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1301. Chapter 1301 Mummy!

People were surrounded by huge tables.

"Only our second plan is started..."

However, at this moment, a stream of light flashed by-

Jun Shaoqing staggered and almost became unstable!

When he saw the situation clearly, he was suddenly stunned. Not only Jun Shaoqing, but the others were even more stunned. He didn't react for a long time. What's going on?

Nalan Zhenyue and Mo Zifei raised their eyebrows at the same time, then looked at each other and smiled, "Not bad!"

"Nalan Zhenyue--" The Ninth Prince exclaimed!

Everyone retreated reflexively and then sat on the ground.

Nalan Zhenyue touched her face, "Am I a ghost?"

Mo Zifei laughed, "Even if it is, he is still the most beautiful ghost."

Jun Shaoqing was ashamed, they actually just let it go...

"Roar—" Xiaobai's roar came from outside.

"The second plan is started!" The ninth prince of the Yansheng Dynasty suddenly shouted, with a serious look on his face.

“Second plan?”

"run!!!"

After the Ninth Prince finished speaking, the others began to run away one after another. Nalan Zhenyue was stunned, and Jun Shaoqing was even more stunned.

Is this the end?

"It's really boring." Mo Zifei said slowly.

"really!"

Nalan Zhenyue and Mo Zifei left the camp, and several figures were jumping outside, and the fat man shouted, "Xiao Zhenyue, why are you here too?"

"Why don't you come?"

"No one can escape if you are just a little macaque! I dare to capture this uncle, I care whether you are the prince or the emperor!"

The fat man kicked the Ninth Prince in the ass, and the Ninth Prince burst into tears at this time.

Although I wanted to eliminate Nalan Zhenyue, I completely underestimated the friends around her and took them as hostages? They were almost wiped out!

It attracted Nalan Zhenyue, but he became a prisoner without even touching a single hair.

"Did these people be killed or killed!" Qian Wei said in a daze.

"Kill it!"

"How about keep it and be servants for us?"

The fat man rolled his eyes, "That's a pretty little girl, what can these big men do?"

"Let us go, we are also obsessed with it for a while, so let us go--"

"Give me your life!"

Wen Qing asked slowly, "Zhenyue, what do you think?"

"No matter how you give up, you can keep it, and you can kill it."

The face paralysis seemed to sigh, but she still had no expression on her face, "Actually, I don't really want to kill and abuse, but why do you bully me?"

Jiang Wei burst out laughing.

The fat man simply sat on the Ninth Prince as a bench, "When will we go back?"

"Just in these few days, what's in your hands?"

"It's on the side of Huohuo!"

"Madam, here, here, here!" Xiao Huohuo raised his hand and shouted with a smile.

Mo Zifei suddenly looked around, and there was a deserted area around him. This was the place of lifelessness formed after the war. These people built the tent here.

The Land of No Life is also the ancient road of hell, and Mo Zifei's brow frowned slightly.

"How many people have you killed?"

The fat man was stunned, and even Nalan Zhenyue couldn't understand.

"No, there are all-in-"

The fat man and the others turned around, but they saw mummies, all the blood on their bodies was flowing clean, and the blood was penetrated into the land.
Chapter completed!
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