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

The number one strange story in the Southern Kingdom, the prince of thousands of girls with wind and demons for a little girl. tu>

For a moment, the hidden guards couldn't help shaking their heads. This must be an illusion, yes, it is an illusion.

"Give you a chance, if you don't leave, I will not be polite."

Ye Wushang's words were very cold, and he could catch up with Luo Liuling.

These people dared to say anything, in pain and unable to run, they stood up and rode away. Only the scholar took a look at Ye Wushang before he sat on the horse and disappeared into the woods with the remaining horse thieves. [

Ye Wushang sat back in the carriage, his body was still as clean as ever, without any trace of dirt.

Soon, the carriage moved forward quickly again.

But this forest has a faint smell of blood, as if it is witnessing what just happened.

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"Phoenix Lord, that little girl must be dead. No one who entered this deep foggy forest came out alive. Even if she is powerful, she cannot still be alive."

Several men knelt on the ground with nervous expressions on their faces. Lord Feng asked them to go in and look for that little girl. Going in would mean sending them to death.

"How could that little girl die?"

A cold light flashed in Feng Xiliang's eyes, that little girl was captured by him and trained to be a female killer, she had the most potential.

How could it be possible to die like this? He didn't believe it, didn't he believe it, but there was a slight pain in his heart.

This little girl should be dead, dragged into the deep forest by that giant python, will she survive? He has been deceiving himself and others all along.

"You all go down!"

Suddenly, Feng Xiliang felt a burst of fatigue in his body, he waved his hand, his face was very worried.

The subordinates kept secretly laughing, finally they could not go to that ghostly deep forest, life is the most important thing.

The door was slowly closed, and the whole room was filled with darkness, only a dark red figure was sitting in the middle, neither the face nor the expression could be seen clearly.

The only thing that can be felt is that his mood is very unstable. Surrounded by black, he looks like a sculpture of the dark night.

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The carriage galloped all the way, and soon arrived at the capital, and the person who came back earlier to report the news reached the Xiangfu's ears.

Outside the city gate, people from his own prime minister's mansion were waiting.