into the air.

A moment later, a girl appeared quickly and saluted respectfully: "Master."

The man in purple robe said lightly: "Take the car and the driver back to the Soul Palace, and tell Axi that the Soul Palace should be reorganized. If you make any mistakes, let her come to see me with her head!"

The girl agreed and left.

The man in purple robe stood there for a moment. He raised his hand and looked at the ink-black ring on his fingers, and blew it casually.

Baby, your teleportation technique is not suitable for too many people to know now, otherwise you will have big trouble. For you, I personally take action to deal with small people, and it seems to be a bit of a loss...

...

He was wearing a silk robe with flowers, a man's outer hat on his head, his body was as fat as a ball, and his face was two beards, looking very proud.

This is Gu Xijiu's current outfit.

She was now nestling in a carriage with an eagle painted, lying comfortably inside and sleeping with her head.

This car is the best and fastest car at the post station. Although it is not as gorgeous and domineering as the princes and nobles, its speed is not inferior at all. It is still no problem to run two thousand miles a day.

Of course, the price of this car is also very expensive. It costs thousands of taels of silver a day to hire and a chartered driver to eat and drink.

A small snoring sound came from the carriage, and the driver who was driving the car outside couldn't help but shake his head.
Chapter completed!