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Chapter 1278 We are all our own

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Listening to the big man's chatter, Zi Yingying's brows were tightly knitted together, with impatience between her brows, and her ears were about to grow out of cocoons from the chatter.

Perhaps sensing her attitude, the slovenly man said nothing and just waved his hand, "Okay, little girl, please go in."

Zi Yingying nodded and stepped in eagerly. She breathed a long sigh of relief. Finally, she no longer had to listen to the nagging of that beggar-like man.

In fact, his incessant chatter is second to none. The most important thing is that when he talks, spittle flies everywhere, which is simply disgusting.

After Zi Yingying entered, he moved his hand in the air again, and the portal formed in front of him slowly closed.

And at the moment when the restriction was about to close, a wisp of breeze blew past the slovenly man.

The slovenly man frowned, and a sharp light shot out from his eyes. He looked around and found nothing. He sighed and patted his head, "Oh, it seems that this period of time has been too long."

I was so busy that I actually had hallucinations. If that doesn't work, I have to take a good rest."

As he spoke, he yawned, leaned against the wall, slid along the wall, and sat on the ground as soon as he slipped out.

In less than a second, a thunderous snoring sound echoed throughout the alley.

Leng Wuyou kept following Zi Yingying, watching her go in one direction with purpose, her eyes twinkling slightly.

Palace of the King of Hell.

"Xue Greed, hasn't that person come yet?" In the huge meeting hall, Ke Yu was sitting at the head, his whole body tightly wrapped in a black robe, and the wide hood covered his entire face, leaving only the exposed

That pale lower forehead.

At this moment, Ke Yu was in a very bad mood, and there was a cold aura all over his body.

He was originally in a bad mood these past few days because he failed in the test mission and lost one of his subordinates. Now he is asked to wait here for more than an hour and the person has not come yet. This makes him

The anger in my heart has reached the edge of exploding.

"Hey, why are you so angry? You are no longer a child now, and you haven't learned to be steady yet." A young and mature voice suddenly sounded in the meeting hall, surprising everyone.

"Who?" Yama Luo, the master of the Palace of Hell, who was only one position away from Keyu, stood up from his seat with a shudder, his eyes were cold, and his sharp gaze was like a knife as he patrolled around.

Li Jingyan and the rough-looking man next to him also tensed up and subconsciously adjusted their sitting postures to put themselves in the most favorable position for taking action.

"Haha, why are everyone so nervous? We are all our own people."

The laughter was obviously so childish and innocent, but hearing it in everyone's ears made people's scalp numb and gave them a creepy feeling.

As the voice fell, a small figure wrapped in a long black robe appeared on the long discussion table.

When I saw the person who appeared, the coldness on his body was even deeper, and there seemed to be a faint murderous intention.

"Kecha, what are you doing here?"

But Yu's voice was cold, with a hint of sternness in the coldness.

"I'm here to see my dear brother. Why doesn't he welcome me so much?" Kecha reached out and opened the hood covering his head, revealing his young and ugly face.

He cracked the corner of his mouth with a smile, and sat cross-legged on the table, holding his cheeks with both hands.

The big eyes that almost took up his entire face were swishing around. They obviously looked innocent, but paired with his appearance, it just made people feel a sense of gloom rising from the soles of their feet.

Come up.

"I'm going to scare the dragon to death." The rugged man in black sitting next to Li Jingyan sent a message into Li Jingyan's mind.

Li Jingyan frowned and replied with a message, "Be calm."

"What are you afraid of? I'm not using divine consciousness to transmit sound. I'm using divine soul to transmit sound. He definitely won't be able to hear it." Black Dragon curled his lips, with a look of disdain on his rough brows.
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