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The big watery eyes looked at Li Aotian, and anyone who saw that I couldn't stand it.

Li's obsidian eyes stared at her burningly.

The two had a battle of eyes.

Ultimately.

"Wait." Li Aotian's hand holding the warm water porcelain cup tightened.

The woman she chooses will chase after her on her knees.

Milk tea needs to be freshly cooked, and only freshly boiled milk tea is full of milk, sweet taste, and mellow taste.

A quarter of an hour later.

Li Aotian returned to the room with the fragrant milk tea boiled: "Leave Yushu, get up and drink ......"

Purr, purr.

She slept with him.

"Leaving the ......" Li Aotian drank the cup of milk tea.

*

sub-hours.

The fifth day of departure from Yushu and Aotian.

It was also the third day of Dugu Lie's operation in the capital.

The night is as cool as water.

The autumn wind howls in the dark night.

The capital wharf is a wharf connecting various large and small countries, and many merchants and government governments use this wharf to transport goods.

Tonight, the stars and moon are thin.

The inky black dome casts a layer of black mist over the clear water, and the eerie atmosphere spreads to every corner of the capital's docks.

A splendid ship shuttles through the sea, like a galloping horse, like a howling wind.

The hull of this building ship is made of high-grade red sour branch wood, the red around it is like a devil in the dark night, and the red sails are whistling in the wind, like Murong Yanyan's red cloak.

The sound of the rolling sea adds a touch of mystery and ...... to the night Feelings of fear.

Inside the ship.

Dugu Lie, who was wearing an ink-black embroidered Eight Silver Regimental cloak, stood on the boat, his evil eyes were like a thin moon in the dark night, his tall nose made his handsome facial features more and more deep, his lips were a little pale, and he had been standing outside for a long time.

The cloak whistled in the wind like his black wings.

"Sect Master." One of his subordinates came and said, "Everything is ready, when will it be transported to the shore." ”

"Wait." Dugu Lie's cold voice spat out from his lips.

"Yes."

The eyes of the devil who are as dangerous as the devil narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips hooked a curvature: Murong Yan, look at who is the winner of you and me tonight!

"Someone."

"Yes, Sect Master."

"Game ...... Here we go. Dugu Lie slowly walked towards the bow of the boat, and his voice was faint.

"Transport, upward, fast." A group of men dressed in black roared.

"Finish it before dawn."

"Express."

From far to near.

A candle flame like starlight exploded in the dark night in an instant, reflecting the devil's wings.

The neat and sonorous footsteps rushed towards the dock, and Murong Yan, who was wearing a red cloak, tied her hair in a bun, heroic and cool, less charming, and more chic, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

"Come on, detain all the people and all the goods!" Murong Yan, who was riding on the back of a sweaty horse, held a long sword and pointed forward.

"Quick, go and tell the sect master." Those people were all in a mess, and some even pulled things back.

But it's too late, who doesn't know that Murong Yan of Dali Temple is doing things vigorously and resolutely, how can she give you a chance to retreat.

"Yes."

"Do you want to go, Dugu Lie will catch it." The people under Murong Yan asked.

"I'll catch it myself." Murong Yan's crisp voice was mixed with a hint of depression.

"Yes."

The wind is blowing.

Murong Yan got off the horse in a dashing manner, stepped on the board, and then untied the thick rope and rowed the spare boat leaning against the dock towards Dugu Lie's boat......