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The next moment, he has stood in front of the coquettish boss Niang Xiangyu.

Jin Xiangyu bitterly said: "If you come to me, I am very happy. I don't mind if I climb my bed in the middle of the night. But this is not compliant..."

Jun Ao’s face with a mask doesn’t show any expression.

"Do you say it, do you still give it?"

She rubbed her face with her hand and quickly slammed a piece of paper on the table.

"Hurry up, don't say you know me later!"

After a moment, Jun Aohan appeared in front of the proud wind, holding a portrait in his hand.

"Even if you turn the entire Fengyi City over, you should find this person for me!"

He said coldly: "No matter what you live!"

In his heart, he is actually a little nervous.

He has not been threatened with death for a long time.

Especially this threat, actually from the killing manual!

This mysterious organization spread across the continent, I don't know how many Tibetan dragons are helping.

In this case, is someone really taking this task?

If you change to the previous one, he will only pay a smile.

Come on, you have to fight, then you can fight!

But it is different now.

In his heart, there are already people who are concerned...

He wants to eliminate all dangerous possibilities in the bud.

And he is even more afraid. What if the person can't deal with him and turn to deal with Ye Qingli?

"If you can't get a living, just come to see me with death!"

Just in the moment when Jun Ao Han left the killing handicrafts, in the corner of the hall.

Suddenly a young man who stood up was standing up.

He was wearing a black coat and a long fight, and he couldn’t see it at all.

He picked up the long sword on the table, and soon his figure disappeared into the hut.

Not long after, on the bulletin board, there was a flashing task text that suddenly faded.

This means that this task has already been picked up.

This kind of thing has been happening countless times every day, and these killers are all commonplace.

However, when someone inadvertently glanced at the bulletin board, he suddenly screamed.

"That mission... someone picked it up!"

"Seeing that you haven't seen the world before, what can be worth making a fuss about?"

"That is the task of killing the ghost king!"

Everyone’s eyes are brushed out.

Sure enough, that text has changed color.

This means that someone really took the task!

You know, in the whole Dalu, no one has been able to complete the Seven Flame mission for a long time!

This is the only thing that the strongest people can do on this continent!

"Who is such a bad thing?"

"Is it the legendary seven-flame killer?"

"How come they will come to Fengyi City!"

Everyone was talking about it, and no one noticed that the unremarkable young man who came out of the crowd quietly.

He quietly left the killing craftsmanship, in the no-man's place, took off the fight on his head.

A long white hair fluttered in the wind.

"Is that the person I was looking for?"

He muttered silently in his mouth.

"Don't let me down..."

At this time, Jun Aohan was standing in Yun'an's study.

He was all over the body, and he had a cold breath.

Even the guards around, all left far away.

Otherwise, they are afraid that they will be torn into pieces by the murderous murder of the Ghost King.

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