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122. Feng Junrui

"Even a bitch, such a charming woman, would be in ecstasy if she could lie under the uncle's body. I wonder if Mu Qingye would like to borrow her for one night?"

"Haha~ Maybe Mu Qingye has rewarded the three armies out of anger a long time ago. He has had sex with more people than the top brass in the brothel, and he is worthy of your love."

"'Death under the peonies, it is also romantic to be a ghost', besides, I am the wife who sleeps with Mu Qingye. With this blessing, I don't care how many men I have slept with!"

Everyone was talking excitedly, except for a man in blue by the window, whose face was gloomy and the sword in his hand flashed with a sharp cold light.

"Shut up, everyone!"

He slapped the table and stood up. Suddenly the inn fell into silence, and all eyes turned away.

"Who are you? What does it have to do with you that we are chatting in Yunhe Tower?"

A big man with a big head raised his eyebrows and shouted coldly.

"You can talk to anyone, except Yiluochen!"

The man in blue stood up, and in a flash, he saw that the burly man had already had one of his arms cut off without any resistance.

"Lou Su Dao!"

"Who are you……"

"He is Feng Junrui!"

Everyone was shocked when they saw the big knife in his hand, and their faces suddenly turned pale.

"If you hear someone slandering Yiluochen again, don't blame him for being ruthless!"

There was a murderous look on his face, and only when he mentioned the word Yiluochen, a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

"After losing my wife and losing my army, why are you, Feng Junrui, dragging me in front of you? Isn't that Yiluochen not married to you? The White Tiger Pearl still falls into Mu Qingye's hands."

The big-headed man who had his arm cut off refused to accept it, gritted his teeth and cursed coldly, but before he could finish his words, there was a flash of blood and his head flew out.

Ling Mulao was startled, White Tiger Pearl?

Haha, it took no effort to get it. It turned out that the White Tiger Pearl was in the hands of Mu Qingye as they said.

"Does anyone have anything to say?"

Feng Junrui narrowed his eyes slightly, and a fierce murderous aura spread throughout his body, making people feel a chill running down their spines.

"No, no more!"

Everyone dared to speak, they all admitted their mistake.

Feng Junrui smiled coldly, holding Dao in his hand, and flew out of the window in a flash.

Ling Mulao immediately jumped up from the stool, tiptoeing a little, but before he could take off, he was caught by a big hand, staggered a few steps, and almost fell down.

"Why are you holding me back?"

"Can your lightness skills enable you to walk on the water like walking on flat ground?"

Nangong Yi spoke calmly, his eyebrows cold.

Ling Mulao pursed her red lips. It was impossible for her to fly across the lake outside. The most she could do was fall drowned and swim ashore.

"Then you go after him. Feng Junrui will definitely be able to find Mu Qingye."

"It's too late, the person has disappeared."

Nangong Yi picked up the dishes leisurely, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

Ling Mulao: "You..."

This guy obviously didn't chase me on purpose, and he said it was too late. I really don't know what he was thinking.

"Let's eat. We'll go to Mu Qingye's house and have a look in person later!"

Nangong Yi was stared at by Ling Mulao with horror, so he picked up a chopstick and put it into her bowl.

"Thank you, I don't eat food with saliva!"

He frowned and unceremoniously took out the food in the bowl.

Nangong Yi: "..."

Holding the chopsticks in his hand, he raised the corners of his lips slightly, leaned next to her ear, and said in an inaudible voice: "Haven't you eaten before?"
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