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Chapter 150 It is said that tender grass is delicious 13(2/2)

Xu Jin's straight face looked a bit ugly.

Mu Qingqing on the side lowered her head slightly, her whole person looked a little different than she did a month or two ago.

Hearing some movement, the leader was the first to look over, followed closely by Xu Jinping.

Looking at Yan Chumiao, he didn't know what he thought of, and his face became even more ugly.

"Fu Yi, my master called you here today mainly for one thing."

Yan Chumiao nodded slightly.

"Master, please speak."

"There have been evil spirits causing trouble in Yuanlu and other places recently, which have killed many people. I hope you can go there and collect those evil spirits. Jin Ping will go with you this time and assist you in all your actions."

His words made Xu Jinping's face look even more ugly.

Isn't this just to make him listen to Lu Fuyi's arrangements?

This was hard for him, who had always been proud and arrogant, to accept.

But his return from the last mission was indeed not as fast as Lu Fuyi's.

So at this time, even if he couldn't bear the hatred in his heart, he could only hold it in his heart. The most he could do was glance at Yan Chumiao with an extremely malicious look.

He thought no one could see him at this moment.

Mu Qingqing happened to raise her head slightly and saw it immediately.

She was completely stunned.

The resentment in Xu Jinping's eyes went away so quickly that she almost thought it was just an illusion.

But is it really an illusion?

Mu Qingqing lowered her head again and fell into deep thought.

At the same time, she suddenly remembered what her benefactor said when she saw her for the first time in this sect.

"Are you sure you want to take his name?"

At the time, she didn't think there was anything wrong with this statement.
Chapter completed!
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