Chapter 1190        Remnants of the Northern Territory

Leng Yan has been busy for a while recently and is almost going to use her clone. She came to report the results early this morning and was very tired and tired. If she knew that even Jiuyue had plotted against her, she would probably feel cold.

Mo Chu was still asleep at this moment, and Long Qianxie had not yet gotten up. He leaned against the head of the bed alone and looked at the thing in the ring quietly in a daze.

It doesn't mean that he is fine on the surface, but it doesn't mean that he is fine either. God knows how messy he is now. The defense line in his heart has been completely broken, but he is used to the past days. What should he do?

This question was always entangled in his mind, and he couldn't figure it out. He was so annoying, messy and tired. He took a deep breath and was about to lie down for a while when a sudden sound came from outside: "Son."

Leng Yan is a person with a simple life and reliable life, and she has a lot of responsibility. Generally speaking, if she can do things that she never bothers him, as long as she appears, it will definitely not be a trivial matter.

Long Qianxie's eyes thumped, and he immediately picked up his clothes and put them on quickly. In a moment, he pushed the door neatly out. Mo Chu opened his eyes and took a look, and then quietly made no sound.

In the courtyard, Leng Yan was holding a letter in her hand at this moment, and the envelope had obviously been opened. She saw Long Qianxie coming and handing it over with both hands: "Sir, look."

He received the Long Qianxie handed Leng Yan a look, then pulled out the letter and shook it. He looked at the words full of words on it, and his hands holding the letter suddenly tightened. His gentle and beautiful eyes instantly became cold and terrifying, and even his slightly pursed lips exuded a rolling murderous aura.

She is the only one who doesn’t stop even after she dies!

Long Qianxie spread the letter again and looked at Leng Yan while watching, "All those who can be asked are here, and now those who can be killed have already been killed. Just use it to kill chickens to warn the monkeys. If the remaining remnants want to do anything, they must at least consider it. They cannot bear the consequences."

"Yeah." He responded lightly, and saw a beam of flames suddenly burst out from Long Qianxie's palm, sweeping the letter in an instant. In almost the blink of an eye, the envelope was buried in the sea of ​​fire, and all burned to ashes.

His eyes closed halfway, he raised his face slightly, and took a deep breath: "Go and make the matter to the greatest extent as quickly as possible, and the one left behind will be dealt with in public."

Hearing the sound, Leng Yan was stunned: "Does the monarch plan to solve the problem in addition to warning Bailiyin of the Northern Region?"

Since we are going to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, why not together?

Long Qianxie nodded slightly and said in contemplation: "Just use the old man to write an article, but don't say it too clearly. As long as they can know what the consequences will be for me, Long Qianxie."

Leng Yan took the order and nodded: "Yes, monarch, let's do it now."

Although the voice was very light and she tried not to wake Mo Chu up, she still heard it clearly, but she didn't understand who the old man Long Qianxie said was?

His people?

Which other one is considered an old man besides Long Yutian?

But then again, except for Qianlisha who dared to fight Long Yutian for a desperate battle, who else in this world dared to find him bad luck?

Then what he said wouldn't be...

Mo Chu's heart suddenly skipped a beat. No wonder my grandfather refused to say it. Grandpa was too tempted to say it, but he stopped talking. It was really apart from an accident!
Chapter completed!