The Disciple of the Crown Prince, Bai Xiaozhuo (3)

It headed straight for Xu Qing!

The Deputy Governor still didn't approach Xu Qing!

At this moment, a soft sigh rang out from the void.

As soon as this voice rang out, the Seventh Prince and his generals all lifted their heads. Even the Deputy Governor's eyes narrowed.

A figure seemed to have been drawn out of nothingness by a painter and appeared in front of Xu Qing. He then lifted his right hand and pressed down on the puppet that was walking over.

The sky rumbled and the ground trembled.

The puppet that was walking over stopped in its tracks and lifted its head numbly to look at the person in front of Xu Qing.

Xu Qing's heart trembled violently. He looked at the familiar figure in front of him and his eyes turned a little red. He lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong.

"Master!"

The person who appeared was none other than Old Master Seventh who had been hiding in the crowd.