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Eight hundred and thirtieth eight chapters forced confession(2/2)

He is good at fighting, but he is good at coaxing people! He is not very professional.

At this point, he and Sikong Jiannan were almost at odds. If that guy was allowed to come, he would be able to clear up the matter. Without a few brushes, he wouldn't be able to get so many ex-girlfriends around him.

There must be one in there, but most people don't have that kind of skills.

The night is still dark.

This mountain forest also became peaceful because of it.

Zhao Yun sat under the old tree, holding a magnifying glass in one hand and a map in the other. He looked over and over again, looking carefully. The master of the Rashomon Sect said that all the treasures were inside.

It is true to say that he is a straight man.

I don't think about coaxing girls, my mind is full of treasures.

Moon God looked at it and took a deep breath. Such a motivated and good young man is rare in the world. She had done so many evil things in her previous life before she encountered such a thing.

"No!"

Zhao Yun scratched his head and searched for most of the night, but could not find the Yunyougu. To his dismay, he really wanted to ask the master of the Luosheng Sect again and ask that girl if she was trying to trick me.

In the early morning, the aroma of meat fills the mountains and forests.

Someone showed off their cooking skills again and stewed a pot full of meat.

"Can't eat."

"Don't eat."

Gulu!

It was so early in the morning, and the situation was so awkward.

Mr. Zhao is warm-hearted, but the other one is tough-talking and honest.

Cry and cry.

You have to eat.

After the meal, Zhao Yun disappeared again.

There were no stars in broad daylight, and it was difficult to see the stars. He didn't go to see the stars. He ran back and forth in the forbidden area, looking all the way, looking for treasures and formation patterns.

It was at night that I saw him returning.

The bonfire was lit, and another big iron pot was lit.

Zhao Yun was okay, but the head of the Luosheng Sect had a strange expression. There were a few times when she could see her mouth slightly open, as if she wanted to say something. However, she didn't say anything.

"Urgent urination?"

Zhao Yun glanced sideways and asked tentatively?

The head of the Rashomon Sect did not answer, and simply turned his head away.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun coughed dryly and released the seal.

The head of the Rashomon Sect covered his lower abdomen and left as if running away, his cheeks turning red.

Embarrassed again.

I didn't see her come back for a long time.

Zhao Yun was quite stable and enjoyed reading the ancient book.

No rush.

He was not in a hurry.

When it was time to come back, she came back by herself.

Sure enough, the master of the Rashomon Sect came back soon, and there was a big guy chasing her behind him. She thought it would be convenient to find a place to hide, but unexpectedly she ran into a ferocious beast.

"Get lost."

Zhao Yun opened his mouth and drank loudly.

When the ferocious beast heard this, he turned around and ran away without a trace.

"Are you still running?"

Zhao Yun turned his head and glanced at the master of the Luosheng Sect.

The leader of the Rashomon Sect was just breathing heavily and wanted to run away. He didn't have a good posture. This forbidden area was full of pits. He could bump into ferocious beasts at any time. He was afraid that he would be snatched away before he could get out.

Night falls quietly.

It still smells like meat, which makes you feel good after smelling it.

This time, Zhao Yun did not make him the master of the Luosheng Sect. He came here by himself. He had been embarrassed a few times. He didn’t care if he did it again. He didn’t forget to look at Zhao Yun when he drank the soup. How could such a shameless guy be so good?

The craftsmanship and the soup are delicious.

After seeing the stars, Zhao Yun fell down and fell asleep.

As for the other one, he worked extra hard and made progress.

The so-called hard work and progress means trying hard to restore your cultivation, frequently running the skills, the forbidden area is dangerous, there are pitfalls wherever you go, and there is Ji Hen. If you don't protect her, she will be destroyed one day. It is still necessary to restore your cultivation.

Cheng Tianwu was the first to deal with this thing.

Um?

For a moment, she suddenly opened her eyes.

She was looking at Zhao Yun with a strange look in her eyes.

No wonder she was like this, it was just because there was an extra person beside Zhao Yun, a woman, who was it?...Whisper line, the scenery was beautiful at night, and she wanted to run out for a walk, so she sat next to Zhao Yun and held his arm.

Zhao Yun's arm was crooked on Zhao Yun's shoulder.

"The living dead?"

The master of the Rashomon Sect saw him and narrowed his beautiful eyes.

There is no mistaking it. It is definitely a living dead. It is precisely because he is a dead person that he can enter Ji Hen's Lord of the Rings. In the first few moments, the girl came out of the Lord of the Rings. Looking at her posture, she should be the same as the Lord of the Rings.

Ji Hen has a close relationship, maybe they are still husband and wife.

He has a wife?

The look in the head of the Rashomon Sect was even more strange. She had so much information about the Holy Son of Tianzong, but she didn’t say that the boy had a wife! Moreover, he was still a living dead, and his state was very delicate. He was undoubtedly dead, but he was already dead.

A certain way to live in the world.

"Weird."

The head of the Rashomon clan murmured and looked at it again and again.

Tianwu, who has as much experience as she does, can't see the slightest clue.

Why!

Her sigh came out of nowhere.

So, what kind of love is it, separated by life and death?
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