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1.376 I carry

This city gate was not bombarded by the Xuanshi, and it was already considered as giving face to the Xuanshi.

"What else does the city lord have to do?" Murong Xun sat on the chair of the Grand Master and finally held a cup of hot tea comfortably.

I was so tired that I was so tired that my disciples would definitely not be able to bear it. Anyway, the game was still more than half a month, so it would be fine to rest here for a few more days.

"Well, Lord Murong Feng! I heard from the general report and said...hehe, you have captured the third son of the tribe leader of the Akdo tribe."

"That's right!" Murong Xun nodded and said angrily, "This kid is arrogant and domineering! You have to clean up his bones."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The city lord nodded repeatedly, then looked at Murong Xun with a frown, "But, the Yakdo tribe is brave and good at fighting. If the patriarch knew that his third son was in our Shuwang City, he would definitely not give up."

Murong Xun slapped the table hard, "I'm beaten by my apprentice! I will naturally take over if I have something to do! You don't need to be nervous about this, the city lord!"

The Lord of Ruge immediately smiled like a flower. He would feel relieved with Murong Xun's words!

"You guys! They are hunched and are hunched in this city all day long as they are hunched turtles! I see that you, the general, have changed as soon as possible, without any manliness! Seeing so many ordinary people outside the city tower, they dare not give one of them! They are simply a coward!" Murong Xun raised his hand and snorted, "But the group of people who were killed by the acrylic tribe were even more cowardly. So many people can't beat a few cavalry! Why are there many heroes and heroes in the Western Wastelands coming out! Get out!"

"Puff--" Yang Xirong sprayed out a mouthful of tea.

6 Yun twitched the corners of her mouth. The elder sister rarely said so many words to curse people, and she kept talking...

The Lord of Ruge lowered his head speechlessly and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said weakly, "Master of Peak, it is the Akdo tribe, not acrylic..."

"No matter what acrylicada you are, let them come! Don't worry, our Shenshui Sect will stay here for a few more days. If something happens, I will carry it!" Murong Xun waved his hand like a fly, "Okay, okay, we're going to rest."

Lord Ruge hurriedly gave up and said, and when he turned around, his mouth was almost grinning at the bottom of his ears.

"Your general, please change it quickly! Change it to a brave and resourceful person! It's really... I don't know if it's a relative at home, I want to be so cowardly." Murong Xun muttered again.

The city lord stomped his feet and hurried back and started to change the generals.

Two days later.

The people of the Actor tribe were tied up with their feet and hands, and threw them into the woodshed for three days and two nights, and were almost fainting.

The door suddenly opened, and everyone could not help but tremble when they saw the little girl with a facial paralysis who was walking in first.

This girl is so vicious and vicious, so what is she doing?

"Take them out!" Qiao Mu gave in to the side, saying without any expression.

Wei Nanfeng volunteered to step forward and grabbed the third son of the patriarch who stared at the little girl with fierce eyes.

"What are you glaring? I don't want it anymore!" Wei Nanfeng slapped the man on the head.

Yas struggled hard for a moment and shouted, "I don't accept it!"

"If you don't agree, your sister won't agree! If you don't agree, you have to hold it in my mind!" I was hungry for two nights and three days, and I was quite strong!
Chapter completed!
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