Chapter 1103 (1/2)
When Jiang Zhuojun was upset, he casually asked a leaf: ”don't ask, there's no strange smell on you?”
Young master Fenglin joked, ”is the smell of sandalwood strange?” The smell of sandalwood has been on Mo Wen's body for a long time. Everyone who has been around Mo Wen knows this.
”Said Gu Xinglang, looking at a leaf.
Yiye said, ”sandalwood, there is also a smell.”
stink?
At this moment, even the National Teacher Wuhuan came to the table.
Gu Xinglang said, ”what kind of smell?”
Yiye said, ”I don't know. This smell is everywhere in the back mountain.”
Young master Fenglin asked national master Wuhuan, ”is there a smell in the back mountain?”
National Master Wuhuan recalled that when he was tortured in the back mountain cave, there was a smell of burnt flesh in the air, the scream of slaves, and those shadows and stinks that he couldn't see clearly? Wuhuan national master shook his head slowly. He was sure he didn't smell it.
Gu Xinglang asked Yiye to continue drawing and whispered to the three people around him, ”I'll find a chance to test don't ask.”
”Don't do it,” Jiang Zhuojun said immediately. ”I gave mo the knife. I'll give him another knife next time I meet. Is his death in his chest? Just try again.”
Young master Fenglin said, ”when will you see me again? Don't ask?”
Jiang Zhuojun said, ”naturally, when the army killed Everest, or do you want to lead the way and lead me to the meeting first, young master?”
Young master Fenglin, hehe, they have to enter Yongsheng temple.
”In a word, Xinglang, don't take risks,” general Xiaojiang said to Gu Xinglang. ”What we have to do is to catch Mo Wen and his followers. Just kill Mo Wen and let the monsters he keeps escape. The world will also be in chaos.”
When talking about Dangyu, Jiang Zhuojun looked at the young master Fenglin intentionally or unintentionally.
Little master Fenglin still couldn't hold back his anger and asked Jiang Zhuojun, ”what do you mean?”
Jiang Zhuojun touched the sabre around his waist.
The evil spirit between the young master Fenglin's eyebrows suddenly became fierce. He didn't speculate. He really said more than half a sentence.
Gu Xinglang pinched his eyebrows. These two words made him want to kill again.