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Chapter 774 The Little Crying Bag of the Demon Cult Leader 43
When everyone sympathized with Man Luo, the person who talked about it was leisurely and leisurely.

Man Luo was enjoying the snacks, when a figure suddenly appeared and knelt in front of her: "Patriarch!"

For such a situation, Man Luo has long been familiar with the strange situation. Seeing the other party's blood-stained blade, she blinked and asked softly, "Someone is going to steal the Jinglan Sword again?"

Seeing the guard nodding, Man Luo chuckled with his chin propped up: "Now this Jinglan sword is more popular than me."

Because of Ji Fan's threat, these people didn't dare to provoke her again, and instead focused all their attention on Jinglan Sword, but they didn't know that stealing Jinglan Sword was also a dead end.

The Demon Sect is not easy to mess with, but her Tang House is not easy to mess with either.

When there are more people who come and go, naturally no one will dare to attack the Tang family.

Man Luo looked at the guards who were still kneeling on the ground in a blink of an eye, and the smile on his face became more and more harmless: "The Jinglan Sword won't need so many hands, and the remaining guards should also move."

The personal guard immediately clasped his fists respectfully: "Patriarch, please give me instructions."

Man Luo handed over a crescent moon dart, met the guard's puzzled eyes, and said unhurriedly: "Go to Wujian Villa, find out the origin of this dart, and see if they are the same as the one from 14 years ago. It is related to the case of exterminating the Ji family."
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Here, Man Luo is still secretly investigating Wujian Villa, but the post from Wujian Villa has already been delivered to the Tang Mansion.

In these years, the old leader passed away, and the position of the leader of the martial arts has always been pending.

Now that the power of the Demon Sect is getting stronger and stronger, and Ji Fan made a big fuss in the Tang family, all factions in the world finally feel a sense of crisis, and with Wujian Villa's strong agitation, each faction finally decided to set up a fight in Wujian Villa, Select the next martial arts leader and fight against the demon religion together.

Considering that the leader's decree has been stored in the Tang family, Wujian Villa handed over a post, inviting Man Luo to Wujian Villa as a guest.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is fake to be a guest, but it is true to want to withdraw the leader's order.

These days, Man Luo has been bored in Tang's house for a long time. Even though she knew that the other party had a grand banquet, she still packed her bags and went happily.

As the carriage drove forward, Man Luo was drowsy while hugging the cushion.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly jolted, and the horse neighed and stopped.

The coachman's stern voice came from outside, "Who are you! Why did you stop me from going?"

Interest flashed in Manro's eyes.

There are people blocking this rugged mountain road?
Could it be that they met the legendary bandits?
She was about to lift the curtain to take a look, but the carriage was jolted violently again. When Manro stabilized her figure, the carriage suddenly started to move forward normally.

"Tang Shuo? What's going on?"

Man Luo opened his mouth to call the driver's name, but it was not the driver's voice that sounded outside, but the man's deep and sexy chuckle came.

That voice was so familiar, Man Luo froze and blinked his eyes slowly.

The next moment, the slender and beautiful knuckles hooked the car curtain, and a sharp and handsome man appeared in front of Man Luo.

When he saw Man Luo obediently sitting in the sedan chair, the man's long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, he jumped into the carriage, and pulled Man Luo into his arms. The clear breath sprayed in Man Luo's ears: " Ma'am, long time no see, do you miss me?"

"Ji Fan." Man Luo tilted his head and called out the name.

The corners of Ji Fan's meager lips were raised slightly, and his hand had already landed on the girl's waist irregularly: "Although the name Madam is very sweet, I would rather you call me... Husband..."

　There are a lot of things to do today, rolling back and forth ~ good night ~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)