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Chapter 689 Fake Lord Ling(2/2)

The fighting spirit is about to break out.

"Bah bang bang!"

But there was an extremely fierce round of applause.

The woman seemed not to pay attention to the people present at all.

In other words, she took it seriously and just dismissed it.

"Okay, yes, it seems you are not all idiots!"

The woman laughed loudly.

This made everyone present angry.

"I don't know where the madman came from, how dare he pretend to be our Lord Ling. Do you think that our Spirit Guards are just eating shit?"

A group of imperial guards no longer ignored Du and Mu Qianyuan's eyes and began to attack the woman.

The woman was not afraid at all, but instead laughed loudly: "How can a group of watchdogs not be able to correct their position?!"

After the woman said this, before everyone could react, Zixia Pavilion, which was originally as bright as day, suddenly fell into darkness.

At the same time, the fog was steaming on the scene, and no one could see each other.

"If you make me angry, I will let you all be buried with me!"
Chapter completed!
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