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Chapter 645

The incident in Mingling Mountain did not spread.

Those who can silence their mouths have been silent, and those who cannot silence their mouths have remained silent for various reasons.

It is impossible for the Ziyi Hou to spread the scenes recorded by the crystal ball everywhere, and Qin He is not a gossip.

So this matter calmed down.

The capital city did not even have rumors.

The demon dragon messenger who only knew how to kill Thousand Swords finally got out of the capital in shame. The only thing about the demon dragon messenger, the tiger monster and the leopard monster were destroyed was still talked about by people.

After it spread widely, even people in every corner heard about this matter slowly.

The green brothel dances like lightning strikes.

When the news reached her ears, the demon dragon mission was already dead and fled.

She thought that the Blood-Winged Bat King would definitely send her hands to find her, which was also the reason why she gritted her teeth and insisted in Cuiqinglou.

But unexpectedly, the Blood-Winged Bat King sent the saint-bag of the Lizard Dragon.

As a result, there was no accident at all. The regiment suffered losses and the generals were defeated, and the Lizard Dragon fled in a panic. It might not even have sent its troops to find it.

Without the mission, it was undoubtedly several times more difficult for her to escape from the Cuichun Building.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Compared to Huan Qingwu's sorrow, Wei Wu was ecstatic.

In the vast abyss world, the sky is round and the place is full and the probability of two people meeting is so small that it is hopeless.

However, the animal in Qinhe is actually in Lin'an City!!

This is Wei Wu’s biggest gain since he came to this abyss world.

When he saw the Nanming Lihuo burning and swallowing an entire building, his tears came down with excitement.

What he felt was the fire that Qin He set off.

As expected, the news then intermittently entered the Cuiqing Building, killing demons, burning corpses, Lihuo of Nanming, and the bodies of the two leaders were dragged away and disappeared.

Everything is the classic Qinhe style, and he will not change it when he reaches the abyss.

Wei Wu once thought that Qin He might have had an accident.

Because no matter how he worships Qin He's statue, he has no response.

But now, this beast is nothing, and it is still very comfortable to live. Even the missionary of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom dares to move.

Oh my god!

After confirming this, Wei Wu suddenly felt that he had found the backbone and suddenly he was not so lonely.

At the same time... I was also a little bit gritted.

Because he couldn't figure it out, since this animal was in Lin'an, why didn't he contact him?

Why didn't he respond to worshipping immortals?

In front of the statue, Wei Wu almost said clearly: If you don’t come, I will be sleeped by someone else!

As soon as he entered this layer of thought, Wei Wu became more and more angry the more he thought about it.

Think about myself, the commander of the Feiyu Guard, the power, status and the trust of the young emperor, I dare not say that it is above ten thousand people, and below one person, at least it is the most powerful boss with great power. He wants to get the wind and rain.

In order to come to this abyss world with Qin He and abandon everything.

As a result, he accidentally entered the fire pit, and he couldn't come to rescue him?

It's intolerable, too much.

Livestock!

Son of a bitch!

Scumbag!

...

“Haha!”

“Haha!”

“Hao!!”

At the gate of Zijing Commercial Bank, Qin He sneezes three times without any warning.

Opposite, the smile on the little shopkeeper's face was stiff. He reached out and slowly pinched a piece of hawthorn skin from his forehead. He bounced out with disgust, and then wiped the saliva on his face, his face twitched: "Brother, are you... catching a cold?"

I saw Qin He again a few days later, and he was very excited.

When Qinhe comes, it means that the performance is coming. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Whether you can make a comeback depends on this order.

As a result, Qin He sneezes three times, spitting his face.

"Stop asking this kind of question of not getting rich." Qin He glanced at him, looked up at the sky with anger, thinking to himself which bastard was scolding him again?

Lizard Dragon?

But... it's not right.

Even if he scolds, the bear demon should be the one who sneezes, and it has nothing to do with him.

Wei Wu?

It's very likely.

Whenever that little bastard encounters some hardship, he likes to curse people behind his back.

A little bastard, could it be someone else's turn?

Qin He couldn't help but think of it hatefully.ъìQυGΕtV.℃ǒΜ

The shopkeeper did not dare to answer the conversation, and his neck shrank, and hurriedly invited Qin He into a separate reception room. After serving tea, he rubbed his hands and asked, "Brother, what good things are you bringing this time?"
Chapter completed!
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