Beast Master Xuannv

In City W, the 99-story Dihao Building is located on the tranquil seaside, reaching high into the sky, giving people in the building a feeling of being in the clouds.

On the top floor of 99, an old man wearing white Wentz clothing sat in a wheelchair.

He leaned against the window and looked down at this huge area from a bird's eye view.

But looking at his slender face, his face is very pointed and thin, and his eyes are triangular in shape. At first glance, he looks decisive and resolute.

At this time, his eyes were filled with complicated light, as if something was weighing him down.

In a dark place, a long thing blended invisibly with the shadow and was creeping toward him.

He glanced at the floating white clouds from the corner of his eye. After a while, he heard a sigh and wanted to reach out and pull up the rocker on the armrest to leave.

However, he was suddenly shocked. How could his body suddenly become unable to move?

Looking down again, he saw that his limbs were entangled with green vines. The vines were so strong that he couldn't move.

After being startled, he calmed down and said calmly without trembling his eyelids, "You are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time. Show up!"

His old voice still echoed in the large conference room, and only a chuckle as clear and sweet as a copper bell could be heard, melodious, from far to near.

In a corner of the shadow, a tall and thin figure was walking slowly.

Under her feet was a pair of very tall black high-heeled shoes. The pointed tips were like an eagle's beak, pointing straight up into an arc of nearly 90 degrees.

Step by step, there is no sound.

The steps were lighter than a cat's walk and made no sound at all.

Where the bottom of the shoe was in contact with the ground, a touch of green appeared imperceptibly, and then quickly disappeared the moment after she left.

When the bright light illuminated her from head to tail, a baby face appeared that was so cute and cute that people and gods were outraged.

There was a faint smile hanging on her fair and delicate little face, her slender jade hands were folded around her chest, and she was leaning against a carved horizontal railing.

Qiao smiled brightly, as if she was greeting an old friend. At first glance, she seemed as friendly as the girl next door.

But in fact this is not the case. Anyone who is familiar with her knows that this is her habit when killing people, the smiling devil.

She chuckled, her crisp voice like an oriole coming out of the valley, "Mr. Ling Qiuyu is indeed extremely sharp, cunning and cunning. He is worthy of being the overlord who has dominated the black and white factions of Country Y for many years. He actually found out that I was eyeing you early, haha,

However, are you confused this time? Do you dare to return to City W, the capital city of the Ministry of National Security?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she stretched out her little porcelain-white hand to grab the void, and the vines twisted him and the chair around without any support.

The two faced each other, and Ling Qiuyu smiled faintly, "No, I won't be afraid of people from the Ministry of National Security coming to my door if I dare to show up."

After a pause, his sharp eyes flickered and he moved away from her pretty face.

"A senior official of the 72nd Team of the Ministry of National Security and the core leader of the supernatural team, I never thought that I, Ling Qiuyu, would be so proud that I could allow the Ministry of National Security to send such a powerful person to assassinate me, right? Que Ye

Miss."

The more Que Ye heard these words, the darker her face became. When she heard the word Que Ye, her originally lazy and charming expression suddenly turned cold.

The affairs of the Ministry of National Security are all top secrets. He said it so easily. It seems that he is well prepared!

Que Ye took a breath, but her tone still rose uncontrollably, "You are meeting the King of Hell earlier!"

Then with a thought, the vines clung to his neck, and with just a little more force, his neck could be broken.

Ling Qiuyu was not angry, and continued to smile without looking at the vines strangling his neck.

"Don't worry, young man, do you believe there are gods in this world?"