he plaints of the a
itrators and went on silently.
at this time, in a city, a closed stone room deep, several figures su
ounded by a mass.
"the third son, the news has e back, it is indeed zhao qianlei's grandson stole the local spirit beads." a man poked his head out, and the mouse head said.
in front of him, the other person listened, slowly raised the teacup in his hand, and took a sip of tea. however, the strange **ile on the rner of the mouth was obscured by the teacup.
"son of a bitch, we don't have to do it?"
on the one hand, the other man heard the same shock, and there was an undisguised layer of excitement in his face.
"three sons, let's do it. zhao qianlei is only the send order king of war, and you are already the realm of the fifth order war king. even if you fight alone, he is far from your opponent, not to mention a few of our
others, and he does not bother the son to do it himself!"
and the person sitting on the far right can not hide the excitement, so persuasive.
the three men persuaded for a while, but the thre