Chapter 5290
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That voice echoed in the empty and desolate mountain range.
The people of the Illusory Tribe looked in the direction of the voice.
They saw a woman dressed in a light blue outfit striding toward them.
The woman was tall, and her jet-black hair was tied behind her head, revealing her elegant and flamboyant face.
She looked clean and neat, with a heroic bearing.
When Huan Luo saw that person, her face immediately lit up. "Captain Xu, quickly come and persuade Lord Young Master! If it's you … If it's you … He will definitely listen to you! "
The woman did not reply.
Her eyes were calm as she looked at Zhu Wuxin's figure. The corners of her mouth rose slightly. "Zhu Wuxin, do you still want to hide from me?"
The woman walked toward Zhu Wuxin step by step.
The people of the Illusory Tribe automatically made way for her.
Obviously, the people of the Illusory Tribe were very familiar with this woman.
"What are you doing here?" Zhu Wuxin glanced sideways at the woman behind him. "Xu Qingbing, you are the captain of the Bloody Mercenary Group. You don't have the right to be willful."
"No."
The woman's expression did not change. Her eyes were firm. "I am no longer bound by the mercenary group."
Zhu Wuxin's cold face, which was usually emotionless, faintly showed some strange emotions. "You left the Bloody Mercenary Group?"
"Yes," the woman answered straightforwardly.
"Are you crazy?" Zhu Wuxin finally shifted his gaze to the woman.
Xu Qingbing slowly extended her hand, holding Zhu Wuxin's wrist. "If you're crazy, I'll be crazy with you."
Zhu Wuxin pursed his lips, focusing on Xu Qingbing's hand on his wrist. He did not say anything, but he did not shake off Xu Qingbing's hand.
The people of the Illusory Tribe felt the hidden fluctuations between the two of them. They looked left and right.
Huan Luo could not help but ask in a low voice, "Captain Xu, you … Aren't you here to stop Lord Young Master from doing something stupid?"
"No."
Xu Qingbing slowly tightened her grip on Zhu Wuxin's wrist.
Then, she smiled faintly. "I'm going crazy with him."
Huan Luo's face instantly turned pale.
Xu Qingbing was not here to persuade their Lord Young Master.
Instead …
Instead, he wanted to accompany the Young Master into the Uninhabited Mountain!
Looking at Huan Luo's expression, Xu Qingbing's smile became even more beautiful. "With me around, at least … you will feel more at ease, won't you?"
The Illusion clansmen were speechless.
Indeed.
If Young Lord insists on entering the Uninhabited Mountain.
Xu Qingbing was following them.
He could more or less take care of Young Master.
Moreover … they understood Xu Qingbing's feelings for their young master.
If the Young Master was in any danger, Xu Qingbing would definitely do her best to protect him.
But …
The people of the Illusion Race looked at each other and wanted to say something.
Xu Qingbing interrupted their thoughts. "No one can change what he has decided. Do as he says and leave the last bloodline of the Illusion Race here."
The people of the Illusion Race were speechless.
In the end, they could only watch helplessly as Xu Qingbing held onto Zhu Wuxin's arm and the two of them gradually disappeared in front of them, completely blending into the desolate Uninhabited Mountain.
Huan Luo clenched her fists, loosened them, and loosened them again. Her eyes were scarlet. "Huan Three, why didn't you stop the young master?!"
When she opened her mouth, her voice was a little choked.
Beside her, the expressionless young man glanced at her and said coldly, "Indeed, no one can change what the young master has decided."
Seventh Young Mistress Who Likes Trash: Lord Di Zun, please be gentler. Seventh Young Mistress Who Likes Trash: Lord Di Zun, please be gentler.
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