Venerated Venomous Consort

Emperor's clothes are also crisp: "Let's talk!"

Ink smiled, and at the moment he clearly was at a disadvantage, but he was not panicked: "What are you talking about?"

Emperor Yi sighed: "You look very smart, how to ask such a stupid question? Of course, it is about exchange of hostages. Now your people have three in your hand, these three are not important to you. Do you have more to say? This seat uses these three exchanges to take care of you. How do you see it?"

The ink of the coveted, the importance of the dragon vane naturally need not say more, his rebirth is still on the body of Long Fan, there is no dragon van, he will never really belong to his body. The other two are the elites of his elite. The skill has been nearly nine steps, each with its own skills, is the backbone of the world for him.

In order not to attract the attention of the people in the right way, the hundred and ten people brought by the ink scorpion are scattered back.

In these three cars, because they want to pull prisoners, only two subordinates are arranged in each car. One person drives the car and one person looks at the prisoners in the car.

In his own car, only one person was rushed to drive, and one of the dragons in the car was also driven by a subordinate.

Counting on the Dragon Vatican, a total of five subordinates will come back.

But now there are three people in the hands of the emperor's clothes, no need to ask, the other two have been replaced by the two subordinates of the emperor's clothes, and the ancient debris is suddenly the best proof.

He raised his eyes: "There should be another one to mix the car of the deity? Come out! Let the deity see where it is sacred!"

On the car where Long Fan is located, the curtains are glimpsed, one person walks out coldly, and a black robe is like ink dyed. The silver butterfly mask covers most of the face above the mouth, only revealing the pale lips and posture. As tall as Yushu, when he came out, he glanced at the ink, and did not speak. It is actually the right day of the heaven.

Ink: "..."

He snorted and didn't know whether he was laughing or ridiculous: "There was a time when the left and right celestial divisions also joined forces!"

The left and right celestial divisions are famous for their disagreement. They have also made a big fight between each other. In the right celestial celestial ceremonies, they almost did not mention the words of Zuo Tianshi before, and he mentioned that he was allowed to leave his face. When Mo Yan was able to make it clear, it was clearer than anyone else that the two were incompatible with each other. At the beginning, he even wanted to bring this right-handed man to his own camp. He intentionally or unintentionally approached him, but it was what they called. The discord is not fake, it seems to be acting!

The celestial sacrifice month is faintly authentic: "I and his hatred are private grievances, but except for the Guardian Road, it is my shared responsibility with him. What's so strange?"

Mo Yan's lips: "The right-hander who has always been above the top of the eye actually condescended to be a driver, but it is difficult for you."

The days of the moon festival are faint and waveless: "Zuo Tianshi even women are dressed up, what is this strange thing to play as a driver?"

Ink: "..."

He took advantage of the heavenly sacrifices and the ancient inks, and he already guessed who they were replacing.

The two men once disguised as his subordinates in the restaurant to block Mu Yun and Mu Lei, and seized Mu Yun and Mu Lei stabbed...

Because the two of them are pretending to be the most ruthless masters, each time they do not kill people, they are arrested, so the two people grasped Mu Yun and Mu Lei as the main force, Mo Yan was very relieved, did not go to see Mu Yun and Mu Lei's injuries only know that they were full of blood at the time, and the injuries were very heavy, and they would be cocked at any time.