Chapter 150: The Plan Failed Repeatedly

In a deep mansion

"Pull it down and execute it," the voice was decisive and cold. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The black-clothed man kneeling on the ground stiffened suddenly, trembled, fell to the ground, and kept kowtowing to the man with a grimace mask on the upper seat and begging for mercy: "Please spare your life, I beg your lord to give your subordinates another chance to atone for their sins, and my subordinates promise that they will definitely take down Ye Li's head and come back to their lives, please forgive your sins, and ...... your sins." ā€

The man in black kept kowtowing desperately, and the corners of his forehead oozed blood red.

The ghost-faced man ignored the pleading of the man in black: "Under the throne of the deity, this is the consequence of not being able to complete the task, take it down, and solve it." ā€

"Yes"

A man standing to the left of the ghost-faced man walked towards the man in black, lifted up the man on the ground and strode away.

The man standing to the right of the man spoke at this time: "Lord, what should we do next?"

I didn't expect Ye Li to be so difficult to deal with, in order to take Ye Li's life, they had already lost a lot of people, and the lord also ordered the execution of several leaders because of their unfavorable actions.

The ghost-faced man leaned on the arm of the chair, squinted and thought for a while, and then said to the man: "Inform the black and white impermanence, let them not make any moves for the time being, and wait for the news of the Lord of the Buddha." ā€

Their plan has failed repeatedly, and he has to re-plan, Ye Li is not an ordinary person, they have not succeeded three times and twice, and it will definitely cause Ye Li to track down.

"Is the Lord planning to ......?"

"You don't have to ask too much, tell them, let them stay put. ā€

The man hugged his sword: "Yes, the subordinates receive the order." ā€

Wave: "Stand Down"

"Subordinates retreat" The sword-wielding man bent back and left the main hall.

The ghost-faced man sat silently alone, narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and said gloomily: "Ye Li, the deity doesn't believe it, the deity can't take your life, we will come a long way, and wait and see, who has the last laugh is the real winner." ā€