“Are you sure Jun Mu Yan is really dead?” Cold and clear eyes stared dead at Blood Sword Gate's men.

The man bowed: "From the blue cloud realm, all the way to the blue realm, the purple cloud realm, there was no news of Junmuyan along the way. Including that fugitive door that's been empty for a long time, a depression. The subordinates also went to the nearby homestead to investigate. They also said they had not seen Junmuyan appear. More than half a month ago, they also heard the crying from the Gate. ”

Cold and crisp eyes burst into flashes, “Okay! How wonderful!! As long as a person is alive, it is impossible to evaporate the world without leaving a trace. Now that no one has seen Junmuyan, coupled with the crying from the Gateway, it proves that the bitch was really killed by Master! ”

The news of Junmuyan's death has not been confirmed before. Plus, Cold Qing Wan looked up to herself very highly. She felt that she could crush everyone with her strength alone, so she could be famous.

Today, she has been beaten in the face by Ye Liangchen three times and four times. Today, she has been robbed.

Oh, a district bitch, dare step on her feet!

And that stupid bunch of scumbags in the ruins of the sky, they dare mock themselves.

By the time you reach the Emperor's heart, you will surely have to let all the ruins die without burial.

That's right!

What's it like to be on your own with a lowlife monk from the mainland?

Isn't it important to catch the Emperor's heart?

Cold Qing Wan took a deep breath and slowly removed the veil that had been over her face.

Oh, it's time for everyone to know that she's Junmuyan, the future hostess of the extreme!

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Purple Cloud Realm, Dingbei Hou Fu.

“Master Hou, forgive me! Forgive me... Ahhh!! ”

Bang--!

A bloody mist burst and countless pieces of flesh broke into pieces and splattered.

Wearing a black robe, he wrapped his whole body in stern and solid Chuxinitis, stepped on the flesh and bones of the ground, listened to the squeaking noise coming from under his feet, and his restlessness was better.

“Crap, you can't even do that! ”

“Master Hou, Elder Lu Yulu said yes... if you want to see him! ”

Chu Xinyin cold-blooded: “Let him in. ”

Lu Yu is a middle-aged man who looks a bit short and dirty.

Naturally rugged back, thin hair, no wrinkles on skin, yet greasy all year round.

Such a person walks out of the house, making people shy away, disgusting and disgusting.

But how many of you can imagine that this man is a master at the pinnacle of tricks?

He has a perverse habit of abusing beautiful beauties, men and women alike, so long as they get to him, they won't let him abuse their skin without perfection.

But he also has a brilliant mind, a vicious, fierce, powerful mind.

So he is also the most powerful heart under Chu Xinyin's hand.

As soon as Lu Yu entered the door, he smelled a stinking smell.

The foot is more of a sticky, nauseating touch.

But his face didn't even change, and he knelt obnoxiously toward Chu Xinyin, kneeling on the bones of the crushed flesh, "Master Hou, the trace of the prince has been found. ”

Chu Xinyin's eyes lit up when he heard the words. He was in a hurry to breathe. "Seriously? Where's the sinner? Why didn't you bring him back? ”

Lu Yu shook his head: “The Prince did not appear in reality, but as a floating dust, appeared in the ruins of the sky, next to Ye Liangchen. ”

“Bastard!” Chu Xin's face suddenly twisted, “he knew Ye Liangchen's identity! ”