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Jiuxi's body was not suitable for running, and the time was not early, so he stayed at the base that night.

Taking advantage of the thick night, before and after, or in pairs of threes and twos, they went out of the purple family's camp.

Two agile figures, shuttling between the camp tents of the base.

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"You, don't come here, don't forget that your mother's life is still in my hands" Lan Yingxiao retreated in horror, she was very delicate at this time, and even the pain of hitting the corner of the table couldn't attract her attention.

"Are you sure you want to threaten me?" Lan Shaojie hugged the long sword in his hand diagonally to his chest, and he didn't even take the scabbard down.

Step by step, he slowly approached Lan Yingxiao.

"No, don't dare." The panic in his eyes was unprecedented.

She knew that with Lan Shaojie's natural strength, the reason why he had always tolerated her was entirely because of his mother.

If this matter can't contain him, with his hatred for the Lan family and his poisonous hatred for his mother, then what will greet him!

"Why do you all feel so good about yourself? Your vicious mother is, and so are you! Lan Shaojie's words were full of sarcasm.

When talking about Lan Yingxiao's mother, the killing intent in her eyes was undisguised.

"I, I ......" Lan Yingxiao was really scared, and suddenly thought of something, Lan Yingxiao's eyes lit up.

"It's my mother's poison, not me, you go to her!" Lan Yingxiao's eyes became brighter and brighter, and she nodded desperately.

"It's her! It's her ......" kept repeating, as if this was her last hope.

Lan Yingxiao has been forced into a corner, and there is no way to retreat.

"Hmm!" Lan Shaojie hooked the corners of his mouth and laughed mockingly.

About half an hour ago, Lan Yingxiao came to find herself, on the condition that she exchange Zi Jiuxi's head for his mother's life.

Thinking of that strong and stubborn girl, the faint nobility and sacredness behind the purple hair and purple eyes.

Let's not talk about whether he can attack Zi Jiuxi under the heavy siege of the Zi family, but he can no longer have a conscience.

It's okay to make a little fuss, help her clean up some people, or protect her.

It shouldn't have been......

Thinking of the full battle intent in the depths of his purple eyes, this is an admirable opponent, Lan Shaojie is reluctant to go.

"Haha! Promising! With a seductive laugh, Purple Dump and Purple Dump Dust broke through the door.

Lan Shaojie immediately tensed his nerves and became vigilant.

only to find that his whole person was bound.

Looking at the two teenagers in front of him who seemed to be younger than himself, the surprise in his heart was incomprehensible.

There are so many geniuses these days!

Lan Shaojie didn't know Zi Tingjie and Zi Tianchen who took off the mask, but Lan Yingxiao had been paying attention to Jiuxi, how could she not recognize it?

This man's delicate facial features are extremely outstanding. is always expressionless, mature and steady, but it gives people a kind of flamboyance and domineering.

Extremely contradictory yet perfectly harmonious.

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On a quiet night, the small teahouse in the base that had been crowded with people a few days ago was extremely deserted at this time.

unexpectedly ushered in three big shots.

"Say it!" Ming Xuan kicked the man in black who was lying on the ground.

Suddenly in pain, Hanchen knew that he couldn't escape, and his open black eyes were full of despair.

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