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A core member of the third prince's staff, who was responsible for contacting him, appeared in his sight.
"Mo Chen, long time no see."
I'm old enough to see him. I look like an old friend.
Old Yu naturally knew that he had betrayed.
Before, he secretly contacted him and asked about him, but Hua Mo Chen changed his way to inquire, and even wanted his life.
If it wasn't for his great fortune and great life, it's estimated that the grass on the grave would be very high now.
Hua Mo Chen is surprised to see Lao Yu in front of him.
At that time, he personally stabbed the dagger into his chest. After confirming that he had no breath and pulse, he left. How could he still be alive?
But it doesn't matter. Just let him die again.
Hua Mo Chen put his eyes on the long sword pointing to him, directly reached out to Buddha and said faintly: "these shrimp soldiers and crab generals can't kill me."
Confidence comes from strength.
Even if the number doubles, he will be able to retreat.
It's a very small place. Even if so many of them want to go together, they can't do it. On the contrary, it's not good for them to fight.
If it was him, he would definitely choose some bright places.
"You step back."
Lao Yu waved his hand and signaled the crowd to come back.
He looked at the flower Mo dust in front of him and laughed sarcastically. He said, "Hua Mo dust, I want you to come here today to show you something."
Old said, the room curtains pulled, the window paper will tear off most.
Flower Mo dust looking at him this pair of affectation deep appearance, Cu Cu eyebrow, a few steps then came to the position of his body side.
Casual eyes looked out of the window.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it. Looking at it like this, he was stunned for a moment. His hand hanging on one side tightly clenched into a fist, and he held the corner of his clothes uneasily.
It's a street away from the place where he and Lao Yu made an appointment.
However, because there was no one on the road in the middle of the night, he was very familiar with Qiao Yanran's figure, so he recognized it at a glance.
Hun Jun She didn't have any Chinese medicine, so she came up with it.
"You don't think you're undercover, are you?" Old Yu's lips crossed a curve of sarcasm and said: "in fact, you have already suspected you. Otherwise, why do you think you can only get your favor?
Hun Jun put you by his side. It's just convenient to watch you. By the way, he can find the evidence of the third master's crime. It's just a good name to get rid of the third master.
And your every move has already been exposed under the eyes of the Hun Jun.
Stupid. "
Flower Mo dust listened to this sentence, feel brain all in hum hum hum of ring, the whole body up and down of blood, all gush up head.
He recalled the scene of their meeting.
Before, Hun Jun's attitude towards him was very general, even worse than that of other male favourites. It's not too much to forget him.
Later, or he took the initiative to deliver soup, this just again into the eyes of HunJun.
Is that Hun Jun aware of his undercover identity at this time? No wonder Hun Jun came all the time. Although he was ordered to serve him, he never asked him
Hua Mochen recalled that he was in a cold sweat on his back. In the face of such a cruel truth, his heart seemed to be gouged out.
Empty pain.
It's also true. How can it be possible to be a nine or five-year-old like HunJun
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A core member of the third prince's staff, who was responsible for contacting him, appeared in his sight.
"Mo Chen, long time no see."
I'm old enough to see him. I look like an old friend.
Old Yu naturally knew that he had betrayed.
Before, he secretly contacted him and asked about him, but Hua Mo Chen changed his way to inquire, and even wanted his life.
If it wasn't for his great fortune and great life, it's estimated that the grass on the grave would be very high now.
Hua Mo Chen is surprised to see Lao Yu in front of him.
At that time, he personally stabbed the dagger into his chest. After confirming that he had no breath and pulse, he left. How could he still be alive?
But it doesn't matter. Just let him die again.
Hua Mo Chen put his eyes on the long sword pointing to him, directly reached out to Buddha and said faintly: "these shrimp soldiers and crab generals can't kill me."
Confidence comes from strength.
Even if the number doubles, he will be able to retreat.
It's a very small place. Even if so many of them want to go together, they can't do it. On the contrary, it's not good for them to fight.
If it was him, he would definitely choose some bright places.
"You step back."
Lao Yu waved his hand and signaled the crowd to come back.
He looked at the flower Mo dust in front of him and laughed sarcastically. He said, "Hua Mo dust, I want you to come here today to show you something."
Old said, the room curtains pulled, the window paper will tear off most.
Flower Mo dust looking at him this pair of affectation deep appearance, Cu Cu eyebrow, a few steps then came to the position of his body side.
