"It's all about now!"

Looking around, there was no ghost shadow of the Crane Protector, Ling Ying's face was iron-blue, and his face was extremely ugly. Even the scapegoat ran away, and it was even more difficult for him to explain to Gu Xun'er.

Thinking of reporting the news of Xiao Yan's death to Gu Xun'er, Ling Ying's scalp tingled for a while, and he didn't pay attention to the fact that he and others had turned the prosperous imperial capital into a purgatory.

In the eyes of these people, perhaps such scenes have long been commonplace.

Chapter 97 of "I Have a Qiankun Ding" Gu Xun'er is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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