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Chapter 1922 Lan's loneliness

"Sister-in-law, Xiaojiu."

Ye Weilan asked: "Where is Tang Huan?"

"The woman sent someone to follow her secretly, and it was not convenient for her to get out."

Her eyes turned cold: "Where is she?"

"I was bombed out of the hotel last night and am currently staying in another hotel."

Ye Weilan's soft lips raised a cold feeling, and hesitated a little: "Before dealing with her, Yan Meiren, do you know what Qi Ye is busy with recently?"

"Regaining the power, the boss pays attention to efficiency in his work, and he can complete the workload of others in a month in a day."

The energy you put in is many times more than others.

Ye Weilan was a little annoyed and held Xiao Yechen's hand back to the hall, quietly pondering the specific plan.

...

"Wang, really don't care about the princess?" The inquiring voice was full of piety.

The beautiful man stood in front of the snow-white palace. He raised his hand in the sun. It was snow-white, slender, elegant, full of noble aura.

A group of snow-white doves pounced down one after another, one of them landed on his palm, making a crisp cry.

Lan teased Bai Ge, and her smile made people feel like spring breeze: "No."

Pandora is no longer worth anything after aggravated Qin Yuling.

The person kneeling on the ground did not think that this man was ruthless and his attitude was still so noble that he was sickly.

"She can't kill that girl, she will definitely never come back here... It's just right for me to do something."

"King?" The people on the ground were puzzled.

"She can't kill that girl, maybe... she can kill that little tiger..." Lan's tone seemed to be talking about something that could not be smaller.

"I don't understand. Even the king can't kill him with the strength of Lord Yedi."

Lan raised her hand and white doves flew up, like a messenger of peace, landing on the eaves of the house in the distance.

"Don't underestimate the role of an abandoned child. People have weaknesses. When they are strong, they are still individuals." Lan held her hands on the snow-white railing, her soft eyes fell on a certain place, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

The man on the ground lowered his head and thoughtfully, suddenly heard the soft voice asking, "How is he...?"

The people on the ground were shocked. There was only one person who could ask Wang in this tone: "Kui joined forces with the family in the Rose Crusade that year and attacked the White House. Lord God was slightly injured..."

Lan was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head, no one could see the expression on her face clearly.

The man kneeling on the ground saw a trace of loneliness from his thin back. He rushed into his fist and felt a pain in his heart: "Wang, Lord Shenhua is against you everywhere. If you are indecisive, sooner or later, he will help those people to hurt you."

Lan was silent for a long time: "Is Kui still alive?"

"No news has been coming for two days."

Then basically you don't need to look for it.

Lan raised her eyes and looked at the blue sky. The wind lifted up his shoulder-length hair, reflecting her face as soft as Lan: "You, go down."

You turned around and left respectfully, looked up at the background of the man again, his eyes were a little red, and a strong murderous aura flashed in his eyes. It was hatred for those enemies who hurt this man, and he turned around and left.

Lan stood on the rooftop, raised her face, looking lonely like a child: "Why... I have to force me to attack you..."

He hates the taste of loneliness.

In the end, even he wants to abandon him?
Chapter completed!
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