"There are two brushes!" A hint of surprise flashed across Su Muli's eyes, and then quickly returned to a half-smile.
The Ice Soul Sword in Tang Ling'er's hand was still shining with light, but her beautiful face became even colder. She stepped forward step by step until she was in front of the boy in cloth. The Ice Soul Sword was aimed at the boy's neck, and her lips were swollen.
The words that came out seemed to be mixed with the air of ice, "Hand over the file, and I will spare you this time."
The smile on the face of the commoner boy had already subsided, and he showed no fear when facing the Ice Soul Sword. He raised his eyes, shrugged, and took out the file from the storage ring, "Here you go."
Tang Ling'er took the file, glanced at the young man with complicated eyes, turned her head decisively, and walked directly in the direction of the coffin.
Seeing this, Murong Ran clenched her little hands tightly, staring at the young man with a look that seemed a little regretful, and then lowered her head again before anyone noticed. She still had a lot of experience in the Lost Continent, and she had plenty of opportunities.
Everyone seemed to be surprised by the young man's reaction. It stands to reason that the young man who was so tough at the beginning would definitely fight to the end, but who would have expected that the result turned out to be so unsatisfactory.
However, there was a flash of appreciation in the eyes of Mo Qingluo and the others. The result of the battle was out, and there was no need to risk their own lives for the so-called dignity.
"Princess Murong, with your kind-hearted nature, you won't want to rob their files, right?" The girl in yellow on the side looked at Murong Ran with deep meaning. After adjusting her breath, Murong Ran's injuries must have been healed.
It's almost good, but I don't know how she will react.
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes to Murong Ran at the same time. The other people holding the dossier looked at Murong Ran with searching eyes. If Murong Ran also wanted to snatch the dossier, one of them would definitely be eliminated. After all,
, Murong Ran’s strength is not fake.
Murong Ran raised her eyes, her delicate face had regained some rosiness, her eyes were still moist, and her charming appearance was particularly pitiful.
The body leaning against the pillar moved slightly, and the innocence in his eyes was still the same as before when he looked at everyone, "What robbery?"
The girl in yellow had obvious disdain on her face, and her tone was obviously not very good, "Oh? You mean you won't snatch their files?"
The nine people holding the dossier looked at Murong Ran without blinking, for fear of missing a trace of his expression, but they saw that Murong Ran's eyes were full of ignorant innocence, and his voice was particularly pitiful, "If I don't snatch the dossier, then
, will I be eliminated?”
"Tsk~" The girl in yellow sneered disdainfully, and then looked at Murong Ran seriously, "What if I told you?"
Hearing this, Murong Ran's innocent eyes were gradually replaced by apologies. He raised his eyes to look at everyone with firm eyes, "Father told me that I must achieve good results in the Lost Continent in order to serve me."
The mother-in-law is qualified to enter the imperial mausoleum."
Murong Ran's biological mother was a palace maid with a low status, so she naturally had no way of entering the Emperor's Mausoleum.
Although the hostility in everyone's eyes has not diminished, there is a hint of understanding. A younger girl among the nine people stood up hesitantly, her voice full of entanglement, but in the end it all turned into determination, "In this case