Princess, be nice

Chapter 1863
"The responders should all be masters. After all, what we captured alive were the guardians." When Mo Chen said this, he suddenly smiled playfully, "There will be a good show tonight."

Yuan Changhuan played with the teacup in his hand, his eyes gradually fell on the faint mist floating in the tea, and he almost lost his eyesight.

Blowing in time, the water mist was blown away, revealing the clear water surface.

Slowly put it to his lips, and took a sip.

Seeing all of Yuan Changhuan's actions, Mo Chen waited for her to speak.

After drinking the tea, Yuan Changhuan said with a low smile, "Very well, let's catch more and ask the killer Mengmeng for more money to build roads."

Yuan Changhuan had been optimistic about it for a long time. The scenery on this mountain is very beautiful, but there are not many people. It is entirely because the mountain road up the mountain is too dangerous. She has long been thinking about building a road. How can she refuse to accept the gift if it is sent over.

"Mochen, tell me, how much money is this protector worth?"

Hearing the solemn question from his own concubine, Mo Chen almost couldn't hold back.

Fortunately, years of calmness and restraint made him not ashamed at this time, and he replied with a straight face, "I want to report to the concubine, this subordinate thinks that a Dharma protector is worth 1 taels of silver."

"It's worth so much money, then grab a few more, and then we can discuss business together," Yuan Changhuan said with a slap in the face, looking at Mo Chen with a smile, "I'll see you tonight, A net must be laid, and no one will be let go."

The last sentence, although still with a smile, is more decisive and ruthless.

People dare not refuse.

Mo Chen nodded immediately, "Yes, this subordinate obeys!"

The night is getting darker.

The night is dark and windy, killing night.

During the day, the bloody and murderous aura outside the other courtyard has long been cleared away by Mo Chen, and now the entire courtyard has long since returned to its former silence.

Snow still covers the whole mountain.

Except for the snow on this other courtyard being swept clean, the other places are still white.

Yuan Changhuan was currently under the protection of the Guardians of the Killing League, hiding in the most secret attic in the other courtyard where he could see everything clearly.

Originally, this attic was where my grandfather used to watch the two little guys practice martial arts. There were all kinds of eating and drinking utensils on it, but the dim oil lamp was lit.

In the whiteness, this dim yellow light is not eye-catching.Those who didn't know it thought it was an ever-burning lamp.

Moreover, the attic is so high that most people can't see that far away.

It happened to give Yuan Changhuan and the others a good opportunity to ambush.

Of the eight guardians of the Killer League, one was arrested, and three came tonight, Feng He, Xue He, and Jin He.

They are all masters of the Killer League.

Since they dared to come, they had the confidence to retreat completely.

As everyone knows, Yuan Changhuan saw all their movements, and even followed his subordinates to comment, "Bloodthirsty, scars, have you seen it?"

"I saw it."

The two answered in unison.

Yuan Changhuan was satisfied, "Just see it, and learn this concealment technique from others."

If the technique of concealment is good, how can they see it clearly.

I don't know if the leader is telling the truth or sarcasm, but no matter what they say, they can only nod in response.

Yuan Changhuan stood up, leaned against the railing, and looked at the three people below with indifferent eyes.

The smile on the corner of his lips grew stronger.

Lift your finger lightly, "hands."

The following three people also felt an ominous premonition...

(End of this chapter)