Xu Xiaoshou finally saw the appearance of the so-called senior master for the first time in a long time.

With his demeanor as if he were banished to an immortal, coupled with the six-leaf begonia flower held lightly in his hand, he looked like an immortal official who did not eat the fireworks of the world!

Xu Xiaoshou subconsciously glanced in the direction of the storyteller.

This type is probably what he would like, right?

as expected.

When the storyteller saw the person coming, his face turned red on the spot, and his face couldn't stop blooming with endless brilliance.

"Brother Haitang'er!"

Zhi——

Xu Xiaoshou's goosebumps immediately stood up.

That sweet voice could make a dead person stand upright.

etc!

Do they know each other?

An idea flashed in Xu Xiaoshou's mind. Looking at the storyteller's excitement, which didn't seem fake, he suddenly realized a key issue.

"Our people?"

He turned to Cenjov and asked.

"Um."

Cen Qiaofu nodded: "Saint Slave Seat Nine, Northern Territory Seven Forbidden City, the person in charge of the 'Flower Fragrance Hometown', Haitang'er."

"hiss!"

Northern Territory! Seven bans! Nine seats!

Xu Xiaoshou had never even seen this so-called Haitang'er, but just based on those brief adjectives, he could already imagine the strength of the visitor.

Is this the background of Saint Slave?

When you want to leave, people come to pick you up one after another?

The masked man looked calm.

Looking at Haitang'er who was stopping in the distance to avoid the storyteller from rushing towards him directly, he frowned and asked, "Why are you here too?"

"If I don't come over, can you handle it?"

Haitang'er paused for a moment and said: "When you get out of here, there are still 700 Holy God Guards waiting outside. Even if you pass through the blockade of 700 Holy God Guards..."

He turned to look at Yu Lingdi and said, "Xie Sin Gong, who loves the common people, is also watching."

"oh?"

The masked man raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "Isn't he staring at Shen Yi?"

Haitang'er's expression was calm, and she couldn't even see the joy of seeing her again after a long separation.

If it weren't for the masked man talking to him, outsiders wouldn't even be able to tell that the two knew each other.

He only said coldly: "A person who can live in the Holy Mountain of Guizhe, but the entire continent is within his range, what's the difference between targeting one person and targeting two people?"

The masked man's eyes were filled with surprise.

"A whole continent?"

"Um."

"You were shot?"

"..."

Haitang'er suddenly fell silent, and the masked man lowered his head silently.

"Everything is making progress..."

He pondered for a long time, sighed, and finally turned his attention to Yu Lingdi again.

"This friend."

He said taking a step forward.

Xu Xiaoshou looked a little stunned from behind. From this tone, could it be possible that the two of them knew each other?

He is a well-known person, how can he have such great dignity?

What does he want to do?

An unexpected but expected scene appeared again.

As if nothing happened, the masked man walked straight in front of Yu Lingdi and No. 33, and then stopped.

He said sincerely: "From what you two said just now, I should have had a misunderstanding with Haitang'er, but now that I'm here, give me some face and let this matter go away, how about that?"

Since meeting Xu Xiaoshou, the masked man has discovered a more efficient way of fighting than kendo.

said.

This is a super spiritual skill that can end everything without a single blow.

Those who are not thick-skinned cannot use it!

In the past, he would have thought it impossible to do such a thing.

But at this moment, the masked man feels that he can try anything.

At the very least, he had just succeeded in using a favor to deal with Gou Wuyue, who might have caused serious damage to the Saint Slave.

Yu Lingdi was stunned.

As if he was getting to know the person in front of him again, he asked in surprise: "Who are you?"
Chapter completed!