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Chapter 153 Leaf Logo

() Suddenly stopped at the door, Mu Yun's heart twitched fiercely, and he was ready. As long as someone dared to come in, he would break out and escape.

He can bear it.

Mingjiao, an unpredictable force, even the rulers of the Daming dynasty must be afraid.

Now he has an idea. This vast world is called Daming Realm, not because the Ming Dynasty is the most powerful, but because of the ancient Mingism.

He is afraid of this power, and he can never provoke it.

"Yang Zixuan, you are really a waste, a little thing is not good ..."

"The deputy owner of the Qing Dynasty, this ... is indeed a negligence, and should not start with the people in Pingchuan City ..."

"Huh! Are you just a little wrong? First, you shouldn't start with Pingchuan City.

Sending the situation; third, whether you seize the pupils or not, you have to deal with the victim. This is the most important thing ... "

"It is precisely that you didn't do this. Do you know that it is easy to expose us like this? Do you think the guy of the criminal house of Pingchuan City eats shit? Or do you think that Jin Yiwei like a dog will not be aware of it?"

"The deputy owner of the Qing Dynasty, I ... I also want to complete your task as soon as possible, so ..."

"Huh! This time, if you have the next time, don't blame me for being merciless!"

"Yes ..."

"After a while, the son of the master of Dade Hall is going to come to Pingchuan City. You pass the message and let everyone prepare. This time, you must capture him anyway ..."

Listening to the voice of a man and a woman outside, Mu Yun's face was sinking. He could be sure that the murderer who dug the little boy's eyes was the man outside, called Yang Zixuan.

The woman who spoke was a deputy owner. Although she didn't know the internal organization of the Ming religion, listening to the woman's tone, her status should not be low.

"The deputy owner of the Qing Dynasty? Qing? Is it the family of Qinggu?" Mu Yun moved in his heart, and his eyes flashed.

Just when he was nervous, he heard the footsteps outside go away, frowned, and the secret of his heart was luck?

Waiting for a long time, there was no one outside. He opened the door carefully, lurked out, and checked it carefully. If he could find some evidence to prove that the deputy owner of the Qing Dynasty was in touch with the Qinggu family, he could

Anti -countering Qinggu.

Half a month ago, listening to Hongyan girl said that Yang Xi had a ruthless hand interrupted Qinggu's two legs, and Jing told the other party not to find him trouble. In half a month, Qinggu did not find him trouble.

With such a great insult with Qinggu's Xing, you will never give up.

Although he didn't want to be in trouble with Qinggu, he would not be polite if Qinggu was looking for him again.

In the world of destiny, Mu Yun and his life were discussed with the spirit of life. He used several jade life leaves and followed the sense of summoning in the bottom of his heart.

[Ranking of Pingchuan City Dividencies]!

At first glance, the ecstasy SE in Mu Yun's heart was surged. I opened it and read the contents inside. They have detailed information records for each teacher, such as age, repair, family address, family members, etc.

Then, then

Mu Yun held back his heart in his heart, a page of flipping the roster in one page, but after a long time, he couldn't find the information about the Qing editor -in -chief.

However, he was not at all without gain. When he turned to the last page, there was a name in the lower right corner: Qingzhi Rong (remember). Obviously this book is recorded by this youth.

"Green? Isn't it Qing?" Mu Yun frowned, thinking that it was wrong?

取出学员令牌,将整本花名册一页页的记录成影像,随后将花名册重新放入暗格内,潜伏出大厅,小心的趴伏在船上,回到岸边儿,原路返回,

Out of this house.

As soon as the footsteps fell to the ground, he had a throbbing in his heart, and it seemed to have encountered any danger.

With a snoring sound, a cold light beheaded his nose, and his body rolled one by one, avoiding the knife cut. This is a ghost head against the sword, and the sword wind gives people a sense of warmth.

"Who are you?" Yang Zixuan stared at Mu Yun coldly.

"Yang Zixuan?" Mu Yun moved in his heart and listened to the sound. This man was Yang Zixuan, who was affected by the deputy owner in the passage, and the murderer who dug the little boy's eyes.

With a snoring sound, Mu Yun rushed out. The blade fluctuations just now must have attracted the attention of the moat. He didn't want to be arrested by the guards of the city forces to bear the 100th army sticks.

Yang Zixuan also seemed a little urgent, glanced at Mu Yun's back, and then turned over the wall into the house, disappearing.

After the ten interests, Mu Yun had traveled to a small alley. With a loud noise, he saw a vacant boat passing over the top of his head and walked towards the direction of the fight just now.

Flying in the alley, passing through the street, he soon came to the slum. At this time, it was already late at night. The light shone lanterns showed a weak light, shining on him, reflecting a long shadow.

Outside the ruined tent, Mu Yun glanced at the next surroundings. It was determined that no one saw himself. He flashed into the tent and woke up before the sleeping young woman.

Will wake up.

Then he took out the jar of the storage pupil, carefully took out the pupils, fainted the little boy in the same way, and then disassembled the cotton cloth.

Inside.

"Put it!" Mu Yun's soul conveyed fluctuations to mate.

Life Jing nodded slightly, pinched the seal with both hands, and surrounded the RU White SE airflow around him. Soon, a green leaf forming with a strong fragrance of medicine.

"Use this green leaf for the little boy quickly!" The lunar roar of life jing.

Mu Yun's soul immediately fluctuated and used this special green leaf.

Soon, Mu Yun saw a weak light from the eyes of the little boy, and the strong life atmosphere exuded.

He knows that the eyes of the little boy can be replaced with light.

"Xiaoyunzi, do you cure his eyes so well, how do you explain?" Jing Ling asked suddenly.

Mu Yun stunned, he did not think about this problem.

After thinking about it, he used the abandoned gauze of the little boy to draw a leaf shape, gently put it on the little boy's body, and reversed the tent.

"What does this mean?" Jing Xing asked.
Chapter completed!
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