Casual eyes looked out of the window.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it. Looking at it like this, he was stunned for a moment. His hand hanging on one side tightly clenched into a fist, and he held the corner of his clothes uneasily.
It's a street away from the place where he and Lao Yu made an appointment.
However, because there was no one on the road in the middle of the night, he was very familiar with Qiao Yanran's figure, so he recognized it at a glance.
Hun Jun She didn't have any Chinese medicine, so she came up with it.
"You don't think you're undercover, are you?" Old Yu's lips crossed a curve of sarcasm and said: "in fact, you have already suspected you. Otherwise, why do you think you can only get your favor?
Hun Jun put you by his side. It's just convenient to watch you. By the way, he can find the evidence of the third master's crime. It's just a good name to get rid of the third master.
And your every move has already been exposed under the eyes of the Hun Jun.
Stupid. "
Flower Mo dust listened to this sentence, feel brain all in hum hum hum of ring, the whole body up and down of blood, all gush up head.
He recalled the scene of their meeting.
Before, Hun Jun's attitude towards him was very general, even worse than that of other male favourites. It's not too much to forget him.
Later, or he took the initiative to deliver soup, this just again into the eyes of HunJun.
Is that Hun Jun aware of his undercover identity at this time? No wonder Hun Jun came all the time. Although he was ordered to serve him, he never asked him
Hua Mochen recalled that he was in a cold sweat on his back. In the face of such a cruel truth, his heart seemed to be gouged out.
Empty pain.
It's also true. How can it be possible to be a nine or five-year-old like HunJun
A core member of the third prince's staff, who was responsible for contacting him, appeared in his sight. "Mo Chen, long time no see." I'm old enough to see him. I look like an old friend. Old Yu naturally knew that he had betrayed. Before, he secretly contacted him and asked about him, but Hua Mo Chen changed his way to inquire, and even wanted his life. If it wasn't for his great fortune and great life, it's estimated that the grass on the grave would be very high now. Hua Mo Chen is surprised to see Lao Yu in front of him. At that time, he personally stabbed the dagger into his chest. After confirming that he had no breath and pulse, he left. How could he still be alive? But it doesn't matter. Just let him die again. Hua Mo Chen put his eyes on the long sword pointing to him, directly reached out to Buddha and said faintly: "these shrimp soldiers and crab generals can't kill me." Confidence comes from strength. Even if the number doubles, he will be able to retreat. It's a very small place. Even if so many of them want to go together, they can't do it. On the contrary, it's not good for them to fight. If it was him, he would definitely choose some bright places. "You step back." Lao Yu waved his hand and signaled the crowd to come back. He looked at the flower Mo dust in front of him and laughed sarcastically. He said, "Hua Mo dust, I want you to come here today to show you something." Old said, the room curtains pulled, the window paper will tear off most. Flower Mo dust looking at him this pair of affectation deep appearance, Cu Cu eyebrow, a few steps then came to the position of his body side. Casual eyes looked out of the window. It doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it. Looking at it like this, he was stunned for a moment. His hand hanging on one side tightly clenched into a fist, and he held the corner of his clothes uneasily. It's a street away from the place where he and Lao Yu made an appointment. However, because there was no one on the road in the middle of the night, he was very familiar with Qiao Yanran's figure, so he recognized it at a glance. Hun Jun She didn't have any Chinese medicine, so she came up with it. "You don't think you're undercover, are you?" Old Yu's lips crossed a curve of sarcasm and said: "in fact, you have already suspected you. Otherwise, why do you think you can only get your favor? Hun Jun put you by his side. It's just convenient to watch you. By the way, he can find the evidence of the third master's crime. It's just a good name to get rid of the third master. And your every move has already been exposed under the eyes of the Hun Jun. Stupid. " Flower Mo dust listened to this sentence, feel brain all in hum hum hum of ring, the whole body up and down of blood, all gush up head. He recalled the scene of their meeting. Before, Hun Jun's attitude towards him was very general, even worse than that of other male favourites. It's not too much to forget him. Later, or he took the initiative to deliver soup, this just again into the eyes of HunJun. Is that Hun Jun aware of his undercover identity at this time? No wonder Hun Jun came all the time. Although he was ordered to serve him, he never asked him Hua Mochen recalled that he was in a cold sweat on his back. In the face of such a cruel truth, his heart seemed to be gouged out. Empty pain. It's also true. How can it be possible to be a nine or five-year-old like HunJun
