The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

After a brief conversation with Su Qiu, Su Yan headed towards the dungeon.

Su Qiu deliberately sent someone to lead Su Yan forward.

To put it, this bandit's nest is built to look alike.

Even hostage-taking places are perfectly built, with separate studios one after another.

Under dusk lights, a bed, a table, a stool, and a cup of water.

One room at a time, almost exactly the same.

She walked in along these rooms.

Until halfway there was a hidden sound inside.

There's a little sarcasm between the words.

“Young Master Cheng was praised for his talent. ”

Listening to the sound, Su Yan searched for the past.

Standing outside the iron cell, he clearly saw the excessive amount of blue-faced swelling falling on the ground, as well as the faceless elements standing beside him.

It seemed to notice movement outside, and the elements raised their heads.

The dark eyes looked at Su Smoke.

A long time later, he grinned his lips.

There was no laughter in his eyes, and his thin, cold lips seemed to mock.

“Coming?”

He talks.

Su Smoke looked at him.

The sight fell on his arm.

The wounded arm, wrapped in white gauze, was again infected with blood.

It appears that there are several more injuries.

With a row on the back of his hand.

The wound looks dirty and bloody.

Throw a dagger on the ground.

He was wearing military boots and happened to be stepping on that dagger.

Su Yan slightly twisted his eyebrow.

Yuanzi looked at her and laughed from deep down her throat.

“It hurts. ”

He said, as if there was a great deal of resentment, he stepped on Cheng Junyu.

Cheng Junyu mumbled.

Asthma.

Looks like they had a long time before Su Yan arrived.

Looking at the rest of the range, I don't even have the strength to climb up.

Su Yan didn't know much about what was going on between the warlords.

However, for the first time, she saw Yuanzi's hand automatically.

Do you have to fight?

In my head, little flowers are tangled.

Do you want to tell your host that last night, after drinking, your host told you that the kingdom is a big fish?

However, it does not seem to have much to do with the present.

Look how tense the atmosphere is.

Why don't you wait till you get out of the dungeon?

Su Yan asked very seriously.

“When are you done?

I can wait outside the dungeon. ”

There's probably some secrets to be told about this between warlords.

She'd better wait outside.

Elephant frowned.

“Oh, don't you mind? ”

Su Yan is silent.

Yuanzizhang's hand reached out of the railing and grabbed Su Yan's arm.

Pull hard. Pull the man close to the wooden fence.

“Do you care or pretend you don't care? ”

Su Yan

“Be clear. ”

It always felt like he had been angry with her since she entered the dungeon.

I didn't say anything, but I thought the sentence was stinging.

The prick is uncomfortable.

Yuanzi smiled.

“Ah, yeah, you're drunk, you don't know anything. ”

Just as the laughter faded away.

“Do you feel grieved at my face every day? ”

Elephant's dark eyes stared at her.

She held her arm in her arms.

Screwed raw pain

“The man of choice fell on the floor and laughed strongly at me. Miss White Peony really tried her best. ”

She understood those words.

Then, he looked down and looked at the balance.

So, what exactly did Cheng Junyu say to Won-zi??