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1290. The Messenger in Red [19]

Han Wuling: "Indeed, if everyone in our blood clan has a fighting weapon as a weapon, the Blood God Empire will not be our opponent!"

He said these ambitious words with a smile.

Whether it was Ming Yuefeng, Hui Han Wuling, or Cheng Anqing, they all became excited at this moment.

They thought they had found a treasure, but little did they know that step by step, they walked into the trap dug by the egret for them.

"Han Wuling, go and call Wuming and Jiangcheng Nu and ask if it's true." Cheng An looked at Han Wuling quietly.

Han Wuling nodded, opened the door and walked out like a gust of breeze. Although it was like a gust of breeze, his face was inevitably a little excited.

Bailu and Jiangcheng Nu returned to the Red Hall, and they had lunch. Han Wuling did not treat them badly, and the food they ate was all delicacies from the mountains and the sea.

After casually eating a few bites of vegetables and rice, the egret put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"Why don't you eat it? It doesn't taste good?" Jiangcheng woman was puzzled.

She hasn't eaten for three days, so she must be very hungry.

"It's not... I just have no appetite." The egret said, smiling lightly.

She missed the preserved egg and lean meat porridge made by Mrs. Zhen Xiao a little, and she missed Yi Gucheng a little.

His hands tightened slightly, and the egret sighed.

This time she revealed the identity of the ultimate thunder master. Sister Lan and the others are definitely in danger. I hope Yi Gucheng can make it through.

Although she had not told Yi Gucheng about this matter, and Yi Gucheng had not mentioned it to her, she knew that Yi Gucheng would definitely pass.

Perhaps, this is the legendary telepathy.

The door of the Red Hall was suddenly opened, and Han Wuling, dressed in black, walked in gracefully. The moment he walked in, he seemed to be brought in with a gust of fresh and fragrant wind.

"Brother Han, are you here?"

As soon as Han Wuling walked in, Jiangcheng girl immediately put down her bowls and chopsticks and looked at Han Wuling with a bright smile.

Han Wuling smiled at the Jiangcheng girl, looked at the egret complexly and deeply, and said, "Chengcheng, Wuming, the Lord has asked you to come over."

"The Lord is looking for us? OK." Bailu smiled back at Han Wuling, then got up and followed Han Wuling towards the Blood Lord Hall with Jiang Chengnu.

While passing by the Blood Lord Hall, I suddenly saw a group of women beating a woman.

Han Wuling frowned and said, "Stop."

Hearing Han Wuling's voice, all the girls stopped.

Although Han Wuling is the gentlest among the vampires, once he gets angry, he will definitely torture you to death.

At the feet of these women, an embarrassed woman was holding a sword and writhing on the ground, crying bitterly.

"What's going on?" Han Wuling asked.

Dare to openly fight in the black palace? These women think that their lives are too long?

Among this group of women, the one wearing a red dress is named Gao Bianxue. She was also the woman who pleased Cheng Anqing in the Blood Lord Hall last time when Bailu fought with the four guardians.

Han Ningning twisted on the ground in agony, and crawled towards Han Wuling.

The ground she crawled on was covered in her blood.

Climbing to Han Wuling's feet, Han Ningning coughed and spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood.

"Master Zuo, it's none of my sisters' business, it's my fault." Han Ningning said.

Lifting her face covered with blood, she suddenly smiled brightly at the egret.

The egret looked at Han Ningning calmly, feeling a little appreciative in his heart.
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