"Doctor Qin!" Xu Zhiyun pushed open the door and found that Qin Zheyuan was already lying in a pool of blood.

Standing beside him was Nangong Lin, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Xu Zhiyun's face became gloomy: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Don't forget, Xu Hui died at my hands. ”

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid." Nangong Lin patted his chest, with a look of fear on his face, and spread his hands in the next second, "So I'm prepared." ”

Seeing Xu Zhiyun's left hand moving slightly, wanting to attack, Nangong Lin hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Don't be so impulsive, I guess you'll like what I brought, so let's take a look first!" ”

"What is this?" Xu Moting didn't know Nangong Lin, so he turned his head and asked Xu Zhi......

"After Stealing the Mortal Dust, a Certain Gentleman Climbs the Wall to Look at Me Every Day" Volume 1 Falling into the Mortal Dust Chapter Seventy-Eight Nangong Lin is really so hateful is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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