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Chapter 331: Using their corpses to make mummy

"I...my identity can't be told to you yet." Nangong Zhao said.

"As for dealing with Luo Huaming, I have my own method.

"Although I don't know him very well, I'm not so ignorant that I don't know how powerful he is.

"In the Tianzhuo Kingdom, Nangongze, the third prince of Tianzhuo, is called the God of War...

"In Luo Hua Kingdom, Luo Huaming is the patron saint of their country.

"Everyone says that the only person who can rival Nangongze is Luo Huaming of Luo Hua Kingdom.

"Luo Huaming is a versatile man in both civil and military affairs, and he has powerful power in the court.

"It is not impossible if he wants to take the throne of his brother King Luo Hua instead.

"However, it seems that he is not very interested in the throne. He is pursuing other things."

"He wants to be number one in the world."

Jialan said, "He wants to practice a kind of magic skill...

"He sent people from the Butterfly Sect out to collect the top masters in the world and kill them...

"Then use their corpses to make mummies...

"It's like this. By using witchcraft, you can develop a unique magical skill called magic skill."

"Magic power? Never heard of it."

During Proton's ten-year career, Nangong Zhao didn't know much about the outside world, and everything was in the learning stage.

Ye Jingjing has already wiped Murong Xue's body.

She walked out of the room.

"How is Xueer?"

Jialan saw Ye Jingjing coming out and quickly walked towards her.

"It's been wiped off... I believe that after a while, her fever should be gone."

Ye Jingjing said to Jialan, "Now you can take care of her."

"Thank you, Miss Ye."

Garland walked towards the room.

After walking a few steps, he turned back, looked at Ye Jingjing and said, "Miss Ye is so lucky.

"You are so lucky to have a man as infatuated and devoted as Mr. Beitang, who is devoted to you."

"What?" Ye Jingjing was a little confused...

She blinked her eyes and looked at the back of Jialan's submerged door with confusion.

He turned around again and looked at Nangong Zhao.

"What does this dead Galan mean?"

"I don't know either……"

Nangong Zhao smiled lightly and pretended to be confused.


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