Chapter 2785

< br >Chapter 2785 < br >Lu Jing had nothing left before she was brought here, only a hair rope, but this hair rope was enough that her mother would recognize it as long as she saw it. < br >"Anu, how do you know the famous Lu couple, and what is your relationship with them?" The young master of the western region asked curiously. < br >"Master of the Western regions, this is a long story. I'll tell you about it later. Please bring the hair rope to Mr. and Mrs. Lu. Please get out of here quickly." Lu Xing urged. < br >the young master of Xiyu withdrew his hair rope and said, "OK, I'll go now. Don't worry, I'll help you get things done." < br >the young master of the Western region turned and left. < br >then suddenly came a low, gloomy voice behind him, "what are you doing here?" < br >Lu Kui's heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant, and the bad premonition just now was also verified at this moment. < br >the dark night sky just now suddenly became brightly lit, and many people rushed out and surrounded the place. Shangguan Mo strode forward. His handsome face flickered and dimmed in the firelight, looking at the forest cold and terrifying. < br >"Shang Guan Mo, let me explain." Lu Jing grabbed Shangguan Mo's sleeve and was anxious to explain. < br >Shangguan Mo looked at Lu Kui coldly and said, "I'll deal with you later!" < br >said Shangguan Mo looked at the Master of the Western regions, "Master of the Western regions, I treat you like a guest of honor. Do you really think that you can come and go if you want to come and go in my territory?" < br >"Master Shangguan, I think you have misunderstood me. I meant no harm. I just said a few words to Anu tonight." < br >Shangguan Mo snorted coldly, "in that case, please ask the young master of Xiyu to stay, and I'll have a good talk with you!" < br >Shangguan Mo's men wanted to come forward to catch the young master of the Western region, but the young master of the Western region also brought people over, and the two sides immediately confronted each other and became at loggerheads. < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({}); < br >"Lord Shangguan, do you still want to fight my opponent here?" The young master in the western region is not pleased with the way. < br >Lu Xing didn't want to see Shangguan Mo go to war with others for her own sake. She whispered, "Shangguan Mo, the relationship between me and the young master of the Western region is clean, you believe me." < br >"Trust you?" Shangguan Mo drew a sarcastic arc of thin lips. "ask yourself how many times I have trusted you, but every time you let me down, my trust in you only leads to your deeper betrayal!" < br >Shangguan Mo scarlet eyes, he really wants to live with her, but she is a little liar! < br >"Shangguan Mo, I did not lie to you, on the contrary, you concealed me. Is it right that the poison of heartbreak grass on your body has not been cleaned at all?" Lu Jing doesn't want to let him misunderstand any more, she doesn't want to let two people fall into such a strange circle again, so she can only confess. < br >Shangguan Mo Yingqi's eyebrows frowned directly, "do you know?" < br >"Yes, I know, but if you don't tell me, I won't expose you. I asked the young master of Xiyu to come here tonight just to get in touch with my mommy. My mommy will definitely save you." < br >Shangguan stared at Lu Xing darkly. "you still want to contact your relatives, do you still want to leave me?" < br >"how could you think that? I'm not, I'm not." < br >Shangguanmo reached out and held on to her fragrant shoulder and shook it hard. "Lu Jing, no wonder you can't wait to contact your mommy. Do you know that I have the poison of heartbroken grass in my system? you know I won't live much longer. You don't have the patience to wait on a dying man, so you want to get away from here." < br >Lu Jing's eyes widened. She really didn't think that her confession had caused a bigger and deeper misunderstanding. < br >< br/ >< br >

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