---The iron fan rotates in the air, making a magnetic sound at night.---
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Hearing this, Jun Ziyan couldn't help but laugh. Ever since he was sent to this ghost place, his titles have been changing every day. First he was the general's wife, then Mr. Jun, Mr. Jun. Five days ago, he was Mr. Jun, the lawyer, and now he is treating himself in this place.
The unfavorable man heard the title "Mr. Jun" from his mouth!
When he thought about it, Jun Ziyan's nervousness was replaced by thoughts of self-entertainment, and the smile on his lips became even bigger. He said calmly: "Of course I am afraid, but can you please let Ziyan die clearly? On the road to Huangquan, if
When Black and White Wuchang asked about it, Ziyan finally had an explanation for them."
In the voice that sounded like a joke, there was still the same frivolous and unruly tone.
The silver-clad man's exposed lips were raised coldly, his charming eyes briefly admiring, and he picked up the fragrant tea he poured for himself. It didn't touch his throat, but he knew that the tea tasted very good. He sipped it lightly on his lips, like
He was dressed in light blue, as pale as still water.
"Mr. Jun, Wu Ming admires Wu Ming's determination so much. For a moment, Wu Ming couldn't help but make a face, but he couldn't bear to kill you." The iron fan in his hand was suddenly placed on the table, and the cold voice could not tell whether he was moved or not.
"Unnamed? When Ziyan is on his way to hell, do you know who is collecting the debt? It's not like being taken advantage of. Alas - it's just that Ziyan still doesn't understand why you want to kill Ziyan!" Junzi Yanquan glanced at the table with an indifferent gaze.
The iron fan on the bed was blowing her breath away under the lamp, causing cold sweat to form on her forehead.
"Anonymous murderers never ask who their employer is. If you are satisfied with the killing money, you will accept it; if you are not satisfied, you will not accept it, that's all!" The man in silver raised his eyes slightly and replied coldly, what seemed to be the good tea in the cup of his hand.
Satisfied, I tasted it three times and made myself a cup in the meantime.
If the murderous aura in him wasn't so strong, Jun Ziyan would have thought for a moment that this person was talking to him.
"Oh? Zi Yan is just curious about how much he is worth. I can actually satisfy you!" Jun Ziyan waited for the water in the pot to boil before he stood up and poured a pot. Every movement seemed calm and calm, and you can see it if you look closely.
A slight tremor comes out.
"One million taels of silver!" the silver-clad man replied with a sneer, his voice filled with murderous intent, rising and falling freely in the brewing room.
Jun Ziyan was stunned for a moment, then smiled slowly: "One million! It is indeed an attractive amount!"
The cold sweat on her temples slipped quietly as she fell silent. It seemed that this time she was dead and didn't know who was behind the scenes? Damn, she had carried it all the way.
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"I would like to report to your lord, all the inns and inns in the capital have been raided one by one, and no 'Iron Fan Nameless' has been seen wandering around the city." A soldier reported to Su Shajue, who was sitting on a snow-white handsome horse.
Prince Su's three thousand elite soldiers searched the entire city, but there was no trace of 'Iron Fan Wuming'. For an hour, their efforts were in vain.
Duan Mu cupped his fists and said: "Your Majesty, maybe the 'Iron Fan Wuming' has not left the capital yet."
"Impossible, the information about the 'Wo Qian Pavilion' will not be wrong. The generals will obey the order. Every place in the capital must be strictly monitored and guarded, and no suspicious people can be allowed to appear." Su Shajue shouted fiercely, and the king's power showed.
Awe-inspiring.
"I obey!" Duan Mu and the general did not dare to make any mistakes, and immediately accepted the order with fists clasped in their hands!
Su Shajue's expression became more and more serious, and his hand holding the reins tightened so hard that it hurt without even realizing it.
An unknown feeling suddenly hit me, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he immediately galloped towards Yu Fengxuan on horseback.
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Yufengxuan
The snow gauze cup in his hand was gently placed on the table. The man with the silverware sneered and said coldly: "Mr. Jun, Wuming has drunk this tea. Why not take advantage of the ugly time is approaching and the time is perfect, and wait for Wuming to give you a ride!" The man with the silverware said. He picked up the iron fan on the table and opened it lightly. His movements were astonishing, and half of the mask flickered.
Hearing this, Jun Ziyan's heart suddenly sank, sweat broke out on his forehead, and his breathing became rapid and uneasy. However, he still managed to remain calm and said with a wild smile: "Your Excellency has such kind intentions, it's really a shame!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the iron fan in the silver man's hand was thrown away with his backhand. The iron fan circled in the air and made a strange sound in the night.
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