Chapter 957: Scratching Her Face
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Dugu Lie's threatening, warning eyes fell on Bai Mosi's handsome and clean face.
The green tendons on his neck bulged, his fists clenched tightly, and Dugu Lie walked towards Bai Mosi step by step.
Bai Mosi met his eyes fearlessly, his long body stood in front of him, smiling coldly and cleanly, without compromise: "Dugu Lie, the matter of marrying Yan'er, neither of you and I can say anything, just rely on your own ability to chase it, and see who Yan'er finally falls in love with." ”
Just when Dugu Lie's fist was about to land on Bai Mosi's handsome face, the shadow suddenly returned.
"Sect Master." The shadow clasped his hands into fists: "Found the secret room of the Heavenly Thunder Gang." ”
"Yes." Dugu Lie was not surprised at all, he was in control of everything on the rivers and lakes.
"Sect Master, let's go over now." Shadow Road.
Murong Che got up: "I'll go too." ”
Hearing this, Dugu Lie's murderous eyes fell on him, glanced at the three of them, and finally fell on Li Aotian: "Lord Li, do you want to do this matter according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, or the rules of the imperial court?" ”
If you follow the rules of the rivers and lakes, you will see blood and die.
If they follow the rules of the imperial court, they will be put in a prison cell at most.
The faint moonlight reflected on Li Aotian's cold body, his angular handsome face was pouting with a touch of murderous intent, the corners of his lips were lightly pursed, and his tone was light, but it revealed a piercing coldness: "Naturally, it is done in accordance with the rules of the rivers and lakes." ”
Dugu Lie nodded, turned around and left like an eagle.
"Uncle, what about us?" Murong Che pointed to the door: "Not going?" ”
"You and Bai Shaoqing go, just pick it up, this king is going back to the palace, if Yan'er is rescued, take her back to the palace directly." Li Aotian kneaded his eyebrows and said.
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The Thunder Gang.
Chamber.
'Thorn, stab' The sound of burning lamp oil sounded in Murong Yan's ears.
She was as weak as a loach, and she tried to resist the mystery with her internal strength. Incense failed.
A group of people sat around the log table, and the helper was angry all of a sudden, and slapped it on the log table: "What's the matter, why hasn't the gold been delivered yet, and whether you have delivered the ransom letter!" ”
A little brother stood up tremblingly: "Helper, I'...... I delivered it. ”
If there is no silver flower, his hands are itchy, and the helper is impatient, he rubbed his hands, came to Murong Yan, and slapped her angrily: "Damn, it seems that the court doesn't take our words seriously." ”
A group of younger brothers gathered around: "Helper, what should we do?" ”
"We've got to give them a taste of what we're good at this time." The gang leader took out a dagger from the waist seal, pinched Murong Yan's face and slashed it on it, blood beads suddenly gushed out, and the gang leader used a piece of white cloth to catch the blood, and then wrapped the dagger and handed it to the little brother: "Show this to Bai Mosi, let him understand that we are serious." ”
The younger brother took the dagger wrapped in a handkerchief and walked away.
Pain.
There was a slight pain on his face.
Blood flowed out of Murong Yan's wound little by little, Murong Yan breathed deeply, closed her eyes, and gritted her silver teeth, she hated these beasts very much, these beasts ruined her face.
"Hahaha, you're still glaring at me, damn, your little lover is too picky, he doesn't even want your life for gold." The more the gang leader thought about it, the more angry he became.
"Phew." Murong Yan took a cold sip.
"Damn, stinky ****, you dare to look down on me." The helper was angered: "Look at how Lao Tzu cleaned you up today." ”