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A trace of sadness flashed in Ye Wushang's eyes, but he did not see the blood from the corner of Luo Liuling's mouth.\%_%_net_origin_creation%_%\

But it was quickly wiped by Luo Liuling, without a trace, without any changes.

Ye Wushang's expression changed several times, and he sighed and waved his hand a little tired: "This is your choice!"

When he heard Ye Wushang's tone slow, Luo Liuling's face flashed with joy that was not easy to detect, so he naturally did not feel Ye Wushang's emotions and said repeatedly: "Shang, you agree."[

Neither of them saw the other party's emotional changes, and they both had their own thoughts.

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Feng Qingcheng and Lan Wuxin were both extremely fast, and they could be regarded as decisive. However, for a moment, all the mercenaries were summoned by the two.

Feng Qingcheng looked solemn, Lan Wuxin didn't say a word, but her two different faces were as heavy as water, making these mercenaries dare not look at each other.

After a while, Feng Qingcheng spoke in a low tone: "I believe everyone knows the ambition of killing the wolf. Now, our heads are trapped in the snow-capped mountains. Let us subdue the killing together, and let them stand up and let them know that our mercenary world is not easy to mess with!"

Listening to Feng Qingcheng's heavy words and looking at Feng Qingcheng's solemn expression, the mercenaries were in a state of ups and downs.

"Eliminate the killing! Eliminate the killing!" The mercenary shouted and sounded in a moment.

"Subdue and kill!" Feng Qingcheng's tense lips coldly threw these words, looked at the sky with deep eyes, and suddenly waved his sleeves, raised a jade plaque in front of everyone, and said in a singular voice: "Tell me the order, set off immediately!"

These mercenaries were full of heroism and their blood was boiling.

Feng Qingcheng was dressed in black, his hair was erect in the wind, and in the wind, his cynical face was full of solemnity, and even the air was stained with solemnity.

And it was at this moment, not far away, the two men looked at Feng Qingcheng with solemn eyes, one with an ugly face than the other.

After a long time, it seemed that a century was so long, Mo Huan finally spoke slowly: "It turns out that the mercenary power is hers."

"I really couldn't imagine it." Mo Li's tone was also full of shock. If he hadn't seen the seventh prince Feng Qingcheng, he wouldn't have known this.

"It seems that this matter is to be reported to the master?" Mo Huan narrowed his black eyes slightly, his tone of anxiety, not knowing what would happen to the master if he knew it.

"Don't tell your master first, otherwise, with your master's temper, I'm afraid no one will have a good time."

Mo Li said in a deep voice, his eyes still filled with shock that could not be dissipated. Why is this matter getting more and more troublesome?

"After all, paper cannot keep the fire. If the master knows that the person who shot him in the future would be her, we will not be able to bear the master's anger at all?" Mo Huan frowned with black eyebrows, lowered his eyes, and his tone was full of worry.

"Master knows, I'm afraid it will be even more painful. We must hide this from the master." Mo Li's eyelids twitched a few times. No wonder his eyelids twitched these days. It turned out that it was a fatal matter.

Mo Huan curled his lips and a faint bitter smile appeared on his face: "Oh, if you don't move, you'll do anything when you move?" He raised his hand gently and rubbed his eyebrows.[

"Look at them closely, don't report to your master unless you have to." Mo Li leaned back against the stone wall and closed his eyes slightly tired.
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