Chapter 674: Scolding Xiao Haiyang: What kind of thing are you!

"There really is!"

He Chen was very certain, but it was hard to say that classic slogan, "I am a good man, and I am a good man," otherwise... the bespectacled man still wouldn't know.

"I... believe!" The bespectacled man opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything more. He glanced at his girlfriend, whose expression remained quiet, and seeing that she was more concerned about Xiao Haiyang, he smiled bitterly and prepared to follow his uncle away.

What was their relationship, and what was her relationship with Xiao Haiyang?

Just now, Yun Xuan had already learned from the servants of the Wu residence that Mo Mubai had gotten up early to practice martial arts and visit patients, and every single thing was done without the slightest ambiguity. Thinking again that his own sister was so lazy, Yun Xuan felt particularly uncomfortable in his heart.

"A bit interesting. Since there is Vitality Rice with a thousand-year lifespan, there might even be ten-thousand-year or even hundred-thousand-year ones. I really have to go out and stroll around when I get the chance!" Xu Que narrowed his eyes, revealing a face full of interest.

They had a clear view of everything that happened in the palace hall, and seeing this trend, the people of the two major sects were secretly rejoicing in their hearts.

Seeing this scene, Ruo Fei really wanted to say loudly that if they felt embarrassed and felt bad about it, then they should just stop letting her lead them.

It was just that how could the ghost fire listen to his commands? They were still staring at Chu Hongchen, not moving an inch.

Lin Yang smiled faintly and picked up a chess piece, "Whether I can win or not depends on how many responses the old man has memorized." As he said this, he placed the chess piece down.

The corpses had not yet been dealt with, and nearly three hundred former hunters wearing different military uniforms gathered among the piles of corpses and scorched earth.

"So, you have already been inside for five years, and you still haven't found a way to escape?" Xu Que asked.

Originally, she would not easily trust others, let alone now that she had recovered that memory; she was completely filled with shadows regarding the human heart.

She had never heard of being able to find someone using this method; it was fundamentally unreliable, let alone counting on this childish approach to actually find someone.

Everyone cannot escape the word death; this is a process that must be passed through on the journey of life.

If he had known earlier that the phantom had such a side, he would never have dared to have the slightest interaction with the phantom, no matter what.

And, even he couldn't fathom Mo Shangjun's strength; those who didn't know Mo Shangjun, how could they understand?

Originally, he wanted to teach someone a lesson this time, but seeing her pear-blossom-in-the-rain appearance, Zhou Yang's heart softened instantly.

"Yes." Since they had let her go, naturally it meant they had never seen her today; they were still very clear about this point.

Lin Yun looked at Mu Lin with a smile that wasn't a smile. Naturally, it couldn't be that he was worried the bald man and the others wouldn't share their loot with him, but rather that he was worried the bald man and the others would want to kill him, in which case he would have to expose his strength and finish off the bald man and the others.

He was not unaware of what kind of temperament Old Master Qin had, so there was always worry in the bottom of his heart.

Looking from afar, the once barren beach seemed to have become an ocean of flowers; a sea breeze blew past, and the fragrance overflowed, filled with joy and romantic atmosphere at this moment.

Zhao Mei's eyes shone brightly, "Grandpa, is what you said true? Can he really save my sister?" Hugging Old Master Zhao's shoulders, Zhao Mei began to shake him violently.

At this time, the four large teams had already returned to the camp one after another, and the large camp gradually became lively.

Her persona at this moment was sometimes smart and sometimes stupid, sometimes willful, and sometimes quite organized.

Compared to a few days ago, this man had lost too much weight, and that evil look had been replaced by irritability. With his blue stubble, he not only lacked half of his previous aura but instead looked like a junkie, with a rotten smell permeating from head to toe.

Qin Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead. Although this level of fine-tuned demon power control was nothing to him, after all, it was his first time, so he couldn't help but be nervous. ===== CHAPTER 675 =====