Where is this man, it's simply a demon! ••••••

"You must be home."

The silver-faced man looked in the direction of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, and a smug smile crossed the corner of his mouth, as if to tell others that even if it was an ant's cave in the land of the Southern Zhou Kingdom, I could find it••••••

"But I'm afraid the prince won't give up. He is no more measured than Nan Zhouxian••••••"

The corners of his mouth hooked up a cold smile, and the gaze in the dark pupils hidden under the long and slightly curly eyelashes gradually became cold and bloodthirsty, "If Nan Zhou Ling dares to do anything to you, even if I gamble my life's work, I will definitely ask for it back for you a hundred times and a thousand times." ”

From now on, you will be my exclusive product, no one can touch it, no one can bully it.

The silver-faced man's eyes were full of destruction, revealing cold, bloodthirsty terror••••••

This, this is clearly a god of destruction who can destroy the world in an instant••••••

But sometimes the affection and tenderness in his eyes make you feel that this is the god of reinvention who can warm the common people and revive all things••••••

Coldness and tenderness, innocence and seduction, bloodlust and killing••••••

This person is a mixture of multiple breaths, a complex of contradictions, both demons and immortals••••••

Such a person is difficult to fathom, but he is good at pondering you, wise and brave, I have to admit that the existence of this kind of person is a great threat to everyone••••••

Such a person can't be provoked, can't be provoked!

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In the empty mountains and forests, in the huge space, only the figure of the silver-faced man stood alone, his eyes were leisurely••••••

"Master, it's time to go back. You've been out for a long time, or your whereabouts will be exposed. ”

At this moment, out of nowhere, two black-clothed men in masked clothes appeared, with expressionless faces and blazing eyes, standing respectfully behind the silver-faced man••••••

"How's it going?"

"Back to the master, Shennong Ding is indeed tartting, and it is said to be the treasure of the town of the tart tribe."

A man said with a cold face.

"I want results!"

The silver-faced man's voice was not very loud, without obvious anger, and his tone was extremely gentle. But it is this kind of reaction, which is not angry, but it gives people a strong sense of deterrence, and makes people feel an unconditional and convincing deterrence••••••

"The subordinates are not talented, and there is no whereabouts of Shennong Ding so far."

As soon as the silver-faced man's voice fell, the two of them clasped their hands into fists and knelt on one knee, respectfully ready to accept the punishment of their master.

"Alright. I don't blame you either. It's just that this Shennong Ding is one of the five ancient artifacts that everyone in the world wants, and it is also the treasure of the town clan. The Tart Puller will not let you find it easily. ”

"It's a dereliction of duty on the part of a subordinate. Please send the master down. ”

The two said in unison.

"If you are to be punished, then you will continue to look for Shennongding."

"The war between Tart Ba and his country will not end for a while, chasing clouds and winds, this is enough time for you to find Shennongding."

"Yes, master. We must be loyal to our master in the spirit of seeing death as home. Complete the tasks assigned to us by the host. ”

The corners of the silver-faced man's mouth hooked up with a satisfied and smug smile, and he waved his hand••••••

The two masked black-clothed men with peerless martial arts disappeared without a trace in an instant••••••

"Master, why don't you let me go to find Shennongding?"

I don't know when a man in a white shirt appeared out of nowhere, with a dignified appearance, although he is not handsome and chic, but he is full of man's masculinity••••••