The hall alone occupies the upper square plot. Except for Qi Ziwen, the left arm of the gang leader, there is no other woman in the entire Nuoda Dragon Wing Gang, and of course, there will be more shocking Zitian disguised as a man in the future.

At night, I returned to the guest room, raised the window to meet the moonlight, undressed and put down the bath water that I had prepared, and thought about the poppy in my mind. Jing Zitian finally couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"The leader of the Thunder Gang is terrified. The left arm is Yan Mengjing. Yan Mengjing is a woman from the 21st world. Therefore, the poppy that is inseparable from ten is from the hands of Yan Mengjing.

And six years ago. I once heard that the leader of the Lei Gang encountered a group of black-clothed people in the middle of the blue-waisted mountain in Zimengchao, and under the attack of the black-clothed people, he activated the living blood black seal sealed in the Heavenly Body. Later, I heard that the lost (black blood technique) was re-presented in the world, so it was possible to be shocked that the heavens had been refined into black blood magic.

If my guess is correct, the person who attacked the Terrifying Heaven six years ago was the man sent by Yan Mengjing, his left arm. It's just that the current Yan Mengjing is estimated to have already surrendered to the Frightened Heaven, otherwise how could the matter of Zimeng Dynasty's illness happen..."Thinking about the matter of the Lei Gang that Qi Ziwen had informed, Zitian was still pondering for a long time.

"Yan Mengjing ???" Suddenly, Yan Mengmeng's face suddenly vaguely appeared in his head.

After half a breath, the Shocking Purple Sky Mu Kong suddenly trembled, could it be that she is Yan Mengjing? Thinking of the suspicion floating in his heart, he buried his head in the hot bucket violently.

The chaotic and irritable companion, as time passed, he took a breath for about a cup of tea, and the shocking purple genius hurriedly shook his head from the hot bucket. Calming down his irritable mind a little, his little white hand slowly caressed Wen Zinuo's soft smile in the starlight of the dark night in the sky.

When he vaguely touched the starlight under his eyes, Wen Zinuo's smile suddenly faded out of Junzihan's affectionate and gentle smile. The little hand was suspended in the air, and the warm smile froze.

"No, he, how could it be. Could it be that something will happen to Jun Zihan?!!! The more I thought about it, the more panicked I felt. In an instant, Jun Zihan smiled at his former eyes, and it was reflected in the mind of the shocking purple sky.

The palm of the hand caresses the panic of the clogged heart, how can it be. How could I have thought of him!

After about a breath, the Amazing Purple Genius took a deep breath in the cold wind, and quickly flew up to move his clothes to cover his fair and tender body. Then calmly began to plan.

Jing Zitian knew that Qi Ziwen didn't have any hope of winning, just to let herself gain a foothold in the Dragon Wing Gang and have a greeting gift. Needless to say, the helper directly announced the implementation plan. And the question of how many men to deploy is estimated that they will have results tonight.

So let Qi Ziwen plan tomorrow and push the boat smoothly. Tomorrow's event will not only be affirmed by the brothers of the Dragon Wing Gang, but also the deployment of personnel can be guaranteed.

Never do things that you are not sure of!!

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Inside the Helper's study. Seeing that Qi Ziwen, who had received the order, had arrived, Gu Yi let go of the pen in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Xiaowen, will he win tomorrow?" ”

"It doesn't matter to us whether she wins or not, as long as she survives any of the stewards, she'll be able to hold her footing in the gang. The helper will directly follow the men and horses that you have discussed with you before and deploy them to implement the plan. Qi Ziwen's scalp was slightly bottomed, and she replied lightly.

"There's nothing suspicious about him, is he?" Gu Yi frowned lightly, and his voice locked on Qi Ziwen. Enlightenment.