Wan Yanhen was a little crazy, he hissed: "Miyamoto Sakura, don't you understand me?"

"Bring people here!"

"Shao Wanyan, I'm sorry!"

On the other side of the phone, Miyamoto Sakura's voice became playful and indifferent.

"The cooperation between our Xindangliu and Tuyumen and your Palace of Longevity is over."

"Man, I won't let go."

"You wish for luck!"

"Beep beep�"

In the middle of the field, Wan Yanhen was clutching the phone with a pale face.

Abandoned!

He is the majestic young master of Wanyan Group and a member of the Palace of Eternal Life, and he has become an outcast at this moment.

But Ye Hao's eyes turned slightly cold.

The island nation Xindangliu and Tsuchimikado, aren't these the archipelago people who were kicked away by him in the magic capital?

Unexpectedly, these islanders would dare to come to Jinling to make trouble after losing a sword master like Tianfeng Shishilang.

Especially Miyamoto Sakura, Ye Hao vaguely remembered that he had already killed her.

But unexpectedly, not only did she not die, but also, this time, the king returned?

"Crack��"

Ye Hao stepped forward with an indifferent expression, stomped off Wan Yanhen's left hand, and said flatly, "You have three minutes to tell me everything you know."

"Otherwise, it's the same sentence."

"Today is your death day next year."

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"boom!"

When Ye Hao stepped on Wanyan Hen's left hand, Miyamoto Sakura, who was wearing an island country yukata, smashed her phone to the ground in a dilapidated warehouse that was breezy and windy.

Her face was as charming as before, and her whole body seemed to have been burned by a fire. Half of her face was beautiful, and the other half was like a devil.

And at this moment, Miyamoto Sakura has a deadly look on her face,

After a long time, she took out a box of incomparably precious medicinal liquid, took out a tube from it and injected it into her body. Only then did her hideousness slowly disappear, replaced by more and more indifference.

But at this moment, in the entire huge warehouse, there are no goods around, only the elite of the island nation, standing silently.

And in the middle of these people was a grand master's chair, and on the grand master's chair was Zheng Man'er who had passed out.

Obviously, although she was arrested, Zheng Man'er didn't suffer too much.

But at this moment, Miyamoto Sakura ignored Zheng Man'er, but looked at the deepest part of the warehouse. JrNovels.com