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Chapter 825: Deep Mountain Blood Painting 3

What made Ouyang Xi angry was that both of them seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no news.

Ouyang Xi didn't believe they were dead

People like Ouyangli and Ling Yun will definitely not die so easily

They are his

Regardless of whether Ling Wu died or not, he would kill them, especially Ling Yun, under the sword.

As long as Lingwu hurts the person, he can't tolerate that person to survive.

Now Ouyang Xi is no longer the emperor of Dongling Kingdom. The things he had been worried about before now have no effect on him anymore.

The sword in my hand is only good at drinking the blood of the enemy.

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Although Ling Yun told Ling Fei that way, he still honestly took off the kettle from Ouyang Xi’s horse, filled it with water and walked to Ouyang Xi’s side, handed the kettle to him: “Emperor…

.”

After shouting the words, he changed his words in time: "Brother, drink some water."

Ouyang Xi silently took the kettle from Lingyun's hand, but did not drink it, but just held it in his hand, his eyes still looked at the mountains surrounded by clouds in the distance.

This time, they heard from others that someone had seen Lingwu here, so they arrived at this place where there were mountains but mountains.

Ling Yun sighed: "Brother, don't worry, this time I can't tell whether it is true or false, and maybe Lingwu has already..."

Before he could finish his words, Ouyang Xi suddenly looked at him with cold eyes.

He reached out and scratched his head, and said with a smile: "I just said, maybe Lingwu is already on the way back to the capital."


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