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Chapter 110: The Messenger of the Night【3】

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"Master, I didn't find the little girl. Bai Xiaosheng Novel Website www

On a cliff, a man knelt down on one knee. In front of him, a tall man stood on the cliff. If he took one step forward, he would fall into the abyss.

The man was wearing a dark red shawl, which rustled in the wind. It was untied and untied and hung loosely behind his back. It was as smooth and smooth as fine silk satin.

Just a silhouette from the back makes people afraid to look at it, let alone the front.[

"Useless stuff."

The man slowly turned around, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, adding to the sultry look. His red lips pursed slightly, half-smiling, and his skin was whiter than snow, as if it was slightly emitting a silvery white light.

"Master, please punish me."

"That little girl is really as weird as you said."

"This is the first time for me to meet such an extraordinary little girl. She is only eight years old, but she gives off the feeling of a Shura."

"I hope it's as you said and you won't disappoint me. It's rumored that the fifth lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion is a fool, but she didn't expect to be a genius. It's getting more and more interesting."

The man smiled, making the man kneeling on the ground stunned.

"I'll give you three days to catch that girl. My killer organization just needs a girl."

Feng Xiliang's cold tone made the person kneeling on the ground feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"yes."

The man underground looked up again. The man in dark red clothes standing in front of him had disappeared.

It was as if it had never appeared before, but at the bottom of the cliff, a dark red figure stood with his arms stepping on the raised rocks and falling down.

White mist floated around him, and below was the source of life. The man's expression did not change at all, as if this was not a cliff, but an ordinary mountain road.

He is like the messenger of the dark night, like a black butterfly that attracts many people.

He landed lightly on a relatively spacious stone, stretched out his slender fingers and pointed at the stone wall.

A secret door slowly opened, like a dark abyss with no bottom.

He walked in slowly. In such a dark light, he actually didn't use any light, which showed that his inner strength was amazing.

After walking a dark distance, some subtle light gradually emerged.

There is actually a cave under this cliff, which looks quite big. There is an oil lamp every five meters to illuminate the surrounding scene.[
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