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Chapter 488 Dugulie, I will personally arrest you

Those big watery eyes stare at Li Aotian eagerly, no one can stand the pitiful look in my eyes.

Li Aotian Hei Yao stared at her with scorching eyes.

The two had a contest of eyes.

finally.

"Wait." Li Aotian tightened his hand holding the warm water porcelain cup.

The woman he chooses will chase after him even on his knees.

Milk tea needs to be cooked fresh, and only freshly brewed milk tea is full of milk, sweet and mellow.

A quarter of an hour later.

Li Aotian returned to the room with the fragrant milk tea: "Li Yushu, get up and drink..."

Snore, snort.

She sleeps for him to watch.

"Li..." Li Aotian drank the cup of milk tea.

*
child time.

The fifth day away from Yushu and Aotian.

It was also the third day of Dugu Lie's operation in the capital.

The night is cold as water.

The autumn wind howled in the dark night.

The capital wharf is a wharf that connects various countries, big and small. Many merchants, government officials, etc. transport goods through this wharf.

Tonight, the stars and the moon are thin.

The pitch-black dome covered the clear sea with a layer of black mist, and the gloomy atmosphere spread to every corner of the capital's pier.

A gorgeous building shuttles in the sea, like galloping horses, like howling wind.

The hull of this building boat is made of high-grade red rosewood, the whole body is red like a devil in the dark night, and the red sails whizzing in the wind are like Murong's bright red cloak.

The sound of the rolling sea added a sense of mystery and... dread to the night.

inside the ship.

Dugulie, who was wearing a dark black embroidered eight-silver cloak, stood on the boat, his evil eyes were like the cool crescent moon in the dark night, his high nose made his handsome features deeper, his lips were a little pale, perhaps Standing outside for a long time.

The cloak whistled in the wind like his black wings.

"Sovereign." A subordinate came forward to report: "Everything is ready, when will it be shipped to the shore."

"Wait a little longer." Dugulie's cold voice escaped from his lips.

"Yes."

The dangerous devilish eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of the lips curled up: Murong Yan, let's see who is the winner tonight!

"Come on."

"Yes, suzerain."

"The game... has begun." Dugulie slowly walked towards the bow of the boat, his voice was faint.

"Luck, move up, hurry up." A group of people in black roared.

"It must be shipped before dawn."

"Fast luck."

From far to near.

A star-like candle flame exploded in the dark night, illuminating the devil's wings.

Neat and sonorous footsteps rushed towards the pier, Murong Yan, who was wearing a bright red cloak, had her hair tied up, her heroic posture was less charming, and more chic, making people unable to take their eyes off her.

"Come here, seize all the people and all the goods!" Murong Yan, who was riding on the back of a sweaty horse, pointed forward with a long sword in her hand.

"Quick, hurry up and report to the suzerain." Those people were all in a mess, and some even withdrew their things back.

But it's too late, who doesn't know that Murong Yan from Dali Temple acted vigorously and resolutely, how could she give you a chance to retreat.

"Yes."

"Do you want to go and catch Dugu Lie?" Murong Yan's subordinates asked.

"I'll catch it myself." Murong Yan's crisp voice was mixed with a trace of depression.

"Yes."

The wind blows.

Murong Yan got off the horse gracefully, stepped on the chopping board, then untied the thick rope, and rowed the spare boat leaning against the pier towards Dugulie's building boat...

(End of this chapter)