Chapter 200: Upside down black and white

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The sky was not yet bright, and the earth was still wrapped in darkness.
A figure arrived quietly outside Douhoucheng. He sneaked into the underground black market in Douhoucheng. After showing the token, he was led all the way to a hidden and luxurious room.
On the front of the room are two chairs covered with precious animal skins, and on the left sits a man dressed in black, which is so pale that it is almost imperceptible to existence, making him almost merge with night together.
And sitting in another chair, it was Yao Zihua, the head of the Yao family.
His cold eyes stared at the person, and he sneered after a while: "The person who sent me the letter was you? Who are you?"
The coming person pierced with a rough voice: "Black Lord, I don't know if I can get along with Master Yao alone."
The man in black put down the teacup in his hand and stood up lightly. Before going out, he did not forget to remind him: "If Master Yao needs anything, he can speak at any time."
Yao Zihua gritted his teeth and said: "No, I must cut the enemy by hand!"
Kurosawa narrowed her eyes, then smiled and said: "Well, I wish Master Yao what you want, the secret money you meet here, just leave it on the table when you leave."
The man with the cloak nodded gently, and Kurosawa walked out slowly. Finally, he didn't forget to close the door for the two.
Yao Zihua snorted coldly: "Hugh is going to pretend to be a ghost again. What purpose do you ask me to come over today?"
Lairen only solved the cloak at the beginning, and it turned out to be a diametrically opposed form.
It was a young girl with a delicate and soft face, and a graceful and graceful posture, just like the hibiscus of water.
But whether it's the arrogance between the girl's eyebrows, or her temperament with her life, it is dare not be underestimated.
"It's you? Mofuyi ?!"
Yao Zihua couldn't help but exclaimed. Although the Yao family was indeed not weak in Zifeng City, if compared with the Mo family, it would be a little witch.
Mo Fuyi, the proud daughter of the Mo family, how could he write a letter to tell him this matter?
Mo Fuyi's face was miserable, and he paid a gift to Yao Zihua: "Master Yao, the letter was written by the juniors. All this is the junior's fault ..."
"What?" Yao Zihua stood up, "What's your fault?"
Is there anything hidden in it?
Mo Fuyi nodded hard, and wept: "At the introductory ceremony, Lu Jiuque publicly humiliated the juniors, and Sister Yao was upright and stubborn. He said two sentences for the juniors ...
Who knows ... who knows that Lu Jiuque is so mad, for such a trivial matter, when she went to the Tibetan Classical Pavilion, Yao Shimei deliberately troubled her and asked Alchemy to fight for life and death.
Although the hearts of the juniors are so painful, the lords and lords of the whole Soul Fighting Sect are all on her side. The juniors' small words can't play any role at all.
Sorry, all this is the fault of the junior ... if not the junior ... "
Speaking of the end, Mo Fuyi had already choked.
It is said that tears are women's weapons, especially beautiful women, this weapon is more lethal.
Yao Zihua looked at this man who was about the same age as his daughter, and suddenly remembered his daughter, and he couldn't help but feel soft.
Besides, this thing really can't blame Mo Fuyi's body.
All these evil results are due to that Lu Jiuqi, who has a heart like a viper!