Another world strategy career with male gods

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Xing Qi widened his eyes and said: "Su Xing, you are right! You want to steal something under Chen's nose?"

Su Xing nodded honestly.

Xingqi hugged his head helplessly and said, "You must be crazy!"

Han Yuan actually wanted to say something at the beginning, Su Xing, a young man with no strength to restrain a chicken, stole things from a master, not looking for death, but seeing Xing Qi's opposition so fiercely, for some reason, he was aroused by him again heart.

He patted Su Xing on the shoulder, and said, "Go! Do what you want to do! What is Chen? It's just a little boy who seduces my sister!"

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He nodded absently.

I don't know if it was Han Yuan's illusion, but he just caught a trace of strange emotion from Su Xing's face.

he. . . . .It seems a little unhappy.

155 Darkness Chencang

It was very dark and pitch black.

Almost all the stars and the moon in the sky were shrouded in this darkness, and no light could be seen.

This should be the darkness before dawn, and the entire sky is taking the last chance, sparing no effort to spread the black, and there is almost no room for the existence of light.

Looking up and looking into the distance, there are only so many shadows left, I can't tell which is the mountain and which is the tree!

In the thick night, a group of people hurriedly walked along the zigzag path under the bamboo buildings with wrong paths.

The leader is a man in a black robe tightly wrapped from head to toe, his face is hidden in a huge black hoodie, no matter from which angle you look at it, you can only see his clean and white chin at most.

At this moment, he is holding two threads in his hand, and the ends of the two threads are connected to two people who are also wearing black clothes, but the clothes on these two people are ironed on their bodies, making them look more slim. They each wore a black helmet, covering almost the entire head, with only two eyes looking out. It can be seen from the silhouettes of the two that they should be two relatively thin young men.

Behind them are two people who are dressed similarly to the one at the front, except that their hats have been taken off, revealing two painted gaudy faces, each with a torch in their hand, flickering Under the light of the extinguished fire, the two faces looked even more strange and unpredictable.

This group of five people is exactly Han Yuan, Su Xing, Xing Qi, and Han Yuan's own two subordinates of the witch clan.

The dim light of the fire illuminated the way ahead, and the black-robed Han Yuan led the four of them in a bit of a hurry, all the way to the gate of the village.

The person on duty that night stepped forward and blocked the way of several people.

The man chattered a lot with Han Yuan who was walking in front.

Su Xing heard that the voice was somewhat familiar, he turned his head slightly and saw that this person was the one who wanted to set the two of them on fire - the village master of Cangyun Village!

It's really not that enemies don't get together!

His eyes swept back and forth on Su Xing and Xing Qi like snakes, his eyes were almost ferocious, and there was a bit of anxiety in his voice when he spoke to Han Yuan.

Compared with his nervous demeanor, Han Yuan has been silent all the time, and it can even be said to be quite relaxed. After the man finished babbling for a long time, Han Yuan said intermittently: "You don't have to tell me this, these two people It's what the patriarch wants, I'm taking them there now, just to see the patriarch, what? Do you dare to disobey the patriarch's order?"

The man stopped talking, and stared at Han Yuan fiercely.

Won was unmoved at all: "Please get out of the way!"

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly got out of the way.

Han Yuan walked past them with four people in a generous manner.

When Han Yuan led a few people through the gate of the village, a black figure landed silently in front of the door where Han Yuan and Su Xing stayed.

That person was dressed the same as Han Yuan, wearing a black robe, but the only difference was that this person's clothes were solemn and luxurious, one could tell that this person must have a high status.

The lights in Han Yuan's room were already dark, and when the man opened the door and entered, he could tell at a glance that there was no one in the room.

His steps paused for a moment, and then his figure flashed and disappeared into the room.

The door that had just been opened made a loud "ping-pong" sound, and then closed firmly.

I don't know who closed it. It seemed that no one came just now, and everything was very quiet.

The night wind blew, and the bamboo leaves in front of the door rattled.

When the man reappeared, he had already arrived at the gate of Dazhai Village.

When the people guarding the village saw him, they unanimously put down their weapons and knelt down.

The village master of Cangyun village stepped forward on his knees, chattering a lot with awe and loyalty on his face.

The visitor didn't seem to have the intention to let him finish his sentence, so he interrupted, "Where's the shadow?"

The village master of Cangyun Village was taken aback, and hurriedly pointed to the direction where Han Yuan left and said, "He went there!"

