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Chapter 1250 Try and Die

Chapter 1250 Try and die

"Missions and missions are quite positive, but every time I complete a mission, I only get a few points. These few points are enough for me to do anything. I can't even buy an ordinary pill."

Zi Yingying's dissatisfied and violent thoughts were transmitted into a slightly glowing light group in the deepest part of her divine sea.

In this light group, there seems to be another space, and in this space, there is a huge pool. In the pool like ink, a huge black dragon is lazily surrounded by gurgling demonic energy.

Lying down.

Hearing the thought coming from Zi Yingying, the demon dragon turned over and raised its huge dragon head. The dark eyes of the dragon were extremely cold and full of demonic energy. "Issuing tasks is my business. How to score points is up to the host."

If the host doesn’t want to do the task, that’s okay.”

"Really." Zi Yingying's eyes suddenly lit up, "Can I stop doing the task?"

The cold voice sounded again, this time with a hint of bewitchment in it, "Yes, as long as the host is willing to accept the punishment, there is no need to complete the task."

The smile that originally bloomed on Zi Yingying's face suddenly froze so abruptly, and an angry aura lingered around her body, "Are you kidding me?"

"No, host can give it a try." This time, the voice was still cold, but there was a hint of naughtiness in the tone, which made it sound very strange.

"Try, let me try you." Do you think she doesn't know? If you try, you will die. She doesn't want to bear that stupid punishment again in her life.

Isn't it just a mission? No big deal, she Zi Yingying can do it!

Zi Yingying, who was wrapped in purple clothes, silently raised her head in the crowd and stared in the direction of Leng Wuyou, her eyes full of determination. She gritted her teeth to cheer herself up, and then slowly walked out of the crowd, slowly

Heading towards Leng Wuyou.

"Mr. Leng, it's really easy for me to wait." The steward came in front of Wuyou, his face was full of smiles, and his whole face was smiling like a sunflower.

"Oh?" Leng Wuyou raised his eyebrows.

"Haha, Mr. Leng, I have been waiting here under the orders of my young master. I didn't expect that Mr. Leng would actually be waiting for you." The manager looked at Leng Wuyou, his eyes shining.

He didn't dare to neglect the young man in front of him at all. Not to mention that he was their partner in Xuanyuan Pavilion, just saying that this young man's deeds were all shocking.

"Your young master asked you to wait here, and I'm not afraid that if I don't come today, your wait will be in vain." Leng Wuyou said with a straight face and a tone of ridicule.

"Young Master Leng, what are you talking about? Even if today's Young Master has a future, I will not wait in vain. After all, our young master said, we are just waiting and seeing."

"Come on, come on, Mr. Leng, let's go in first. My young master has been talking about you." The steward extended an invitation gesture to lead Leng Wuyou into Xuanyuan Pavilion.

At this moment, a scornful voice asked with superiority, "Wait a minute, this steward, why can he go in without queuing? We are all queuing here, is it possible that Xuanyuan Pavilion of yours is still happy?"

Can’t we go through the back door?”

The sudden sound caused the originally noisy scene to suddenly become silent.

The steward's Wenyan frowned tightly, but Leng Wuyou showed no change. Leng Wushang's brows moved and a flash of coldness flashed across his eyes. Qian Yuling's eyebrows also twisted, and they all looked towards the source of the sound.

, what I saw was a young man with oily hair and powdery face, holding a folding fan in his hand, pretending to be cool.

The young man is not very outstanding in appearance, and even his eyes are a bit narrow and narrow, making him look a bit vulgar.

But he still pretended to be cool.

Now everyone looked over. He raised his head, with a smile on his lips, standing sideways, waving the folding fan in his hand. The wind blowing from the fan blew his hair, making him lean back.
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