Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

He couldn't help standing up again and looked back at the Haiqi Border Pass not far behind.

Clenching his hands tightly for a few minutes, he wanted to use light energy and headed back towards the border.

However, at this moment.

But there were a few swoops beside him, and there were a few extremely unusual movements that seemed to be able to cut through the air, with a hint of danger, spreading from all directions.

The first wave was abruptly shocked, and he was busy condensing his breath and looked around.

Soon, I saw several masked men dressed in traditional southern Xinjiang costumes but with a sinister aura, rushing over and surrounding him.

"King Anyang, you can make your subordinates easy to find."

One of the masked men who looked familiar sneered and stepped forward two steps, deliberately bowing his hands to the first Lian.

Of course, he could feel that the masked man was not at all respectful.

And he didn't recognize this man.

Isn't it just that he was talking to Wei Hongling just now, and the sky is full of people looking for his southern border guards!

Seeing this scene, the first Lian couldn't help but narrow his eyes seriously, his thin lips slightly pursed.

These people's martial arts are not inferior to him, and there are so many people that it may be a little difficult for him to escape.

Thinking of this, he used his brains and could only use the method of procrastinating Tai Chi.

Glancing at the group of masked shadow guards left and right, he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you, and why are you looking for this king!"

"Ah……"

The masked man heard the words and sneered again.

His eagle-like eyes seemed to deliberately glanced up and down the southern border girl's attire, which had not yet been replaced, and a sarcastic laughter suddenly burst out from his black mask. .

"Why are your subordinates looking for you, shouldn't the prince be clear?"

As he spoke, he also withdrew his saluting hand, and arrogantly slid behind him, "I want to come, I just had a conversation between my subordinate and the empress, you should have heard it clearly, my lord."

"Empress had an order. If you know our secrets... even my subordinates have the right to kill you."

Having said this, the big masked man showed an embarrassed look, spread his hands, shook his head and sighed.

"But our King of Southern Borders has another order. We must catch you alive and go back, and let him take a good look at the appearance of this rival in love... Wangye, who do you think your subordinates should listen to?"

"..."

The first Lian was almost killed by his words.

But from the pair of eagle-like cold eyes, there was something indescribable, which seemed to be extremely disdainful, and revealed an inexplicable light of jealousy.

Seeing that he was inexplicably stunned, a few subtle thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind.

Thinking about it, the man suddenly seemed to realize something, and his eyes trembled slightly.

He couldn't help but take a half step back calmly, and spoke again in a complicated tone, "You are not under Master's subordinate, who are you?"

Although it was a question, he had already guessed a few points in his heart.

Sure enough, when the big masked man heard the words, he only paused for a moment, and then he suddenly laughed a few times in a very arrogant and arrogant manner.

"It seems that Lingluo is still underestimating you. You, the little prince, are not as stupid as a pig as she said."

The masked man said, suddenly raised his hand and tore off the black mask.

Then he brushed his face again, pulling a piece of easy skin off.

That ordinary face was suddenly replaced by a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, but an extremely arrogant and unruly expression.