Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

Luo Liuling didn't hide it, and chuckled lightly: "Although Liesha's power in Yun Country is gone, the main helm is in the abyss of the North Sea. Although their power in Yun Country has been pulled out, after all, it is not a heavy hand. hit?"

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"How to say?" Luo Liuling raised his eyebrows, wanting to hear Feng Qingcheng's thoughts.

"The dark forces on this continent are not only fierce killings, but also the ghost shadow gate in the desert and the blood building in the death valley. These are dark organizations that dominate one side." It hasn't happened before, but our mercenary family dominates the world, which will definitely cause uneasiness to the other two major forces."

Luo Liuling knew about the Ghost Shadow Gate in the desert and the Blood Tower in Death Valley, but he had only heard about it, but never understood it. [

However, Feng Qingcheng has a lot of understanding of these dark forces.

"Continue." Luo Liuling narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips began to twitch.

"Besides, Liesha has become what it is today, but the blood building that is allied with Liesha has never appeared. I don't know what to pay attention to." Feng Qingcheng sighed lightly, her eyebrows knit into knots, as if she was silent about the blood building. Very puzzled.

Liesha and Xuelou were originally a branch. The Tianluo Palace, which was a sensation in the past, was divided into two dark organizations for unknown reasons, Liesha and Xuelou.

Blood building?Luo Liuling smiled indifferently, the so-called Blood Tower actually wanted him to disturb the peace of this continent and solve the fierce killing.

Although they are separated, they are no longer a family, each with their own thoughts and sinister hearts.

"You know a lot more than I do, so I want to learn from you?" Luo Liuling stood up, with his hands behind his back, his eyes glanced at a painting on the wall intentionally or unintentionally.

Draw an exquisite person, coming by the wind, red clothes fluttering, stunning and enchanting, a silver thread in his hand, flying around.

The person in the painting was none other than Luo Liuling.

This red, but Luo Liuling only wore it once, because she has a slight resistance to this red, this red is just like that bewitching blood.

Seeing Luo Liuling looking at the painting, Feng Qingcheng smiled slightly: "You know who painted it."

Luo Liuling's heart sank, and she turned her head to look at Feng Qingcheng, her eyes full of puzzlement.

Feng Qingcheng smiled triumphantly, looking at the painting, she seemed to think of something, and couldn't help laughing: "This painting was painted by Ye Wang of Nanguo."

Hearing that it was painted by Shang, Luo Liuling couldn't help blurting out: "Why is this painting here with you?"

Feng Qingcheng raised her chin, her eyes were full of fox's cunning: "Who told him to always oppress me, I stole it from him."

He saw this painting by accident, and then casually put a landscape painting in Ye Wushang's package.

If not, why didn't Ye Wushang find out.

He must have left in a hurry and didn't have time to check it. When he saw it, he didn't know what it looked like.

Angry, angry, thinking of this, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help laughing, and felt a lot more comfortable in his heart. [

But this painter is so good that he has to admire it, and it also makes him a little jealous.

Luo Liuling withdrew his gaze, and couldn't help but nodded Feng Qingcheng's head: "Okay, I'll go see everyone."

"Well, you should go and have a look." Feng Qingcheng stopped smiling and nodded.