Chapter 200

Before the sky was bright, the earth was still enveloped in darkness.

A figure quietly came to the outside of douhun city. He sneaked into the underground black market of douhun city. After showing the keepsake, he was led all the way to a hidden and luxurious room.

On the right side of the room were two chairs covered with precious animal skins. On the left was a man dressed in black. His sense of existence, which was so light that people could hardly feel it, made him almost merge with the night.

And sitting on the other chair was Yao Zihua, the head of the Yao family.

After a long time, he sneered and said, "you were the one who sent me the letter? Who the hell are you? "

"Black master, I don't know if I can get along with master Yao alone," the visitor said in a harsh voice

The man in black put down his tea cup and stood up lightly. Before going out, he did not forget to remind him: "if you need anything, you can open your mouth at any time."

Yao Zihua clenched his teeth and said, "no, I must personally blade that enemy!"

Heize narrowed his eyes, then hooked his lips and said with a smile: "well, I wish the master Yao everything he wants. The secret money to meet here can be put on the table when he leaves."

The man with the cloak nodded gently, and Hazer went out slowly. Finally, he closed the door for them.

Yao Zihua snorted coldly: "don't play tricks again. What's the purpose of asking me to come here today?"

Only then did the visitor untie his cloak on his head. As a result, he revealed a form that was diametrically opposite to the sound.

It was a girl with a delicate face, graceful and exquisite posture, just like a lotus in the water.

But whether it is the pride between the girl's eyebrows, or her demeanor with her body, people dare not underestimate.

"You? Brush your clothes with ink? "

Yao Zihua can't help exclaiming. Although Yao's family is not weak in Zifeng City, but compared with Mohist school, it's nothing.

Mo Fu Yi, as a favorite girl of Mohist school, how could she write a letter to tell him about it?

Mo Fu's face was sad and said a salute to Yao Zihua: "master Yao, at the beginning, that letter was indeed written by the younger generation. All this is the fault of the younger generation..."

"What?" Yao Zihua couldn't help standing up. "What's your fault?"

Is there any secret in this?

Mo Fu nodded her head and sobbed: "at that time, Lu jiukui publicly humiliated my younger generation at the ceremony, while younger martial sister Yao was upright and vindicated, so she said two words for the younger generation

Who knows Who knows that Lu jiukui was so crazy that he deliberately made trouble for her the next day when she went to the Sutra Pavilion for such a small matter, and made an appointment for alchemy.

In spite of all kinds of pain in the younger generation's heart, how could the whole duhun sect's peak masters and patriarchs stand on her side, and the younger generation's small words can't play any role at all.

I'm sorry, all this is the fault of the younger generation If it's not the younger generation... "

Speaking of the end, Mo Fu Yi has begun to choke.

It is said that tears are women's weapons, especially beautiful women, which are more lethal.

When Yao Zihua looked at the man who was about the same age as his daughter, he suddenly remembered his daughter and couldn't help feeling soft.

Besides, this thing is really not strange to Mo Fu clothes.

All these evil results are due to the heart of the snake and scorpion Lu jiuque!

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