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Bai Chunsheng leaned forward with a tall body and was almost kicked to the ground by him.

"I dare to say something more, I want you to die here!" Ye Hancheng said coldly and opened the door and walked out.

"I'm really curious. What kind of woman is he who fell in love with by Ye Hancheng?"

Bai Chun was surprisingly unhappy and tidied up his clothes with a calm expression on his face and muttered to himself alone.

He had already foreseen that Zhou Zimo and Ye Hancheng would have a battle sooner or later. It would be a good show. I don’t know who will win or lose, the two legends of Jiangcheng.

In terms of military and financial resources, Ye Hancheng certainly cannot be compared with Zhou Zimo, but he believes that Ye Hancheng is definitely not a simple person.

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Ye Yifan's fever did not subside, and Zhou Zimo was extremely anxious.

When a person is pushed to his limit, he can always exert amazing physical strength. He pushed some of the big stones blocking the door of the tomb, revealing a narrow gap.

He was almost at his limit, and his chest was so painful that he even breathed.

Zhou Zimo was sweating profusely, and his whole body seemed to have been drained. He leaned against the stone and slowly collapsed on the ground. A stinging sensation like an electric current came from his throat, and blood was leaking from the corners of his mouth again.

He wiped his hands on his mouth with his bloody hands and forced himself to stand up. I don’t know how many times he repeated this action.

Liu Junxi didn't sleep well in the cave all night, and there were subtle sounds in his ears. After dawn, he was looking for it everywhere, but he was the only one in the cave, surrounded by open space, and there was no one in the pool.

He left the cave, held a wooden stick in his hand, and walked and knocked on his palm.

This is his weapon. If the drug does not bring down Zhou Zimo, he will knock him out with a scoundrel.

But he walked around the mountain for a day but didn't see anyone.

the next day.

It started to snow heavily. Just when he was about to give up, he saw a black object in the snow next to the cave, almost overwhelmed by the snow.

Liu Junxi was very curious and walked over immediately.

It’s okay if you don’t find anyone to do good deeds. Whose old man fell in the snow?

Zhou Zimo pushed the stone away and entered the tomb. There was no burial objects inside, and it was empty. In the end, there was nothing he could do. He lifted the lid of the coffin and dragged it out, put it on the horse's body and climbed up as a ladder.

But it was snowing outside, and he was seriously injured. He was wearing a shirt full of ripped holes. He walked less than a kilometer with Ye Yifan and fell into the snow.

The moment he fell down in the end, he subconsciously turned over.

Liu Junxi walked over and saw him lying on his back in the snow, pale face, covered with a thick layer of snow, and something seemed to be wrapped in his arms in a cloak.

"Zhou Zimo, how could he be here?"

Liu Junxi squatted down and lifted the cloak in his arms, and suddenly felt happy in his eyes: "It's you."

Ye Yifan's head rested on Zhou Zimo's chest, and was well protected, and even his feet were wrapped well.

He immediately carried the man up and ran away. The speed was astonishingly fast as he only had a string of footprints in the snow.

Zhou Zimo was lying alone in the snow, wearing only the blood-stained clothes and ripped everywhere.

Someone ran halfway through his conscience, ran back with a man, and threw the cloak on him: "I never snatch people's things. This piece of clothing belongs to you, I will give it to you."
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