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Chapter 945 Then do you know whether the tribute in my hand is real or not?

Chu Qingge felt a little restless tonight.

I always feel that my eyelids are beating all the time, and there is a kind of uneasiness rising from the bottom of my heart.

Also, I feel a chill on my neck from time to time. What do you mean?

After having dinner, she went to the courtyard downstairs and patrolled every corner.

The masters live upstairs, and they protect the courtyard below, the front yard and the back yard.

The guards were all dressed simply and looked like ordinary business travelers who hired thugs.

But tonight among the guards, why do I always feel something is wrong?

Qingge suddenly stopped and turned around, staring at the guard who was sitting with others in the corner, eating steamed buns and beef jerky.

He was wearing a light gray outfit, just like the other guards. The style was obviously the same, but it felt a little different.

Qingge narrowed her eyes.

Suddenly, he walked over quickly and said in a low voice: "You, come with me to patrol upstairs."

The tall body of the guard was slightly shaken, but without raising his head, he stood up and followed her with his head lowered.

Today, Chu Qingge is also dressed as a guard, wearing her homemade high-heeled boots.

Originally only a little over 1.6 meters tall, after putting on these boots, he immediately became over 1.75 meters tall.

Coupled with the somewhat loose protective clothing and disguised makeup, he really looked like a man.

Walking to a guest room on the second floor, Qingge suddenly opened the door and walked in quickly.

The man behind him followed quickly, and after entering, he immediately closed the door.

"Mr. Murong, I don't remember when I placed you in my team."

Qingge turned around and stared at his downcast face. www.yshuge.org

Knowing that he could not escape her eyesight, Murong Xu had no choice but to raise his head and meet her gaze.

"Sorry, City Lord, I'm just... a little worried."

"Are you worried that I am not capable enough, or are you worried that I have ulterior motives?"

Murong Xu didn't answer this question, maybe.

"What exactly is a tribute? Do you know?"

"I don't know." Murong Xu answered so quickly that he knew clearly that his words were full of flaws.

So, he knows.

"Are you also sure that the tribute in the hands of the 'city lord' next door is genuine?"

When Chu Qingge asked this question, there was always a faint smile on her lips.

That half-smiling look made Murong Xu's heart skip a beat, and he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

"This... I originally thought it must be true."

Could it be that the tribute that Chu Qingge personally guarded was fake?

If it is fake, then where is the real tribute?

Suddenly, a figure flashed through Murong Xu's mind. He was dressed in white and had an air of immortality, but was indifferent and indifferent.

Mr. Li Ye from Zhaixing Villa!

He had not forgotten that on that day in the ring, Chu Qingge's martial arts was obviously not as good as Li Ye's.

But for some unknown reason, Li Ye suddenly left and gave up the position of city lord to Chu Qingge.

But later, Chu Qingge moved into Zhaixing Villa.

They sent countless people to inquire, but they were unable to find out the backgrounds of the people at Zhaixing Villa.

A group of people appear out of thin air, a group of martial arts masters that are completely invisible to people.

The most important thing is that they and Chu Qingge are obviously on the same team.

If the tribute from Chu Qingge is fake, the tribute from Mr. Liye is real...

This is completely possible!


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