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2091 - Come with me

"I... I was wrong..."

"Lord Murong..."

"It's all... all my fault..."

"I uttered wild words..."

"You... you spare me, I... I don't want to die... I don't want to die..."

The young master of Qiyao Pavilion, Shan Jue, trembled his lips, covered in blood and sweat, and was in a state of extreme panic.

If he had been given a chance to choose again, he might not have set foot on this battleship at all...

click...

A bone cracking sound came again...

I saw the head of the young master of the Qiyao Pavilion, Shan Jue, directly landed on the ground...

Those eyes were wide open, as if showing the extreme unwillingness in his heart...

But no matter how unwilling it is at this moment, I can only choose to bear it silently...

"The young master of the Qiyao Pavilion maliciously slandered the bishop, and has now been executed by the bishop!"

"This bishop is taking you to Guangming Academy to participate in the admissions assessment! I wanted to have a smooth journey, but some people just want to make trouble!"

"From now on, if my bishop hears such nonsense again, he will be severely punished!"

As soon as Murong Yu, the third-rank red-clothed archbishop of the first-class Light Alliance Temple, said, his eyes gradually gathered in his eyes. As he spoke, the coldness became more and more intense, with a gnawing oppressive force, as if he could People are instantly wrapped and devoured.

At this moment, how can all the melon-eating people around dare to be disrespectful?They all fell into silence.

The young master of the Qiyao Pavilion, Shan Jue, is an example...

Now this guy is dead. Speaking of which, his father is still a saint. Even if the Archbishop in Murong Hong didn't show face, if it were them, wouldn't they kill him every minute?

Now they are all in a posture of saving the dog's life...

Jing Zhan, the god son of the Temple of the Light Alliance in the Qingtian Sanctuary, who was standing by the side, was already so frightened that his legs went limp.

He was also involved in this matter just now...

This time, Fang Fan broke both of his arms before he calmed down a bit...

Just now he just had a little patience, otherwise he might have gone to make trouble with that young master of the Qiyao Pavilion, Dan Jue...

If they really do this, then their endings will probably be similar...

Thinking of this, the young master of the Qiyao Pavilion was covered in cold sweat, his clothes were completely soaked at this moment, and he couldn't speak to himself.

It was difficult to express the panic in my heart.

Now I can only tremble and express my helplessness and speechlessness...

"Fang Fan, come with me."

Murong Yu glanced at Fang Fan suddenly, and said immediately.

Fang Fan was taken aback for a moment, what does this mean?Is it possible to retaliate against him?
To put it bluntly, although Murong Yu suppressed those rumors with his own strong means, rumors are fiercer than tigers. Some things, the more you suppress them, the more they will rebound...

No matter how you say this rumor is also implicated with him, now you don't want to avoid suspicion, but you want to call yourself?
Seeing this, do you still want to get along alone?
Fang Fan raised his eyebrows, inexplicably feeling a little surprised...

"Owner……"

The little slave girl Xue Ling grabbed Fang Fan's arm with a worried look on her face, even she could see that something was wrong.

Fang Fan shrugged, patted the little head of the little slave girl Xue Ling, sent him a reassuring look, and then followed in strides.

Although Fang Fan appeared to be as indifferent as water on the surface, he was actually panicking in his heart...

Who knows if this woman will suddenly turn around and attack him with the combat power of the holy state, even if Fang Fan has nine lives, Fang Fan will be indifferent in an instant.

(End of this chapter)