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Chapter 388 It¡¯s so cold and wearing so little

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    Mu Zhao will go downstairs in ten minutes.

    She was dressed in a ladylike style today. She put on a little light makeup, her complexion looked clean, and her whole person was full of vitality, which was stunning.

    Sheng Xixiu went up and took her hand. The coolness of her hand made him frown, "It's so cold and you're still wearing so little?"

    Mu Zhao didn't take it seriously, and his tone was quite desolate: "I'm going to see her, maybe it will be the last time I see her. I don't want to dress so bulky, I want to leave her the most beautiful look and let her know that I am actually living a good life.  OK."

    Sheng Xi hummed and signaled to Lin¡¯s mother to hand over the prepared breakfast, ¡°Eating breakfast on the way?¡±

    Mu Zhao nodded: ¡°I don¡¯t want to waste too much time!¡±

    The car drove out of Xicheng Mansion. Sheng Zhuang drove in front of the car, and Sheng Xixiu sat in the back with her.

    She looked at the falling scenery outside the window, and the charming smile of Mrs. Mu appeared in her eyes.

    In her memory, her grandma loved her very much, even pampering her.

    ¡°That is, no matter what request she makes, even if the request is not good for her, her old man will not stand in the way.

    "The eldest brother is more objective and selective in pampering her.

    Mu Zhao remembered that the last time she saw the old man was in the hospital a month ago.

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    At that time, the old man looked very good and stroked her head lovingly, saying that she was an old man and his only wish was to wait for her to find her roots!

    She didn¡¯t understand what she was saying, so she asked - [Grandma, aren¡¯t my roots to the Mu family, but to you?  ¡¿

    She smiled and said - [Well, silly girl, you have more roots than that!  ¡¿

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    The car drove for almost three hours before stopping.

    It is not Shengbao Camp, but a base that is more solemn and more secret than Shengbao Camp - the War Spirit Base.

    What Mu Zhao saw and heard for the first time.

    Wherever you can see, you can see mountains, ancient temples, or primeval jungles. The car is driving into the secret tunnel of the Battle Spirit Base.

    After driving around in the dark tunnel for another half an hour, we finally exited the tunnel.

    After exiting the tunnel, her vision widened.

    In the endless wilderness, countless sentry points rise from the ground.

    Wherever you can see, there are armored vehicles and tanks parked on the ground, fighter planes and drones flying in the sky special forces standing guard, troops undergoing drills and olive green camps.

    This should bea large field force.

    Mu Zhao thought this way, and his broadened horizons were no longer limited to what he saw at first.

    The car drove for almost half an hour, and the sound of waves caused by the wind gradually came to my ears, and the car finally stopped.

    When she got off the car, she realized that this was a secret island surrounded by sea. The tunnel they passed through before should be an undersea tunnel hidden in the virgin forest.

    The cold wind blew the long hair from her face, and a submarine was docked along the pier on the magnificent sea.

    She squinted as the submarine gradually emerged from the water, and a man's cool voice sounded beside her, "Are you cold?"

    Cold is cold, but Mu Zhao seems to have too many questions in his eyes, and his focus is not here.

    She blinked her big black and white eyes, raised her neck and asked the man: "Where is my grandma?"

    Sheng Xixiu took a velvet brown woolen coat from Sheng Zhuang and wrapped it around her, "She's on a submarine."

    Mu Zhao hesitated and was quiet for a few seconds: "Is this the highest standard for imprisoning a death row prisoner?"

    Sheng Xixiu lowered his head and looked at her pale face, "It's windy here, go to the submarine and tell her."

    Mu Zhao had an intuition that the man was dodging something. After she was taken into the submarine and passed through several levels, she finally arrived at a spacious and bright resting area.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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