Song Sifan smiled.

"Yes, it's that simple. If you touch her, you will die."

After saying that, Song Sifan waved his hand!

The killer threw it to the beach from the air.

Memory recollection.

Song Sifan wiped his hands and walked out of the bathroom.

The live news broadcast said again: "The Chinese Kung Fu actress also checked in the hotel tonight and rescued His Highness the Ninth Prince in time. Now they have been invited to the royal palace..."

Song Sifan glanced at the TV expressionlessly, picked up the remote control, and turned off.

The huge room has returned to quiet.

A man walked out quietly and asked, "What do you want? Are you sure to bypass the long-lasting Maomao and kill Mu Jin? It's meaningless to send a killer over there. How can mortals not fight against God?"

Song Sifan smiled, "Why not? Let's continue to send someone to find something for Mu Jin to do well?"

Even if the person sent out to die, he would have to send him out one after another, as if it didn't matter how much he died.

"The Ninth Prince is dead. The Ninth Prince is the Ninth Prince of Kunlun. Should we restrain ourselves?"

"Shoulder?" Song Sifan looked at him, "Are you kidding me? Since I left the heaven, I have never thought about Shoulder. Xiyuan came for Maomao. If he insisted on blocking the knife for his rival, then kill him!"

Seeing that Song Sifan was so determined, the man nodded and left.

Song Sifan sat on the sofa, and he picked up a magazine, which was a double seal of Miyu July issue, with a photo of Maomao and Mu Jin.

He turned a few pages, then took a pair of scissors, and cut all the photos of Cat and Mu Jin from it.

"Maomao, you shouldn't be with him." Song Sifan affirmed as always.

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The next day, early morning.

In the uterus of the Nine Princes.

The birds sing and the flowers are fragrant around it, which is a clean and healthy place.

The cat slept for several hours, opened her eyes, and got up with her chest covering her chest.

She walked out and saw Mu Jin and Xiyuan standing there on the lawn outside, not knowing what they were talking about.

After she went out, the two of them seemed to hear the sound and stopped talking.

"What are you talking about?" asked Maomao.

Xiyuan looked at her, "I'm going to hold a press conference this morning to explain what happened last night. I would like to thank you two for your life-saving grace."

"Oh, OK." The cat nodded.

Xiyuan said, "You two, go with me."

The cat nodded again, this is what it should be.

At 10:30 in the morning, the reporter's meeting was held on time.

Many reporters were waiting here early, and Xiyuan came forward to speak first. His speech was very official and harsh, expressing his dissatisfaction with yesterday's assassination and his determination to severely punish the murderer. By the way, he comforted the person who died because of this.

He is completely like a prince and represents the image of a country.

The reporters were shocked because this was the first time that the sick nine prince had held a press conference alone!

Whether it is his temperament or aura, he is not inferior to other princes at all.

After his speech, he said: "I am very grateful to my two friends, Jiu Maomao and Mu Jin. They rescued me yesterday, and then I will send them back to China safely."

The camera turned to Maomao and Mu Jin.

Without giving reporters time to interview them, Xiyuan took them out of the reception hall, but that was enough.

If you want to do a full set of acting, this press conference must be held.

Next, Xiyuan really wants to send them back to China.

After finding an opportunity, Xiyuan called the cat out alone.

"What are you going to say? Why are you going so far?" As Maomao spoke, he looked back at Mu Jin's direction.

Xiyuan was angry, but had nowhere to vent his anger, "Stop watching, can some things be said in front of God Jin?"

The cat then looked at Xiyuan.

Xiyuan was even more frustrated, and only then could Maomao pay attention to him.

"I suspect that the people targeting Mu Jin are from the heavenly realm, but... they should not be sent by my mother." Xi Yuan suddenly said.

The cat frowned, "What do you mean?"

Xiyuan: "Yesterday, didn't you notice it? Those three killers had cultivation. They were not from the eight sects, right? Who would be against Jin Shen?"
Chapter completed!