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Chapter 2019 Witch Curse: Just Talking About Things

Chapter 2019 Witchcraft: Just talking about things

After a while, the laughter gradually stopped.

The voice of the witchcraft also returned to its indifference, "As expected, he is worthy of being Leng Wuyou, worthy of being the venerable leader of the Spirit Clan, and worthy of being...his mind is as smart as ever."

"I guessed it so easily, which really makes me, the planner, very helpless."

Wu Shu sighed, looking like he was greatly shocked, but his eyes showed no sign of being shocked at all, instead they became more and more interested.

Leng Wuyou snorted, with an indifferent look on his face, "Oh, if you can guess it so easily, I can only say that your layout is too rubbish, and your purpose is too obvious, and it can be seen at a glance."

He was so rude to Leng Wuyou, and the sarcasm in his tone didn't bother him at all.

On the contrary, the whole person exudes an aura of joy.

"My layout is indeed not perfect, but my goal has been achieved, right?"

His eyes swept over Sakuye and the others one by one.

The meaning is very clear, your friends are all here with me, and they are chips to threaten you.

It has to be said that the witchcraft that controlled Shuo Ye and the others as a tool to threaten Leng Wuyou really took advantage of Leng Wuyou's weakness.

Of course, the weak point needs to be grasped, but it also depends on whether he can use it well.

Leng Wuyou raised his eyes and looked at him, "So what do you want to do?"

"Actually, if I invite Miss Leng here today, I won't let Miss Leng do anything particularly excessive. I just want to talk to Miss Leng about some things. If Miss Leng agrees with these friends of yours, I will naturally not do anything to them.

"

Leng Wuyou's eyes narrowed, and a sharp light came out from the slits in his eyes. He looked at the witchcraft in front of him, as if he wanted to see through this person.

But it's a pity that besides being unable to see through Jun Moyuan and Zishuo's dignity, she has another person she cannot see through.

In the room, Leng Wuyou played with the tea cup in her hand, tapping her fingertips on the armrest of the seat, quietly waiting for the person sitting opposite her to make a sound.

Wushu didn't speak immediately as soon as he came up, he wanted to take the initiative into his own hands.

An atmosphere of silence spread between the two of them. It didn't take much to know that this guy wanted to use silence to force her to speak first.

In the current confrontation between the two, the person who speaks first is equivalent to losing the initiative. Once the initiative is taken by the other party, what happens next will definitely appear passive.

But is it better than silence?

Leng Wuyou twitched the corner of her mouth, it would be up to her to see who could lose her temper first. Anyway, she had plenty of time.

The silent atmosphere gradually became solemn. In this small conference room, it seemed that the air was freezing.

Outside the door of the room, several elders and senior officials of the Gu family, including Gu's father and mother, could not help but walk around in front of the door.

Especially Gu Mu, her eyes were red, her whole body was trembling with nervousness, and the anxiety between her brows and eyes made her face turn a little pale.

"Husband, when will my lords finish discussing the matter? If it's any later, won't Lin'er's resurrection ceremony be delayed, and won't everything prepared before then be in vain?"

"Didn't that adult say that Lin'er only has this one chance, and if he misses it, he can't be resurrected? But why hasn't that adult come out to help us, Lin'er, with the ceremony? Isn't he unwilling to do it for us?"

"If Lin'er can't be resurrected, then I might as well just go with Lin'er."

Gu's mother shed tears as she spoke, sobbing and choking, but she almost fainted from crying.

Father Gu was also very anxious beside him.

Hearing Gu Mu's crying voice, he felt an unusual headache.

Since Lin'er passed away, his wife had been crying every day. Although he felt very distressed, she was crying so loudly in his ears every day, which made him feel extremely irritable.
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