Chapter 810
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Leng Qingwan raises her head, her eyes dark and grim, like a bottomless abyss, "Go now and secretly release the news that Di Jun's body is in the Yanwu Continent to that group of people in the Polar Domain's [Zijin Palace]. I believe that Mo Rufeng and the others will definitely know how to seize this opportunity. "
Hearing that, Ling Lan suddenly widens her eyes, saying in disbelief: "Young Master, this … this … if this news is released, the Polar Domain will inevitably be in chaos, Di Jun may even be in danger …"
She hasn't finished speaking when Leng Qingwan's cold gaze sweeps over.
Ling Lan immediately closes her mouth.
Leng Qingwan sneers: "If he can't belong to me, then I might as well destroy him."
Even if she herself can't marry Di Ming Jue, she will never let that Shen Musician remnant get everything that should belong to her.
"What's more, Di Jun has been the Polar Domain's King for so long. Do you think that Mo Rufeng and that group of wastes can really overthrow Di Jun? I'm just using them to let Di Jun leave that slut's side. "
Ling Lan immediately nods, "Yes, Young Master. This subordinate will do it at once. "
"Wait a minute!" Leng Qingwan calls her back, takes out a jade slip, and carves down the talisman array that Old Ji had just arranged outside the Qiankun Mirror Palace.
She hands it to Ling Lan, "Give this to Mo Rufeng as well. Remember, you must not let anyone know that this matter is related to my Tian Yi Men."
Ling Lan bows and leaves.
Leng Qingwan sits in the same place, the image of Di Ming Jue embracing and kissing Jun Muyan unconsciously emerges in her mind. She tightly clenches her teeth, her eyes red.
"Jun Muyan, just you wait! Very soon, your time of death will come. "
Anyone who wants to snatch something from her, Leng Qingwan, will not have a good end.
The former Liu Se and her fellow apprentice were like this, and now Jun Muyan is also like this.
Di Ming Jue, the position of Polar Domain's Mistress, is destined to be hers!
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Yanwu Continent, Netherflame Valley's dining hall.
Muyan originally wanted to tease the especially cute Jun Shang-daren who is wearing an apron.
She didn't expect to go for wool and come home shorn. She was pressed against the stove and severely punished.
Di Ming Jue takes a long time before releasing her red and swollen lips. He presses her into his arms, calming his turbulent desire.
His chest heaved up and down as he gasped for breath.
The voice that comes out is even more unbelievably hoarse, "Yanyan, you're teasing Ben Jun like this, do you want to try it with Ben Jun in the kitchen …"
Mu Yan angrily covers Di Ming Jue's mouth to stop him from continuing.
This bastard was getting more and more shameless.
In the beginning, she was so innocent that she didn't even know how to kiss.
But now, he was not afraid of vulgar things and dared to say anything.
Di Ming Jue takes her hand and presses it to his lips to kiss it.
He felt a little regretful, but he really wanted to give it a try here.
It was a pity that the dining hall was so crowded …
In his mind, he was thinking that in the future, he and Mu Yan's bedroom should naturally have a big dining hall, a big bathing pool, and a big veranda …
Thinking about it, Di Ming Jue only feels that his body is a little hot, and all the blood in his body seems to be rushing to one place.
Just as Muyan is about to say something, her body suddenly soars into the air, and Di Ming Jue carries her horizontally in his arms.
Startled, she hurriedly wrapped her arms around the man's neck.
She hears the man's hoarse voice in her ears, "Yanyan, Ben Jun is hungry."
If you're hungry, then eat!
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