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Eight hundred and fortieth chapters should not be rough(2/2)

Then we can only use thunderous means."

Lao Huang narrowed his eyes and smiled: "So, is this why you give Gu Yanshu a chance to live again and again?"

"Roughly the same."

Lin Zhao frowned and said: "Because I am still a little hesitant in my own state of mind. Gu Yanshu has a violent temper, but there is a reason. He always believes that everyone in the world is responsible for the Xunlu Sword. If I kill him with one sword, it means that I have not given anything."

His opportunity to speak, now... is Gu Yanshu's opportunity to speak to this world. If he doesn't cherish it, I have no choice but to do my part. It doesn't matter if the cause and effect falls on me alone."

"Um."

Lao Huang yawned: "Let's go back to sleep. You should go back early. Liu Liying has probably warmed the bed for you. Go back and hold the folding fan goddess in your arms and live the life of a fairy."

Lin Zhao rolled his eyes: "Get out!"

"Hahaha~~~"

Huang Tingyu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Scholar, it's really meaningless. What kind of gentleman is cautious about independence and doesn't bully the darkroom? He makes himself so hesitant. If it were me, Lao Huang, Liu Liying would have been replaced a long time ago.

, Dong Zang, Zhu Zhi, Yu Wan Ning, as soon as I got into bed, I asked Chu Yu if he would like to. The female martial artist’s fist is a little rough, but other parts should not be rough. "

"Get out!"

Lin Zhao kicked Huang Tingyu in the butt, and Huang Tingyu immediately took advantage of the situation and ran away with his sword, leaving laughter in the wind.

Lin Zhao looked in the direction of the mountain top garden again, and his mind became firmer again.
Chapter completed!
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