: 2972 Reunion (1)

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"I believe that they will be forced to leave you."
Mu Yanzhen listened, I don’t know why, I felt that my eyes and my heart were awkward.
For a long while, she calmed down her emotions.
"Why are you entering the net?"
Wen Huanglang reveals a bitter smile and bites his teeth. "In these years, I have been living in Yuanwu Village except for the information. The people of Ningjia and Wen Qingyuan thought that I had already died. A few days ago, I went to the sound collection. The city inquired about the news and found that Wen Qingyuan has become the treasurer of the listening cabinet."
"We have had a fierce dispute in the listening hall. Although I hate him for selling Mr. Jun, he is the only person in my life. I can see him again. I still have a joy in my heart. Who knows, he is so ruthless."
Wen Huanglang’s face showed a look of resentment and pain, and even the voice could not help but tremble.
"He was afraid that I would tell him before Ning Jinqiu, and I was afraid that I would find him for Mr. Jun’s business. I sent someone to follow me to Yuanwu Village, and then I dropped all of me and the entire Yuanwu Village. Net Yuan."
Mu Yan stunned and turned to look at Zhuo Bing and others.
The cultivation of these people is obviously very low. They have just experienced the life and death of hell, and there are fears in their eyes.
But more is the joy and gratitude of the rest of the robbery.
"You guessed it. They are the villagers who survived in Yuanwu Village." Wen Huang whispered. "They are very low and not smart. They are the lowest level of the entire northern boundary of the Ziyun world. In a group. Among the high-ranking monks who are intrigued by the iron and stone, they are so simple and kind. Wen Qingyuan’s beasts, even these villagers refused to let go."
"No, don't blame Wen Qingyuan. It's my own. It's me. I'm tired of them... If you're not Miss Jun, you just happened to be here, I have killed them because of their own women, and they are killed." Himself."
Mu Yan saw Wen Huang squatting on her face, silently sobbing, and she did not mean comfort.
Just waiting for the temperature to sway and crying enough, I asked: "In the Northland, does anyone know the whereabouts of my mother?"
Wen Huanglang smoked his nose and wiped his tears silently. He thought about it: "Ning Jinqiu should know."
Mu Yan nodded and the twilight was deep.
Then she stood up from the stone and walked in the direction of the dense fog.
"Miss Jun, where are you going?"
"Fairy adult, don't leave us alone!"
At the sight of Mu Yan to leave, the villagers of Wen Huanglang and Yuanwu Village all looked up.
Mu Yan: "This mountain, I have already expelled most of the sorcerer's witches. In a short time, you will not be infected by toxins. I am going to find other teachers and brothers in other places." It will be dangerous to follow."
When the villagers of Yuanwu Village heard it, they immediately showed a disappointment.
Looking at her like each other, with some kind of poor fool.
Mu Yan helped the support: "You are waiting here, waiting for me to find the brothers and brothers, I promise to take you away with [Yuanyuan]!"
"Can you come back to find us?"
"Can we really leave the net?"
The eyes of the villagers in Yuanwu Village suddenly became burning and shining, just like the beast that saw the bones.
With a pair of eyes, the pickup truck seems to take the stars.
Mu Yan can't stand it, and he has to leave.
Wen Huanglang quickly chased him up and smiled.