Chapter 1677: Month black wind killing night

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"What can I do? I have lost it!" Ye Qingli said lazily.

"It’s just to admit defeat, and you don’t have a piece of meat.”

"In that case, will others look down on you? They will definitely say a lot of hard words."

"They said let them say good things, shut me down."

Ye Qingli yawned.

"As long as I don't speak in front of me, then I didn't hear it. If anyone dares to squat in front of me, I will directly hit him and even my mother can't recognize it."

She said very seriously and Bi Xuan: "You never care about the views of those who look down on you. Only those who really care about you, the mind is the most important, know?"

At noon, Ye Qingli finally packed things up, and then they caught up with a carriage and left the sunset city.

Sui treasurer sent them away at the door and kept watching their vehicles go.

The spies who were lurking outside the Luochuan Chamber of Commerce, after seeing Ye Qingli, left, they immediately returned.

They had been waiting for Mo Ziyan in Mofu, and they heard the news of the return of the spy, and they were very excited.

Mo Ziyan took a hard shot of the table: "That's great! Haha, this monk has never dreamed of it, today is her death?"

"Hey, I have to see, there are people who can save her this time!"

She has a pair of expressions.

"Uncle Mo, be sure to take me there! I have to see for myself how the monk died!"

"But before that, I have to let her kneel at my feet begging for mercy!"

"Then, I can think about it and give her a comfortable way to die!"

While the pool is late and Ning Qianqing, it is quietly discussing how to get the piece of Bihua glass from Jun Aohan.

In their eyes, Ye Qingli has long been a lamb to be slaughtered. What is needed now is how to get the spoils from her.

There are such a group of masters who are led by the Seventh Order Warrior. If they can't deal with a few soft-footed shrimps, then it is a big joke!

Soon, the masters of Mo's family began to be out of the city in batches, and there was an undercurrent in the city outside the setting sun.

Because Ye Qingli deliberately concealed the news of her departure, she did not know that she was going to leave the city.

Therefore, no one will come to help them.

After leaving the city gate, the carriage slowly sailed toward the northwest. In the evening, they came to a jungle.

"Okay, let's rest here today!"

Bi Xuan got out of the car and rubbed the sweat on his forehead.

"Hey, Bi Xuan, can't you pick this place? The black wind is high, it's not killing nights, it's just setting fire!"

"Hey, do you want such a crow mouth?"

Bi Xuan rushed to the ground and took a few mouthfuls.

"We can't be so unlucky. Just left the sunset city, someone came to trouble?"

It is as if it is just to prove his words.

After Bi Xuan just finished speaking.

"Hey, hey!"

A dozen people suddenly jumped out of the darkness and surrounded them.

These people are all covered in black towels and do not say a word.

"who?"

"Oh, people who want your life!"

The black man waved the sword in his hand and gave a command. Then, a dozen people rushed over to them at the same time!

"Fighting!"

Ye Qingli flew down from the carriage.