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With him as the center, the time within a few meters around him is completely confined.

He stood in the air, motionless, like a sculpture, holding a pair of long gun attack posture.

"Goodbye, that's what you're going to force."

The corner of Mu Yu's mouth rose slightly, and the split sword in his hand quickly crossed his neck.

A blood line flew up from mid air, and his head fell to the ground like a ball from the air.

With a wave of Mu Yu's hand, the yaori flame turns into a fire net, burning Zhao Feihong's head and body to ashes.

After the treatment, Mu Yu opens the purple magic pupil and sweeps around the city to find the trace of Duanmu Qingling.

Starfish City, a remote building.

Duanmu Qingling was sitting in a small room. Her face was full of anxiety.

"What to do? Mu Yu is still seriously injured and has no one to take care of him. "

Duanmu Qingling sighed, and then his eyes shot out two cold awns, "old thief Zhao, as a famous commander in the southeast, you have made such a mean and vulgar means."

"If there is something wrong with Mu Yu, I will never die with you."

Her spiritual pulse was sealed by Zhao Feihong. At this time, her accomplishments were all lost, and her spiritual power could not be mentioned.

These days, she tried to escape many times, but there were a large number of soldiers stationed outside, which ended in failure.

At this time, creak.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

A fair faced, handsome young man came in through the door.

"How dare you to insult my father behind your back

This young man is Zhao Yan, the son of Zhao Feihong. His face has been covered with cold.

"Don't you know what your father did?"

Duanmu Qingling said coldly: "we are kind-hearted to help you in the southeast. Even if your father doesn't know how to be grateful, he has done such things to us. He is a sinister and mean person."

"Shut up

Zhao yannu said: "my father put you under house arrest for his own purpose. It's not up to you to point out."

Such unreasonable words can be said. The father and son are both of the same virtue.

Duanmu Qingling sneered and said: "if you are seriously injured by others in the future, please don't blame others, because they hurt you with good intentions."

Zhao Yan shook his head and sniffed: "women are women. They like to be unreasonable and fussy. Forget it, I don't care about you any more."

Who on earth is being unreasonable?

Who on earth is making trouble?

Some people always like to blame others, but they can't see the disgusting side of themselves.

Duanmu Qingling didn't speak any more. It's not worth wasting words on such people.

Seeing Duanmu Qingling calm down, Zhao Yan thought that she had been convinced by herself, and he felt a little proud. "Women are women, and reasoning can never be more than men."

"Hello Zhao Yan walked slowly to Duanmu Qingling and said, "I heard that you have a good relationship with Mu Yu. Then you must know his weakness very well."

"Why don't you tell me, if I'm satisfied with what I've heard, maybe I'll go to my father and plead for you."

His eyes are staring at Duanmu Qingling tightly. At this moment, he still can't forget the scene of defeat to Mu Yu.

So what he wants to do in his heart is to beat Mu Yu hard and find face.

"You dream!"

Duanmu Qingling's voice is as cold as ice river, leaving no feeling.