"Isn't Qingyan back yet?"

"not yet."

Han Wuyi turned his back and continued: "Send a message to her. If you really can't find it, don't look for it anymore. I don't want to lose a Super Douluo for a loser who is not sure whether he can break through."

Dugu Bo responded and left to pass the message to Fei Ying.

The message of the Blue Silver Grass is almost universal and can be transmitted almost smoothly without any risk of being intercepted, but Han Wuyi will never use it, let alone let anyone know about it, except for Tang San's need.

Letting Tang San know it was a warning, but if these people knew it, it would be a threat.

No one wants to be monitored all the time, not to mention that the main members of Quicksand are all coerced to join. He doesn't want the forces he has put together to fall apart in an instant before the showdown. Will also rebel.

What's more, it may bring devastating disaster to these fragile bluesilver grasses.

As we all know, he is not a good person and never keeps his promises, but it is because he keeps his promises that he does all the bad things... and then... climbs to that position!

From the day he came to this world, he regarded himself as an outsider. He had no belonging to this world at all. All his plans were just for survival, for the two gods who appeared in the book, and for returning. Home.

For this purpose, he can compromise, he can be groveling, he can scheme and use anyone!

Even if it’s senior sister, even if it’s Qian Renxue who is really moved!

Only these Lan Yincao, who trusted him wholeheartedly and could let him put down all his guard and enjoy a moment of tranquility, felt a little unbearable.

But so what, it's just the product of words between fingers...

A dark shadow lurked behind the huge door number, and a group of patrolling disciples passed below without anyone noticing.

When the patrol team passed by, the black shadow slid down the doorpost, clinging to the ground and entering the shadows beside the mountain road.

Leaning against the corner of the corridor, he slowly approached the target's room. Two maids walked together in the corridor. A pair of golden beast eyes opened under the corridor, and they climbed up the ridge along the pillars like a civet cat.

Crawling slowly against the ridge of the roof, in the corridor below me, groups of people patrolling passed by, but they didn't hear any movement.

He quietly approached the target's room, quietly crawling at the junction of the corridor and the room, staring at the door.

A maid came out with a tray, this was an opportunity!

The moment the maid closed the door, she flew over like a spirit swallow, and then wormed her way in through the gap in the door like a snake.

boom!

The door closed, but not even a piece of her clothes was caught.

As soon as Ghost entered the room, before she had time to get up, she was frightened to death by the four people in front of her.

I saw the ghost hidden in the night clothes with only a bunch of golden beast eyes exposed, half-kneeling on the ground, still making movements to get up, but froze in place.

Opposite her were Ning Fengzhi who was holding tea and enjoying her daughter's shoulder rub, Chen Xin who was holding the Seven Killing Sword Little Apple, and Gu Rong who was also holding a cup of hot tea. The four of them looked at each other in unison. Holding her.

The ten eyes faced each other, and the air froze, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

After a while, Ghoster took out a token from his arms, bowed forward, and held the token above his head with both hands.

"Nike Qiusha, Ghost'er is ordered by the leader to give Sect Master Ning a gift!"

Ning Fengzhi and the others looked at each other in confusion, going against the quicksand?

Never heard of it! Is he the enemy of Quicksand?

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