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Chapter 1740 Suspension is hanging, crushing the two thousand-year-old foundations!(1/2)

The room was filled with murderous intent.

Even if it was Jiang Qilin, it was also creepy that felt the murderous intent emitted by Chen Dong at this moment.

He hesitated for a moment, and his lips whispered, "Do you want to make a long-term plan?"

Chen Dong patted Gu Qingying with a doting spoiled look, and in his scarlet eyes, the evil aura seemed to be like a sea of ​​blood, turbulent.

He said in a deep voice: "It is because of too many long-term plans that have come into being today. This time, I won't discuss it!"

"This operation was made by Chen Gu's two families, Chen Daozu and Gu Dragonfly, who both left their lives."

Jiang Qilin's eyes flashed and said, "In addition... I don't agree with your revenge, but because of this operation, Kuigang, the first warrior of the Huns, participated. I originally wanted to chase him, but my sister-in-law's life is still there, so I can only stay and use Qilin's blood to help my sister-in-law give birth."

Buzz!

A stream of energy came out of Chen Dong's uncontrollable catharsis.

He narrowed his eyes: "The Chen Gu family... and the Xiongnu?"

After being surprised, Chen Dong's mouth sneered.

"Telebrate the enemy and sell the country! Attack the whole region!"

Simple horoscopes, murderous intent surges.

Jiang Qilin looked shaking, and his lips were whispering, wanting to persuade him again, but from the corner of his eyes, he saw the child and Gu Qingying on the bed, and he held back.

Maybe it is because the energy is washed away.

The child who was sleeping was trembling for a moment and woke up.

Under the dim light.

The child's eyes were bright and clear, staring straight at Chen Dong.

Chen Dong also stared at the child.

Four eyes are opposite.

The murderous intent that had just passed disappeared without a trace as he looked at each other.

He smiled gently: "Baby...I am a father!"

As he said that, he looked up at Gu Qingying, his eyes full of tenderness, full of doting, and tears fell even more fiercely.

He stared for three seconds.

Chen Dong smiled slightly: "Little fool, can we name her Youen? You have to protect her and be grateful."

The voice was very light, as if he was afraid that he would wake up Gu Qingying.

"Chen Youen!"

Jiang Qilin's expression moved: "This name sounds so good."

Chen Dong looked at the child in his arms again. Even though he was suppressing his anger in his chest, he was as gentle as water when facing the child and could not cause any trouble.

"Yuen, can you follow Aunt Xiaolu and the others obediently? Dad will go and avenge your mother!"

As he said that, he carefully handed Chen Youen back to Jiang Qilin, then waved his hand and signaled: "Take the child out first, I want to stay alone with Xiaoying for a while."

"Mr. Chen..."

Jiang Qilin wanted to speak but stopped.

Chen Dong stopped talking and turned his back to him.

Jiang Qilin had no choice but to leave. When he arrived at the door, Chen Dong's low and cold voice suddenly came from behind.

"Southwest, I pay tribute to my wife. If I want to sing this drama, I will sing the two Chen Gu families. They wanted to use the crime of treason to suppress the one who could not win and become king. This time... I want to use these four words to crush their two families for a thousand-year foundation!"

Jiang Qilin's eyes flashed violently.

In a blink of an eye, he understood Chen Dong’s thoughts.

Conspiracy!

Horizontal push!

With the power of the entire region, the disaster of "cooperating with the enemy and treason" was completely crushed to completely suppress the Chen Gu family!

"Understood."

Jiang Qilin no longer stayed.

Click!

The door is closed.

Chen Dong still patted Gu Qingying gently, making a sound of sleeping sound from his mouth and nose.

Tears kept flowing down.

After a long time, he leaned over and kissed him and landed on Gu Qingying's forehead.

Lip part.

Chen Dong whispered in Gu Qingying's ear: "This time, I'm just your husband and the father of the child!"

...

Northern Snowfield.

The wind and snow are raging.

In the storm and snow, Chen Daojun and Xu Qingfeng moved forward very quickly. The two of them vented their energy and resisted the wind and snow. Every step they took was like flying.

At their level, this extremely cold environment can almost be ignored in a short period of time.

"The launch of the "Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts" has ended again, and it should have calmed down!"

Xu Qingfeng let out a long sigh and grinned.

"Is this your sarcastic confidence before?"

Chen Daojun glanced sideways: "How do you know that the launch of the "Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts" has been terminated, and it is thousands of miles away!"

"I drew the array disk on Aman and added a little more connection, so I could feel it."

Xu Qingfeng laughed: "You old monster didn't think of this trick in advance, right?"

Chen Daojun narrowed his eyes and his pupils tightened.

Looking at Xu Qingfeng's eyes, a flash of surprise flashed.

Facing Xu Qingfeng's smug laughter.

Chen Daojun sighed: "If Tian had been born to you, Xu Qingfeng, for 800 years, and his life would be as long as me, you may be able to cross the road of heaven by your own strength!"

"Hahaha... There is no way, time is fate and luck! You know this better than me!"

Xu Qingfeng's smile suddenly became a little reluctant, and he shrugged helplessly: "To be honest, when I was in charge of the thief, I was indeed full of energy and hatred higher than the sky, but gradually I realized that the situation had reached a serious level that I could not imagine."

"How can I give me eight hundred years of fate? I feel that I dare to have the courage to step on the road of heaven, but now... time is not waiting for anyone, and everyone is taking advantage of this last opportunity."

Chen Daojun smiled and said, "If you praise you, you are breathing heavily. No matter how talented you are, you can't resist me after all the understanding of the layout hundreds of years ago. Now I have luck on Dong'er. I will push forward steadily according to my plan. In the end, the world will have to make wedding dresses for Dong'er."

“That’s true.”

Xu Qingfeng sighed: "I just hope that there are as few variables as possible, and don't shake the direction of your plan."

"It is indeed a good thing that Dong'er's disappearance is. No one knows where he is. His biggest variable has been hidden!" Chen Daojun said.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Immediately, I looked forward at the same time.

"A thousand miles away, the Thirteen Huns will be the Thirteen Cities!"

Chen Daojun's eyes were a little complicated: "You are weak, so it's best to take Ye Linglong away first."

"Then sure, don't expect me to be with you."

Xu Qingfeng laughed jokingly, smashed his mouth and was about to speak.

suddenly.

Chen Daojun's cell phone rang.

"You still have signals here?"

Xu Qingfeng said in surprise.

“Hedaolin has special contact information.”

Chen Daojun stopped and answered the phone.

Next second.

His eyes were suddenly so shocked that his Gu Jing Wubo's face opened wide.

This change fell clearly into Xu Qingfeng's eyes.

The smile that just now disappeared suddenly, replaced by an indescribable solemnity.
To be continued...
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