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Chapter 1492

Looking at Lu Mingjun walking over, Qin Lan closed her eyes in despair.

Everything should be over, and there is absolutely no possibility of a comeback.

As he said before, this time he was convinced that he lost without any excuses.

But if you want to ask Qin Lan, does she regret it? The answer may be no.

Everyone has their own desires, and Master Qin is no exception.

If Lu Mingjun can be killed, his position will be further consolidated.

So if he were asked to do it again, he would probably make the same choice as now.

The winner is a prince, the loser is a bandit. If you fail, there is nothing to say. Just give your life to Lu Mingjun.

Eighteen years later, he is a good man again.

"If you are reincarnated as a human being in your next life, don't be my enemy, because there won't be any good ending!"

After arriving in front of Young Master Qin, Lu Mingjun said coldly.

"Successful king or defeated bandit, you are the victorious party, no words can be exaggerated. However, Lu Mingjun, don't be too proud. The strength of our sect is beyond your imagination.

Now that my master and I have been killed by you, many masters will come to you in the future. I hope that by then, you can still preach to them like you preached to me!"

Qin Lan was too lazy to open his eyes. In his opinion, it didn't make any sense whether he opened his eyes or not.

There is no need for me to say goodbye to this world. I have already owned everything I should have, and there is nothing to regret.

Now I just need to go on the road with peace of mind. Maybe I can go faster, and maybe I can meet the old man and the others?

Lu Mingjun still admires this aspect of Qin Lan.

Admiration and admiration, he is still going to die, and I can't let him go.

"Then you can go with peace of mind!"

After Mr. Lu finished speaking, he raised his right foot and stepped heavily on Qin Lan's head.

"puff!"

There was a crisp sound, and Qin Lan, a great figure of a generation, died just like that.

The greatness of life and the frustration of death may be the best portrayal of Mr. Qin’s life.

When did you ask for help? He also wanted to become a master in Beijing and has been working hard for this goal.

Before Lu Mingjun appeared, he was indeed very successful.

However, after Lu Mingjun appeared, Master Qin fell from the altar. His era has passed.

But at this time, Mr. Lu didn't feel any happiness in his heart. He had avenged Qiao Qiao.

But so what? At this time, Qiaoqiao was still lying on the hospital bed, continuing her vegetative state.

He failed to make any changes. If possible, Lu Mingjun wished that none of this had happened.

Every night, I video chat and spank with Qiaoqiao.

It is ordinary days like this that Lu Mingjun pursues most.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Seeing Lu Mingjun stunned alone, Zhou Qi hurriedly asked him.

To be honest, he was quite worried about Lu Mingjun's condition.

Logically speaking, getting revenge is something worth celebrating, but Lu Mingjun didn't show any happy expression at all. Isn't this enough to explain the problem?

"I have nothing to do. Let's clean up here. Let's go home and save Zhiyao and the others from worrying about it!"
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