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Chapter 18: The Imperative

So it looks very friendly, so it’s inevitable that we’ll get closer to him

He pricked up his ears and waited for a long time, unable to wait for the next question: "Why?"

Aorong finished chewing the rabbit leg, drank a bowl of soup and fish soup, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped his lips, then slowly dropped a few words, "I like him."

What kind of bullshit answer is this? If you say it, you haven’t said it yet.

Without waiting for him to ask again, she stood up gracefully, walked to the stream and washed her hands to wash away the greasy feeling.

There is a hint of regret in my heart

Can such a man just pass by?

Will you regret it when you look back in the future?

But she couldn't compromise and gave up her principles in order to please him.

Unless he takes the initiative to give up those women,

Otherwise it would be impossible for them to be together

Qing Cang looked at the strangely beautiful and dazzling woman under the starry sky and sighed in frustration.

But there was a look in her eyes that was determined to win, and she aroused his unprecedented desire to conquer.

One day, she will be willing to be with him,

Accompany him to see this great river and mountains

I no longer care about any messy principles

He believes and firmly believes in this

Sleeping until midnight, Aorong suddenly jumped up and said, "The enemy is here again."

Zhou Rui was the first to react and picked up the sword beside him, "Fuck, can't you just let us rest quietly for a night?"

Being hunted continuously for more than a month has made everyone exhausted and in panic all day long.

Those assassins were like phoenixes. When one group died, another group would be replaced. They chased them all the way as if they were desperate.

"Sir Protector," Jiang Yuebin shouted, and several people formed a circle to protect Tang Qingcang.

Aorong held the sword in his hand and took the lead, rushing forward first.

As soon as he entered the crowd, he was cut like a watermelon, and blood flew everywhere. Dead bodies were everywhere. There was no fierce fighting, only the sword was raised and dropped, and he was killed with just one sword.

It is obviously light and ethereal, like a person dancing alone, but it exudes a strong murderous aura, and the flames burning in the sky are deep in the eyes, very much like a hell angel.

The assassin leader was extremely desperate. Even though he knew he was no match for her, he still organized assassinations again and again. Each time, he was easily resolved. In the past month or so, they had suffered numerous casualties and lost most of the people in Zhaixing Tower.

And this time they came out in full force, using the last batch of manpower,

Sadly, he had an ominous premonition

This Star-Zhaing Tower, which has been passed down for five generations, will probably be destroyed by her hands.


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