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After just a slap, Dongfang Zhi threw the whip aside, frowned and twisted his hands in disgust: "How can I treat you in the traditional way?"

"Just watch." The voice turned fierce: "Do it."

He sat down slowly, listening to the sound of flesh and blood bursting, and showed an expression of enjoyment.

After making a stop motion, Dongfang Zhi was lying on the chair, looking at the bloody go-getter: "Do you want to consider saying something you know? You still have a partner."

The general just lowered his head and ignored Dongfang Zhi at all. The blood slowly formed a small pool on the ground along his strong torso.

She looked at him with a smile and a scheming look: "Calculating the time, it's almost time. The arrest warrant should have been issued."

Finally, Gan Jiang made some movement, his eyes fixed on Dongfang Zhi, but he still didn't speak.

Dongfang Zhi was not annoyed. He touched his chin and looked like he suddenly realized: "Oh, it's hard for you to tell whether your employer is here. It's easy."

"Here comes someone."

The person next to him pushed him, and the general appeared in another room.

"What do you think you can get out of this? Dongfang Zhi, you underestimate me. I'm just a puppet. If I die, I will die. Hahahahahahaha. Compared with your master, you are far behind."

Angry laughter echoed in the dark cell.

Besides, he didn't dare to betray himself.

"Really?" Dongfang directly took out a token.

He looked left and right and said casually: "This token is really exquisitely made."

But Mu Chen's expression changed, and his back tensed: "I don't know what you are talking about? What can you prove by just taking a token?"

Dongfang Zhi nodded understandingly: "Then why are you so nervous? Yu's Order, the Order of the National Preceptor of the Northern Kingdom."

Chen Chen's sinister eyes flashed crazily, as if he was being teased by Dongfang Zhi and became angry. He struggled crazily, and the chain clanged under the force of force: "What on earth do you want to say? I fell into your hands.

What else can be said?”

She looked at him with splitting eyes, her eyes were scarlet: "My Mu family's blood feud, even if Feng Di goes to the eighteenth level of purgatory, I will take it back from him."

"Don't be excited. It seems that you won't say anything today. I just got this token by chance. I didn't say it must have something to do with you. It seems to be a cover-up." ωωw..net

Dongfang Zhi squinted at him and put the token away: After all, the Imperial Preceptor of the Northern Kingdom has always been mysterious."

Mu Chen's eyes were fixed on Dongfang Zhi's back, his cold eyes filled with murderous intent, he clasped his hands tightly together and suddenly looked up to the sky and roared: "Ah!!"

"Your Highness." Dongfang Zhi listened to the roar inside and respectfully gave the token to Feng Qiming.

Feng Qiming looked at the token and glanced at Dongfang Zhi.

Dongfang Zhi thought Feng Qiming was waiting for him to explain how he got the token: "This token was given to me personally by my daughter's national master in the North Country."

Feng Qiming looked worried. Seeing him like that, he felt awkward in his heart, and his tone was slightly warning: "Captain, her surname is Feng."

Dongfang Zhi had no doubt that he was there, nodded, and touched his nose awkwardly: "Oh."

Obviously he didn't intend to pay attention to this topic.

Feng Qiming didn't know what to say. This felt a bit strange. He used to be a monarch and a minister.

I didn't think it was anything, but suddenly there was such an extra layer of relationship, and it felt awkward no matter how I thought about it.

"Act according to the plan. It depends on whether it is the turtle that lures you into the urn." Feng Qiming sighed heavily.

The brothers eventually fell to the point of killing each other.


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