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Chapter 721

Chapter 721

"To be precise, she was asking about these things in a roundabout way, and I followed the trend and deliberately released the clues."

"She is testing me, why don't I test her."

Chen Xuanjun said bitterly: "She drank with me and found out the combination of the safe, thinking that I was drunk and unconscious."

"Little did you know that I was very sober, sober as I had never been before."

Tengu was shocked and said: "The information was exposed?"

Chen Xuanjun said calmly: "No, the incident in Xiaguo Village made me suspicious, so I moved the undercover information to another place in advance."

Tengu breathed a sigh of relief, took out a cigarette and handed it to Chen Xuanjun: "Fourth Master, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."

"Since you no longer trust the red fish Jiang Yuezhong, why not get your lucky red lotus back as soon as possible."

"It's really not safe to put it with the old magic stick."

"To put it harshly, it is tantamount to leaving your life to the control of others, and the consequences will be disastrous."

Chen Xuanjun took the cigarette, held it in his mouth, and waited for the Tengu to light it for him. He couldn't wait to take a few puffs.

Thick smoke spurted out from his mouth and nostrils, was swept by the cool breeze, rippled over the pavilion, and disappeared one by one.

Tengu flipped the lighter and said, "What are you worried about, Fourth Master?"

Chen Xuanjun's eyes were silent as he said, "It would be good if there is room for maneuver in this matter. I am afraid that I will completely break my skin and the situation will be out of control."

"Jiang Yuezhong refused to give in and pinched my seven inches, making it difficult for me to move. I was restrained by him."

"There is no more friendship to talk about in the past, and even..."

Afterwards, Chen Xuanjun did not continue.

He smoked muffledly, his face was gloomy, and murderous intent appeared and disappeared.

Tengu said anxiously: "This won't work. We must not let Jiang Yuezhong take the initiative."

"It's not scary for Red Fish to rebel. After all, her skills were taught by Fourth Master himself. We can control her easily."

"The old magic stick is different. This guy has a thirteenth level of martial arts cultivation and claims to be the seventh in the world."

"I am alone, with no one to blame for my shortcomings."

Chen Xuanjun finished smoking one cigarette and knocked on the table. Tengu immediately handed over the second cigarette and said: "Fourth Master, I have to suffer the consequences of this. I can't wait any longer."

"After so many years of hard work, the evil python finally turned into a dragon."

"Once the nine red lotuses of luck are destroyed, this..."

The Tengu shuddered and said: "This is a desperate situation. The tragedy of trying to draw water from a bamboo basket is in vain. There will never be a day for recovery."

Chen Xuanjun's hard-pressed impetuous mood collapsed on the spot with Tiangu's last words. He stood up suddenly, strode around and said, "Jiang Yuezhong has a disciple. I met him accidentally once. He seems to be very precious."

"Go look for it and try your best to catch it for me."

"Don't move on the red fish side for now, don't look weird, I will take care of her."

Tengu left the cigarette behind, bowed and excused himself, saying, "I'll go check it out right away."

Chen Xuanjun responded vaguely, and then suddenly stopped him: "No, the actions of peripheral forces can easily be noticed by Jiang Yuezhong. You can't touch this matter."

"Not only can't we move, we have to maintain the calmness we had before."

"Qingyang, I'll let Qingyang handle it."

Chen Xuanjun's right hand while holding the cigarette trembled inexplicably: "Besides this, I have a second move to make. I'm willing to give up small things to make big gains."

Tengu bent down to listen, but did not wait for Mr. Chen's detailed explanation.

He couldn't help but look up and saw that the pavilion was already empty.

That big black umbrella was lying quietly on the side, helpless.


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