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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

(One hundred and eighty-two) Aunt Rong? A woman named Wanrong

"Big ...... Event...... No...... Oh no! ”

The messenger staggered and almost fell, his sweat almost soaking his clothes. If you twist it, you will definitely be able to wring out the water.

"What's the matter, so anxious?"

Shen Qinghe asked.

"Yes...... Be...... It's a graceful girl......"

"What's wrong with Wanrong?"

The soldier's eyes widened, he seemed to see Tang Wan'er on the side, as if he had seen a ghost, he pointed at her with his finger, his voice became trembling, and his teeth trembled.

"Wan ...... Wanrong...... Nun...... Girl...... How did you...... At...... Here? ”

"Huh?" Tang Wan'er tilted her head, expressing puzzlement, and she asked, "Do I know you?" ”

"This is Miss Tang Wan'er, not Wanrong."

Shen Qinghe explained.

"That'...... That's the villain's mistake. ”

The soldier wiped his sweat and said it was a false alarm.

"What happened to Wanrong to make you come in such a hurry?"

Shen Qinghe asked again, and the soldier remembered his mission, and recounted how they were robbed, how they escaped, and how Wanrong was intercepted.

"It's so deceitful!"

Shen Qinghe didn't pay attention to his injured hands at all, and knocked a few times on the table, and the red blood seeped out of the bandages like this, causing others to be shocked, but he didn't care at all.

Shen Qinghe's face can even be described as hideous, which shows how angry he is.

Tang Wan'er thought to herself, that person seemed to be a very important person to him.

It's just that why did the soldier mistake her for the girl, did they look alike?

"Say, which bastard took somewhere!"

Shen Qinghe grabbed the soldier by the collar in a fit of rage. It was as if it was the poor soldier in front of him who killed his whole family.

"Little ...... The little one doesn't know, Alliance Leader. ”

"Qinghe, calm down, it's useless for you to blame your subordinates now."

Although Zhu Rong said this, his words didn't seem to have any effect.

Shen Qinghe directly picked up his sword, and then prepared to set off to find someone.

It's just too reluctant.

The crowd, realizing what he was trying to do, stood in his way.

"Alliance leader, this is absolutely unacceptable!"

"Yes, Alliance Leader, this is not an ordinary injury, don't risk it!"

"Alliance leader, what if you go, if you have three long and two short!"

"Alliance Leader ......"

Annoyed, annoyed

Annoyed, annoyed, annoyed!!

These guys are so annoying!

He's going to save Wanrong!

Save her no matter what happens! Even if you fight for your life, you must go!

These bastards are still trying to stop him!

"Lord Shen Meng. Please calm down. There's not necessarily much to be gained by going out now. ”

Tang Wan'er also walked to the front of the team, ready to persuade Shen Qinghe.

"Are you going to stop me, Miss Tang? This has nothing to do with you. ”

"I'm not trying to stop Lord Shen. It's just ......" Tang Wan'er smiled, and that smile was somewhat similar to his graceful face, which made Shen Qinghe misunderstand it for a while.