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- 312 Misfortunes never come singly
In the courtyard of the Provincial Government in the center of Jiangcheng City, the curtains of the bedroom on the second floor of a villa were tightly closed, but a subtle light could still shine through the gaps in the curtains.
"I'm about to die" Ye Xiaorong gasped weakly. In the man's eyes, her devilishly attractive body was covered with fine beads of sweat.
"Yeah?". Wang Junjie smiled softly and lifted the woman's round chin.
"Well, every time I'm with you, I always think about dying in your arms." Ye Xiaorong pouted, a thirty-year-old woman acting coquettishly like an eighteen-year-old girl. In front of this man, she was just a child without an opinion.
After more than two hours of entanglement, Ye Xiaorong felt that she had gone through several reincarnations from birth to death. This feeling was unprecedentedly full, surpassing everything she had ever known before. If she was more grateful than liked Wang Junjie when they were together at the beginning, then now her feelings for this man have nothing to do with gratitude, only love and a sense of belonging from the heart.
"Junjie, I'm very scared. I'm afraid that one day you will leave me" Ye Xiaorong tried her best to turn over and hug the man, her delicate skin pressed against the man's body.
"Haha." Wang Junjie didn't answer but just smiled. He had no way to answer. He couldn't say the answer, and he didn't want to deceive the other party.
The woman who didn't get an answer looked a little sad. No answer meant some kind of answer she didn't want to get.
"Love me, Junjie." The woman didn't know where she got the strength, she reached out and hooked the man's neck hard, offering her soft and fragrant lips.
The beautiful singing voice sounded again in the room, high and low, long and short. After a long time, after a long sound, it fell into silence again.
Wang Junjie patted the woman's plump buttocks and slowly withdrew from her body. Since practicing Jiuduan Gong, some of his functions have also improved. It is really difficult for a woman to satisfy him every time. If Ye Xiaorong hadn't performed exceptionally well today, it would have been impossible for him to be satisfied.
The lights in the room dimmed, and the woman was almost speechless, and fell asleep in the man's arms in a moment.
In Jiangcheng in the early morning, except for the central section of the city, the rest of the city has been plunged into darkness. Except for the occasional vehicles passing by on the streets and the shadows cast by the dim street lights swaying in the wind, everything is dark. sleep.
In the empty room of the Xianmen stronghold, Haotian, who was sitting cross-legged and practicing, was awakened by the sharp ringing of the phone.
He opened his palms in the air, and the endless calls from the distance seemed to be pulled by an invisible rope and flew over.
"Gabriel, don't you people from the White Territory need to practice?" Haotian's tone was very unkind. No matter who was disturbed while practicing, he would not be in a good mood.
"Lucifer took action, but the Kusama people were not destroyed." The voice on the phone was always cold, but today there was a trace of fear in the coldness.
"What?" Haotian was stunned for a moment, then fell silent.
"Lucifer received the news, so he took action, but not all the Kusama people were wiped out, and one escaped." Gabriel repeated calmly.
Haotian was furious: "Gabriel, I'm not deaf, I can hear you. What's the point of telling me this? What you should tell me is who is the person who escaped and where is he now?"
"His name is Cao Ji, the second master of the Cao Jian tribe. He is 4,000 years old and in his prime." Gabriel's voice said unhurriedly: "No one knows where he is now. I According to the news from the people, Lucifer has been searching for 3 hours, and the traces of escape end at the Pacific Ocean, so they should be nowhere to be found.¡±
"Hey, you people from the White Territory have done such good things that even six members of the Kusama clan can't handle it, and you still claim to be the first race?" Haotian said through gritted teeth. The situation that was already safe suddenly changed because of an escaped Kusama clan. Not safe anymore.
"Gabriel, do they two know about this?"
"Amita already knows, Tu Yan hasn't had time to tell him yet. Oh, by the way, there is another bad news, do you want to hear it?"
"Is there anything worse than this?" Haotian was speechless.
"Almost the same," Gabriel replied.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have something to say, say it quickly," Haotian said angrily. How could there be so much bad news on such a good night?
Gabriel was not angry, and still spoke slowly: "This news is a problem for your three Chinese sects You'd better go to the Xijing Hotel with Tu Yan immediately. I think you should let Amitao tell you."
"" Haotian slammed the phone shut, not even bothering to say goodbye. Gabriel was still trying to show off at this time, which made him furious. Sharon WhitePeople, since more than a hundred years ago, these two families have been hooking up like taking a drug. Otherwise, how could the people of the White Territory still control most of the world now?
Amitabha
Haotian turned on his mobile phone bitterly and informed Tu Yan to rush to the Xijing Hotel immediately. Angry as he was, business still had to be done, and things that could make Gabriel pay attention were definitely of great importance.
"Cousin Xuansu's" mental waves spread outward layer by layer. Haotian changed his clothes while calling the top master of the three sects, the only woman in the Tianqin clan who did not give him face.
"What's the matter?" Xuan Su's voice came from far away, vague but clear.
"Something happened, let's go to the Sharon people."
¡°I¡¯m not going, you can go by yourself.¡± Xuan Su ignored him as usual.
"It's about the life and death of our Tianqin people. Let's go together. Maybe we need your help."
Xuansu was silent for a while, and then answered after a minute or two: "Okay, you wait for me downstairs."
Life and death
Haotian is not exaggerating. If there was an enemy in Kusama who had cultivated to the sixth level in the past, he would not be scary, but now a sixth-level practitioner hiding in the dark can make the four major races feel like they are in the throat, and they are on tenterhooks day and night.
In the refreshing night breeze in the early morning, several groups of people hurriedly appeared in the Xijing Hotel. Under the guidance of the Xianmen disciples outside the gate, they took the elevator directly to the top floor without stopping in the lobby for a moment.
In the hotel lobby, in the dead of night, there was a family of three sitting on the sofa in a corner. The red electronic clock on the wall already shows arrival at this time
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