Dark suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, he didn't want to go back to training, it was hell, he finally came out, and he didn't want to go through it again.

He cautiously said, "Lord Wang, please give your subordinates another chance." ”

I didn't make a sound for a while.

"Find a way to turn it into the surface." After speaking, Leng Han's index finger tapped on the table, thoughtful.

"Yes." Secretly stunned for a moment, the prince's arrangement coincided with the method Anzi said.

"Then the prince, if there is nothing to do, his subordinates will retire first."

"Wait a minute, put in some more people." Recently, there has been a lot of trouble with Na Nizi, and Na Nizi herself is also an unconscious person who can always get into trouble......

Chapter Seventy-Three, Childe, What Are You Painting?

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