บท 888: secret ritual: descent of the holy angel

" that's right, mingxin. watch your behavior. no matter what, this is an internal court matter. don't let outsiders see you as a joke. "

ming rou's voice was gentle, like a big sister dissuading.

" but she caused sir feng's death ... " before ming xin could finish her sentence, her three companions shook their heads in unison, indicating for her to stop talking.

at this moment, bai wushang was still standing on the blue cloud.

he only turned his body slightly and saw xing's body tremble for a moment.

"this 'maple' must be special to her ..."

" according to the secrets of the dragon court, all single-word or four-word names are special in the holy court. they either have a noble bloodline, or they're from an ancient family and have a high status ... this four-winged is calling me by an honorific title. could it be that 'feng' is also an archangel? "

while bai wushang was analyzing the clues, ming han had already started another topic.