The atmosphere in the conference room instantly became solemn.

Everyone's eyes fell on the Lin Pavilion Lord, silently waiting for an answer.

The Lord of the Lin Pavilion looked around for a week, got up silently, and straightened his waist: "Since the first year of the new calendar, the Mo Pavilion has been established for 149 years, and no one of the human race has been abandoned!" ”

"I have never sacrificed any human race in exchange for my own interests!"

Pavilion Lord's words were serious and solemn.

Everyone subconsciously sat up straight.

"Strictly speaking, you are also people from the Ink Pavilion, I hope you..."

"Trust more in the ink court."

"In this operation, there are indeed other layouts, but... I! Jiangbei Province Moge Branch, Deputy Minister Lin Feng swears with his life that this additional plan will not do you any harm! ”

Pavilion Lord's voice continued to echo in the conference room.

An An was silent, and after a long time, he regained his sweet smile: "I'm sorry, Uncle Lin, just ask, really." ”

"It's too serious."

As he spoke, Anxin opened a lollipop paper bag and put it in his mouth, and his mood became happy.

Distance...

Zhao Qingyi lowered his head at some point.

It is still a white long skirt, which sets off the figure perfectly and is outstanding.

Unlike the reassuring Lori wind, as long as Zhao Qingyi sits there, he will give people the illusion that he is not worthy...

Goddess, there is no room for blasphemy.

Even in the heart.

Even if you have your head down, your long hair covers your cheeks, but with that temperament alone, it makes people's hearts ripple.

It's just that what they can't see is...

Zhao Qingyi's face turned a little red, his delicate hands were clenched into fists, trembling slightly, and he muttered quietly...

"It's so hot-blooded..."

"It's too hot-blooded."

"For the sake of the ink pavilion, for the sake of the human race, I will never regret dying."

"Kill, kill!"

Wang Wenxuan, who was sitting next door, vaguely seemed to notice that something was wrong with Zhao Qingyi, and cast his puzzled gaze, tilting his ears slightly, wanting to hear what the big man in the Dark Pavilion was muttering.

But unfortunately, when he came over, Zhao Qingyi had already raised his head again, his face was cold, and he looked at Wang Wenxuan faintly.

I couldn't help but shudder.

Wang Wenxuan resolutely withdrew his gaze and did not squint.

This, it's too ruthless.

The temperament of the living is not allowed to enter, and it is dead.

I'm not afraid that I can't add it like an ice lump, the most important thing is... The boss said that the ass is good to raise, this bitch... Gee...

Not really.

Sighing, Wang Wenxuan gradually lost interest.

It's better to wait for the big-ass goddess of your dreams in the future.

"If it's okay, turn it in."

"In the next three days, Moge will provide you with a place to rest and food."

"Finally..."

The Pavilion Master took a deep breath, pulled out the stool, took two steps back, and looked at everyone present and bowed deeply: "I hope that after the action, I can drink with you." ”

"Passing the torch from generation to generation."

"Ladies and gentlemen... Treasure. ”

After speaking, the Lin Pavilion Lord looked solemn and turned to leave.

As if it was a big mountain unloaded, with the departure of the Lin Pavilion Lord, Wang Wenxuan breathed a long sigh of relief, returned to a lazy state, put one foot on the table, and shook it gently: "Why are you so sensational." ”

"It's really interesting."

"Do it again every time, and you won't get tired of it!"

He yawned, visibly bored, his eyes wandering around.

Zhao Qingyi's small hand, which was originally clenched under the table, suddenly froze, and for some reason, the fire in his heart that had just been ignited by the Lin Pavilion Lord was extinguished by Wang Wenxuan's words.

I want to be enthusiastic again, but I can't get warm.

Pull out the cold.

True... The goddess of the iceberg.

Inexplicably, Zhao Qingyi was cold, bitter, contemptuous, and a series of eyes looked in the direction of Wang Wenxuan, and even a faint murderous aura floated in the air.

Wang Wenxuan's scalp was numb when he was watched, he thought about it himself, and silently took back the leg that was placed on the table.

But the killing intent did not retreat at all, and in the water cup in front of Wang Wenxuan, a layer of ice ballast gradually floated.

In an instant, the pressure was greater than that of the Lin Pavilion Master on Wang Wenxuan, and he sat up straight, like a good student listening carefully.

Who doesn't know, Zhao Qingyi in the dark pavilion...

Kill without blinking.

The eyes are not dry yet.

In the cult, they are all veritable female devils.

However, a few people in the Demon Removal Pavilion became excited, chatting with each other in a whisper.

"Moge is in charge of rice, me!"

"I knew that I wouldn't bring steamed buns when I went out during the day, and I lost a loss."

I feel that the Lin Pavilion Lord has said so many words, but they are not as true as the last sentence of Guan Rice.

Luo Yun's face was dark, and he scolded with hatred: "Can you have a little bit of talent, do you have to lose Lao Tzu's face?" ”

"Boss, I see you didn't bring rations when you came."

"Did you already know about this?"

"Don't you tell us that your conscience doesn't hurt?"

Several team members not only did not be honest, but turned around and scolded Luo Yun.

Luo Yun's face froze.

"Ahem, what do you all know!"

"When you start executing your plan, don't you have to prepare your own food?"

"When the time comes, I can't rub you..."

"A bunny bunny, why are you asking so much!"

Luo Yun cursed in an angry whisper.

But soon, the atmosphere gradually became a little oppressive.

"By the way, did you spend all the 200,000 yuan to buy your life?"

One of the teammates seemed to have thought of something, and asked in a somewhat low voice.

The man on the left nodded: "Spend it, buy a third-level demon crystal, if you don't die this time, you will have the opportunity to impact the four awakenings." ”

The teammate on the right shook his head: "I... Forget it, it's not realistic to want four senses at my current pace, it's better to keep the money, if... If I can't come back, this large sum of money may make my brother's life more comfortable. ”

Take a long sigh of relief.

Luo Yun looked at everyone and scolded: "You guys, what do you think about every day, there is Lao Tzu covering you, can you die?" ”

"Look at people's peace of mind, how calm!"

"How else to say that there must be a brain in the team, unlike Wang Wenxuan, who is in reserve, a group of rammers."

"Under Anxin's command, this operation went absolutely smoothly."

Luo Yun patted his chest vigorously and said confidently.

Due to Luo Yun's loud voice, Wang Wenxuan, who was sitting opposite, resisted the pressure given by Zhao Qingyi, and silently interjected: "Luo Datou, you were at the beginning... It seems to be one of the many rammed goods in the reserve. ”

An Xin smiled and added a sentence later: "I testify that Uncle Luo is indeed ramming." ”

"Tam like Zhao Qingyi."

As she spoke, her eyes looked faintly and looked at Zhao Qingyi from afar.

The spirit of war is everywhere.