Let him go?

If it weren't for Wei Wuyue, his face wouldn't have become what it is now!

"I can't imagine that one day, you will still fall into my hands."

The one-eyed dragon asked, "Second brother, what is going on?" ”

Aren't these three heroes of Qinjian Villa?

How did his second brother know each other?

Could it be that they had a holiday before?

A scar says he's stupid, he's really stupid.

Stupid donkey, what kind of people are they from Qinjian Villa, they are simply impersonating!

If it weren't for Wei Wuyue's eye-catching long silver hair, he really wouldn't dare to make such a rash move.

"Big brother, do you remember the small village that burned down at the beginning of our Tiger Head Gang?"

The one-eyed dragon seemed to understand something.

Chiqing said: "Of course I remember, it was the biggest vote we did back then, and it shocked the government, but they didn't dare to take our Tiger Head Gang, hahahaha!" ”

Wei Wuyue gradually lost his mind, his eyes were daunting scarlet, and his clawed eyes were eager to devour the three of them alive.

With a scar, he grabbed Wei Wuyue's silver-white hair and pulled it in front of him without the slightest pity.

Pi Xiuxiu: "I said, don't touch him!" ”

Now that they are in their hands, they dare to make conditions to him? Speak to him in that tone?

A scarred knee decisively hit Pi Xiuxiu's lower abdomen, who was powerless.

Wei Wuyue was suddenly at a loss, and his whole heart was in a mess: "Master Pi, how are you!?" ”

A scar loosened Wei Wuyue's hair, and said viciously, "Lock them all up and keep them under my strict supervision!" ”

……

Yanchi Dynasty, dungeon.

Heavy Han walked out of the dungeon in a distracted manner, his mind constantly echoing what the assassin had just said.

"Don't you want to know who your mother is?"

"With such a mother, you must be very sad, right?"

"You poor wretch, hurry up if you want to do it!"

Knowing that Yuxiu Palace was assassinated last night, Chonghan came to the dungeon for interrogation today.

Cha Cha, Chong Jin, Chong Yan and He Anjia, who got out of the school early in the morning, were all waiting for him outside the dungeon.

The phrase kept echoing in my head......

You poor wretch......

You poor wretch......

"Pigeon?"

Cha Cha stood in front of Chonghan and hooked his little finger with a soft palm.

"Don't be unhappy, the nests will accompany the pigeons, and all the bad guys will be beaten away~~"

Chonghan tried hard to raise a little interest, and took Cha Cha's hand: "Thank you, sister." ”

Chongjin saw that Chonghan's expression was wrong, and he, the eldest brother, walked side by side with Chonghan: "I also learned about last night's incident from the patrol officers and soldiers on duty last night, no matter what the reason is, something similar to what happened last night will definitely not happen again, are you injured?" ”

Chongjin found that on the inside of Chonghan's sleeve, white gauze fell out.

He said lightly: "It's just a small injury." ”

Chongyan and He Anjia followed: "The one who can beat the second brother to injury, how powerful is the assassin last night?" ”

He Anjia: "Lonely and unheard, aren't you?" There are many masters in the world, there are countless sects in the rivers and lakes alone, and in each sect, there are founding patriarchs and heads of sects who have shocked the sects, and their martial arts are worthy of being superb, and taking people's lives is only between thoughts. ”