Finally, Mo Yiqing, who had been looking at Nangong Yuze, slowly retracted his gaze, the nervous look on his face unconsciously converged, and he was calm, and then slowly spoke: "I have long heard of the name of the wolf lord of the wolf camp, and when I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation!" ”

The cool and casual voice, with Mo Yiqing's usual amorous aura, one point of spying and two points of suspicion, slowly resounded throughout the room.

The familiar voice and familiar tone made Nangong Yuze's heart skip a beat. The next moment, I suddenly opened my eyes.

This sudden action instantly stunned Mo Yiqing and the people behind him.

Looking back, there is nothing wrong with what I said, how could it cause such a strong reaction from the other party?

Looking up suspiciously, what Mo Yiqing came into contact with was Nangong Yuze's endless black eyes.

Like the whirlpool of the deep sea, people unconsciously want to sink and unconsciously want to worship.

That kind of unruly eyes are full of oppression and endless bloody air at the moment.

Just one glance, people can't doubt at all, he is the lord of the wolf camp, the super king who turns his hands into clouds and rains in the dark night.

With a beating in his heart, Mo Yiqing felt an inexplicable sense of nervousness lingering in his heart, I don't know if he was thinking too much, he always felt that the lord of the wolf camp seemed to have a lot of hostility towards him.

Frowning slightly, he searched through all the memories over the years in his mind, but without exception, he found that he had not had any contact and involvement with the Lord of the Wolf Camp, and he had not even met in person.

But he really didn't know where the other party's inexplicable hostility towards him came from? I really don't understand which of my words is wrong, which provokes the other party to exude such a tyrannical atmosphere.

Nangong Yuze quietly watched Mo Yiqing tangled there. The corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a cruel and bloodthirsty smile.

Linfeng, you are Linfeng, not only dare to perfunctory me at will, but also dare to let Mo Yiqing come to obstruct my eyes, which is really amazing!

I, Nangong Yuze, swear that if I don't clean you up in the future, I will disregard my reputation for being cruel and ruthless!

My heart was overflowing with anger. Nangong Yuze's face hidden in the mask was full of coldness and ruthlessness. The aura of the whole body has undergone earth-shaking changes.

If he was still outside the world just now, a master of the world who looked at the world with cold eyes, he was as ethereal as dust and indifferent and cold. Now he is the dark night Shura in the slaughterhouse. The whole body was filled with the endless raging aura of blood and murderous intent.

And his sudden earth-shaking change made Mo Yiqing stunned again, what's going on, this time he didn't seem to say anything. Why did you cause the other party's dissatisfaction again?

A small drum beat in his heart, and he had to admit the authenticity of this lord of the wolf camp. Such people. With such a strange personality, I'm afraid no one but him would be so neurotic!

However, when I saw it today, it really lived up to its reputation. The aura of his body is not something that can be disguised casually by finding a random person.

He also went on missions in the dark. How could you not understand that the killing aura of that body was completely accumulated in the actual combat accumulated over time.

His identity was determined at this moment. Inexplicably, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he didn't know why, it was just a sudden feeling.

At this time, Nangong Yuze has already made a decision about Linfeng in his heart, such a person is incapable, but he is stubborn and pretentious, how can he be qualified to think of his woman.

Moreover, in his heart, Lin Mo is unruly and unruly, wanton and cold, how can he look at this kind of virtue if he has always been above the top.

For a while, his confidence in Linmo Ran suppressed the anger in his heart towards Linfeng, and he became more and more disgusted with Linfeng's non-appearance.

However, the future is long, and in two days' future, as the master of the Yan Gate, he will inevitably be present in person. At that time, he will have the opportunity to clean him up and teach him a good lesson.

The thought of two days was neither long nor short, and it passed in the blink of an eye. Nangong Yuze found a way to vent, and he didn't feel so uncomfortable at the moment.

He took a deep breath in his heart and pressed the soaring anger back into his body. The violent aura that had been raging wildly around his body suddenly converged, as if it had never appeared.

In the blink of an eye, he became the indifferent and ethereal outsider again.

Nangong Yuze slowly looked up at Mo Yiqing, his heart was also unhappy, and he couldn't give any good color in his eyes. So the eyes that were already cold and cold did not contain the slightest emotion at the moment, and the indifference was terrible.

deliberately lowered his voice, and his deep and hoarse voice slowly sounded throughout the room with a hint of imperceptible hostility: "The master of the Mo hall is polite, but then again, the master didn't expect it, but he didn't expect that the master of the hall of the dignified Yan Sect would be more human than the master of the door!" It looks like he has a little more courage than the real Lord of Yanmen, and it is really better than the blue! ”

The magnetic voice, with a hint of hoarseness, is said slowly, with a deep and elegant voice, as charming and beautiful as a cello suddenly sounding in the silent dark night.

And the appearance of this voice made Mo Yiqing's body shake after listening to it, and his expression was suddenly stunned.

The voice...... How did he feel as if he had heard it somewhere?

A little familiar, and a little unfamiliar, he always felt as if he had heard this voice somewhere, but when he thought about it carefully, he thought about it again and again from beginning to end, but his mind was empty, and he never had any impression.

Shaking his head slightly, he was pretty sure he had never heard of it. Glancing at Nangong Yuze, who had wrapped his whole person in a black robe, he couldn't help but laugh at his heart for his carelessness.

He himself is in charge of intelligence work, and his sensitivity to some things is much stronger than others, such as his super powerful memory. Once he heard it, he would never forget it. And with his ability, how could he not remember what he had seen or heard?

Besides, what kind of identity is the wolf lord of the wolf camp, the owner of an international version of the intelligence gathering agency, who has been living in seclusion for many years. He is not conspicuous, he has never appeared in front of anyone or any force, and he is even more low-key in dealing with people.

He is just a small hall master of Yanmen, although he is also responsible for intelligence collection and sorting, but with a well-disciplined organization and a clear division of labor like the wolf camp, he does not have any ability to infiltrate it for the time being, let alone understand it. (To be continued)