The visitor let out a cold snort of unknown meaning, and walked a few steps in the direction pointed by the master of Cangyun Village.

Then he suddenly seemed to think of something, and stopped.

When everyone found his figure, he was already walking in the opposite direction.

This person is none other than the former Western Desert Sovereign, the current Wu Clan patriarch, the prodigal son.

His figure is like a ghost, he just took a light step in a slow and unhurried manner, and he has disappeared before his eyes, and when he reappeared, he was already dozens of miles away.

All the way the trees are silent, not a single leaf shakes.

He didn't walk for a long time, and he found a few people behind a bush.

The libertine didn't delay too much, and immediately dodged past.

It was only after I went there that I realized who it was. It was clearly two helmets erected by two long wooden branches. Under the cover of the bushes, it happens to be a person.

these two.

A person reclined on one side of this crude device.

The libertine doesn't need to look to know who it is.

His neck didn't even bend a little bit, and as soon as he took a step with his long legs, he was about to step over that person.

The person under his legs woke up "suddenly" at this moment.

Han Yuan and his painful "Ouch", opened his eyes, and then tightly hugged the prodigal son's leg.

He shouted in "surprise": "It's you? Why are you here?"

The libertine: "..."

He pulled his leg out of Han Yuan's hand, and said in a voice that seemed to contain ice, "Where are those two people?"

Han Yuan blinked, and suddenly said "Ouch", patted his forehead with his hand, and said, "I actually told those two people to run away! I planned to bring them to you!"

"Really?" The prodigal son said flatly, "Then I'll go after him!"

Han Yuan immediately jumped up, blocked his way, and said with a smile: "No, no, I don't like them anymore!"

"But you saved them, but they wounded you and ran away, don't you hate them?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I hurt them before, so thinking about it, everyone is even!"

"I didn't see it, you are very enthusiastic!"

"Hahaha..." Han Yuan laughed a few times.

The prodigal son remained silent, and seemed to be looking at him coldly.

Han Yuan smiled, his face became a little stiff, and finally he couldn't stop laughing, so he put away his smile.

It was too late to say it, but the prodigal son suddenly grabbed Han Yuan's clothes like lightning.

Han Yuan was not as tall as him, but he flew up from the ground after being grabbed by him like this.

Han Yuan stammered: "What are you doing... What are you doing? Talk about something, don't touch your hands!"

The head with the huge hood tilted slightly towards Han Yuan, and Han Yuan saw his eyes from the darkness.

The temperature in his eyes could almost freeze a person to death, and Han Yuan couldn't help shivering.

The prodigal son suddenly stretched his head over, and whispered softly in his ear: "Aren't you dissatisfied with desire?"

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Han Yuan didn't speak, as if he was acquiescing, but who knows, he was frightened by his gloomy tone and eyes.

The prodigal son sneered lightly with unknown meaning, and said: "That's right, the young master of the Devil's Cult, I have wronged you here!"

Han Yuan was shocked, and immediately said: "Don't hold back, don't hold back!"

156 won painting skills

The prodigal son's face moved closer to Han Yuan's neck, and Han Yuan felt out of nowhere that a huge and cold poisonous snake was spitting out snake letters and approaching him.

Han Yuan's body froze.

The libertine's teeth bit his earlobe!

This was supposed to be a scene of rubbing hands together, but at that time, there was a shrill "scream" in the woods late at night!

"...Ah!...Ah! It hurts, hurts, hurts..."

The libertine bit his earlobe and was about to bite it off!

But his next word "pain" was still stuck in his throat, and there was a pain in the back of his neck.

Han Yuan uttered a swear word "Damn" in his heart, and then completely fainted.

The prodigal son threw Han Yuan's body on the ground and continued walking in that direction.

The grass and trees are quiet everywhere, and the dew is heavy at night, and it is dark as far as the eyes can see.

Where is there any living thing?

As he was walking, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and his nose under the black hat moved slightly, as if he smelled a pungent smell of blood.

The prodigal son flashed, followed the smell, and found two corpses lying under a thick old tree.

The two corpses lay face down on the ground, and the corpses overlapped each other and piled up together.

It seemed that the sword was fatal, and the blood on the back was drenched in a large area.

Seeing this familiar outfit, the prodigal son had a bad feeling in his heart.

He stepped forward and kicked the two corpses lying on the ground, revealing their faces.

It was none other than the two subordinates sent by the prodigal son to monitor Han Yuan.

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