In the office, the air-conditioning is constantly blowing from the air-conditioning vents, but no matter how low the indoor temperature is, it can't compare with the deep chill in the heart of the blogger at this moment.

　　 can quietly kill his subordinates and get close to him without being noticed. There is no one else except the lord he has been serving...

　　 Now, there is one more.

　　 Moreover, the opponent is an enemy and not a friend!

　　 When thinking of this, the blogger couldn't help but endure the panic in his heart, moved his feet slightly, and slowly turned around.

　　 Under the bright lights, what greeted you was a middle-aged man with long black hair in a green robe.

　　 Looking at the face full of Asian characteristics on the other's face, the blogger tried his best to stay calm.

"Who are you?"

"who am I?"

　　 As if to feel this problem, it feels very ridiculous, middle-aged with black hair, twitching the corners of his mouth, drawing a wicked smile.

　　 "Oh, this stupid question, you should know it by yourself..."

　　 Hearing this, the blogger frowned and looked up and down.

　　 Under a robe embroidered with unknown mysterious patterns, one can vaguely see that the figure of this middle-aged man is both tall and full of strength and beauty.

　　 The most eye-catching thing is his hands!

　　 Ten rings inlaid with brilliant gems of various colors, like a nouveau riche, are all worn on the fingers.

　　 It’s just that the "qi" inside the blogger is telling him that these rings are not just decorations...

　　 Looking directly at the opponent's long and narrow eyes, the blogger turned his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice:

　　 "You are the leader of the Ten Commandments Gang, Manchu?"

　　 Adult Man didn't seem to want to do it right away. Instead, he chose to flick his robe and sleeves, and sat down on the soft sofa.

　　 If someone who doesn’t know, sees the sharp expression on his face, thinks that the Manchurian University is the owner of this office...

　　 Facing Botu’s question, the Mandarin did not answer directly. Instead, he leaned on the sofa and stared directly at Botu, his eyes seemed to have penetrated his heart.

　　 "Unexpectedly, the former Kunlun elder who has lived for hundreds of years will become a dog under others..."

　　In the words, it seems that he knows all about the affiliation between Lyon and Botu.

　　 Hearing this, the blogger didn't say a word, just weighing in his heart, whether to do it or not to do it...

　　 Seeing that the blogger did not respond, the Mandarin did not care, and opened his arms like a king sitting on the throne, looking at his servants, and speaking arrogantly:

　　 "Instead of taking orders from that nasty kid, it's better to come under my command and serve me. Wouldn't it be more promising?"

　　 "Furthermore, don't you want to witness the destruction of Kunlun with your own eyes?"

　　 From the strong provocative meaning in the words, we can know that the Manchu came to visit suddenly this time.

　　 Not only did he know that the blogger was in Lyon, but he also knew that the relationship between the blogger and Kunlun was complicated and chaotic.

　　 took a deep look at the man, the Botu frowned, and could not help but said in a deep voice:

　　 "It seems that you have done enough homework..."

　　 "There is a saying in ancient times that I have always liked. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle..."

　　 "So, what do you think of my proposal?"

　　 The man's stubbornness as if he had mastered everything in the world, as well as the slight contempt mixed in his attitude, made the blogger's heart pouted.

　　 Don’t talk about loyalty, just treat others, Leon is much better than the middle-aged Long Aotian in front of him...

　　 What's more, he couldn't bring out any substantial benefits at all, he just slapped his tongue for a while.

　　 What is more promising? What witnessed the destruction of Kunlun?

　　 He doesn't care!

　　 That’s right, the five people who defected to Kunlun had the purpose of establishing Shouhehui to counterattack Kunlun and seize the keel for longevity.

　　 However, after Leon killed the other four people, the remaining keel was enough for him to use for twenty years.

　　 Moreover, Leon had promised himself that he would help him open the door of the dragon tomb and obtain more keel bones.

　　 In this way, there is no need to provoke Kunlun...

　　 What's more, he has very complicated feelings about Kunlun.

　　 On the one hand, he hates the Yudi and others for expelling himself from Kunlun, which is like his hometown, and wants to wash Kunlun with blood; on the other hand, he hopes to return to his hometown and look at the jasmine tree in the center of Kunlun Square...

　　 When thinking of this, the blogger has already made his own decision in his heart.

　　 moved lightly, slightly half an inch towards the desk, the low voice of the blogger echoed throughout the office:

　　 "Although I am also against Kunlun, but I refuse!"

　　 Before the words fell, he moved!

　　 I saw Botu touched his left hand to the bottom of the table, and a bit of cold light was fleeting.

　　 Holding the sword in both hands, holding it high above his head, the "qi" in his body continuously poured into the samurai sword.

　　 The next moment, I only heard a low growl of "Drink!", a sharp sword air, like a twisted ripple, lased away at the Mandarin sitting on the sofa!

　　 made his strongest blow. Botu thought that this man of Manchu would be cut off by a sharp and weak knife.

　　 However, the next astonishing scene shocked his heart, and even the pupils of his eyes suddenly magnified several times!

　　 Facing the sword spirit, the Mandarin sitting on the sofa, calmly, just waved his left hand gently.

　　 I saw a flash of white light, and the menacing sword aura, as if being held tightly by an invisible big hand, suddenly turned its direction and flew toward the corner of the office!

　　 Click!

　　 With a very small sound, the Qing Dynasty blue and white porcelain vase at the corner was directly cut in half!

　　 With a "bang", half of the vase that was smashed on the ground was smashed to pieces in an instant, and it also shattered the confidence of the blogger to continue fighting.

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　　 glanced at the surprised blogger, the Mandarin reached out his hand and brushed his beard, and in a condescending tone, he commented:

　　 "This sword spirit is pretty decent..."

　　 "However, if only this is the case, your life span of hundreds of years is over..."

　　While speaking, Man's robes moved slightly, stretched out his ring-filled right hand, and shook it in the void, as if the blogger was about to be put to death in the next second.

　　 Seeing this, in order to save his life, the blogger, as if waking up from a dream, quickly reached out and stopped saying:

　　 "Wait!"

　　 After a pause, the Mandarin raised his head slightly and looked at the blogger with interest, "Hmm? Do you have any last words?"

　　 "Don't you want to know how to enter Kunlun? I can tell you!"

　　 However, to Botu's surprise, the Mandarin seems to be not interested in the proposal he made.

　　 I saw the Manchu, dragging a green robe, slowly getting up.

　　 "No, I'll do it myself!"

　　 Before the words fell, a blue light passed by!

　　 The blogger who was too late to react was directly hit by the blue light, and his whole body suddenly stiffened, and his brown pupils suddenly turned pale.

　　 Looking at the expressionless blogger, the man twitched the corner of his mouth and whispered:

　　 "Now, tell me everything you know!"

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