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213 This Is Not a Misunderstanding? 3

Feeling Ye Yimu's look at her face and her disgusting eyes, Leng Zitian slowed down and turned his head to meet her eyes that she was looking at.

When he met Leng Zitian's calm eyes, Ye Yimu hummed and said, "Can it be your enemy again? How many people have you offended? Tell us and let us calculate if we have any way out?"

"I don't know...org" Leng Zitian thought about it and answered seriously and realistically

Leng Zitian's words are true. He really doesn't know about this issue. In the officialdom and on the battlefield, there are too many people he offended and killed, so many that he doesn't know how many enemies he has...

Of course, Leng Zitian didn't bother to remember other irrelevant enemies after leaving a hundred miles of unparalleled seldom.

"I know, I know." Situ Mingri, who was holding his mouth but didn't say anything, finally found an opportunity to speak.

He knew very well when it comes to Leng Zitian's enemy. Basically, he and his brother came to solve the problem.

"Not many, only about three or five hundred." Situ Mingri said casually after thinking about it, but Situ Mingri was really low-key this time.

Otherwise, what can I say? The Lord of the Man is here, and the Lord of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of the Man of

And there are many fragmented enemies, and he doesn't even know them, they have been solved by the people below, right?

If you really want to talk about Leng Zitian’s enemy, there must be no 10,000 or 8,000 people. They are not considered to be weak and ungrown...

"That's fine, not too much. At least after all, I can live a peaceful life after all. Well, yeah, yeah..." Ye Yimu murmured to himself, murmured something.

Ye Yimu frowned from time to time: It's such a nightmare, can't you keep being frightened in the future? And he stretched his eyebrows from time to time: Fortunately, it's okay, it's not too cruel, there is still room for him. He glanced at Leng Zitian from time to time and felt a little disgusted: I must have done such an immoral thing in my previous life, right? I can meet someone like him who is full of enemies? He is proud from time to time: Leng Zitian is really... beautiful, beautiful, and has strength, and is quite good...

Ye Yimu only took a few seconds to get over everything good or bad. Of course, before she heard what Leng Zitian said next, she thought it was quite amiable.

"It should be more than the one who dies in my hands?" Leng Zitian was a little confused.

Since he heard Ye Yimu ask a question, he was thinking about this question that he had never thought of. After Situ Mingri said that number, he subconsciously summarized it.

Ye Yimu was struggling for a few seconds, Leng Zitian summarized it for a few seconds, and then subconsciously spoke. Of course, all this was just because Ye Yimu asked the question

Back to the topic, it doesn’t matter whether Situ Mingri and Situ Mingyue were ordered to solve the problem, or other people below...

Yes, Leng Zitian wants to express that this is probably the case. Well, at this time, he is real again

"..." Ye Yimu didn't say anything, and stood there, she didn't want to talk.

"..." Situ Mingri didn't say anything, and he was still standing there, not daring to speak.

But Ye Yimu and Situ Mingri have one similar expression now, that is: entanglement

Ye Yimu was struggling to settle accounts, five a day, ten a day... Situ Mingri was struggling with Leng Zitian's mind. Something must have happened just now, or he encountered a fake demon...

Leng Zitian saw that neither of them was talking, especially Ye Yimu, not only did he not say anything, but he was still concentrating on calculating something. He thought they hadn't heard what he said, forget it, it didn't matter whether he heard it or not. Leng Zitian didn't say anything. Two of the three walked with depressed thoughts.

"King Leng, Miss Ye Er, please stay." A man came from behind, Ye Yimu and Situ Mingri turned around and looked at each other.

"Aren't you the one who vomited blood just now?" Situ Mingri saw that he was the leading guard just now. Seeing that he was breathless all the way, he became teasing. He wanted to pick up any pot without opening a single pot.

"Why are you again?" Ye Yimu was also a little helpless. This man is really not afraid of death.

No matter how much she appreciates the man's perseverance, she can't resist the need to take the initiative to die.

"Prince Leng, Miss Ye Er, my master invites you two to the mansion to get together." The leader guard lowered his head halfway and spoke again.

"What's your name?" Ye Yimu did not respond to the leading guard, but asked another question lightly.

"Lei Shen" leader guard replied

"Well, Lei Shen, although I admire you very much, it doesn't mean I will tolerate you for the second time."
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