Just because of this scene, how similar.

The cultivator who squatted on the sofa nearest said: "Sixth Young Master, let's go to the hospital, you...this situation is very similar to the old and young."

He said the voice of everyone present.

The most promising young man in the Wanzong family back then, Wan Cheng Jingyi, the eldest son of the current Patriarch, is a stunning figure that all the descendants of the capital look up to.

It's a pity that a sudden change three years ago caused this cultivation genius to be abolished and became a crazy fool all day.

The Wantong family has found many experts, and they don't know where the problems are.

All I know is that when his cultivation base was abolished, he was just like the six young masters in front of him, holding his head and shouting in pain.

The similarity of the scene before them made them panic and fear.

Although Wan Zu Yihai said that the pain was unbearable, when he heard his cousin Jingyi, a fright flashed in his eyes.

The old man in the lobby was the person he admired most, and what happened afterwards was a big blow to him.

The most admired person has become a joke for others after a meal.

The fall of Brother Grand Hall was a fatal blow to the Wan Cheng family.

Since then, the second cousin who is expected to inherit the Wanzong family also died in an unclear operation, and even Gu Quan's body was not left behind.

The uncle has three sons in total, the eldest son is crazy and stupid, the second son has no corpses, and the third son's reputation a few years ago has also been bad, and he has become a dull boy who has nothing to do except fights.

"Mmm..."

There was another severe pain in the head, and Wan Tong Yihai couldn't help leaking his voice.

Thinking of his brave and brave second sister, his whole heart hurts.

After the second cousin's accident, his sister was also taken away by a menacing emergency.

"Sixth Young Master, your current situation is dangerous, I have to notify the Patriarch."

The monk who spoke at first took out his mobile phone.

"Don't..." Wan Tsuo stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Boom boom——"

At this time, the door of the room was knocked.

Everyone looked at the door, Wan Cheng stared at the door and his eyes lit up.

He reluctantly trembled and said: "Go, go open the door!"

The sound insulation of the Haijiang Hotel is really good. Gu Jin stood outside the door and didn't know what was going on inside.

She waited for a while, but no one came to open the door.

After knocking on the door twice, she turned her head and saw that the next door to the house of Wan Cheng Yihai was the 3681 room that Li Qingfeng was downstairs before.

"Little Nine Master, something happened to the Sixth Young Master!"

Without waiting for Gu Jin to turn around, someone opened the door of Three Six Eighty Zero, accompanied by a strange anxious sound.

Gu Jin's expression turned solemn, and the more she lifted her foot, the other party entered the room.

On the sofa in the living room of the house, Wan Cheng Yihai's face was pale, and you are not quite right.

The aura of the other party lying on the sofa was all messed up, as if... about to get lost.

Seeing such a young man, Gu Jin frowned slightly, and she walked to the sofa to observe him.

The aura of Wan Tsuo Yihai's body has changed, and a cloud of black mist on his head, like a huge black hole, is continuously devouring his spiritual power.

Although the speed of devouring is slow, if it goes on for a long time, it will soon make Wan Cheng Yihai a waste.

"Little Jiuye, you are here—"

Wan Cheng Yihai wanted to smile hard, but his face was sore that his smile was distorted.

Gu Jin frowned, staring at the black mist on his head, "What is going on?"

Wan Tu Yihai gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and shook his head lightly, trembling all over.

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