The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss

  Chapter 622

  Ye Changan still kept looking over there, with doubts.

   seems eager to figure out what's going on over there.

   He didn't care about Gong Zeyu's clamor at all.

  Although Gong Zeyu is more difficult to deal with today, in fact, the two of them are at a stalemate here.

Gong Zeyu held back Ye Changan's footsteps, but unfortunately, Chi Nuan didn't seize the opportunity. After Tang Jin approached him, his army was defeated like a mountain, and even his disguise and strength were seen through. The ghost she enshrined.

   That's outrageous—

Useless things.

   Gong Zeyu gritted his teeth, his face was full of gloom, and he waved his hand almost like an afterimage in the air. Countless ferocious and malicious remnants came from all directions, and even the roof Ye Changan was stepping on was smashed in an instant.

  Ye Changan jumped up, looked down, and was a little puzzled by the hand that grabbed his ankle.

   Logically speaking, these things should not touch him.

  Always gentle, the young man with a soft smile slightly opened his eyelids, revealing the scarlet blood in his pupils.

  Ye Changan's surprise was very obvious.

  Gong Zeyu saw everything clearly, and as expected, he showed a wild smile.

   "My guess is not wrong at all. Your Sanqing Taoist Temple is the strange work of the so-called decent?"

  Ye Changan dodged instantly, his movements were light, he turned over in the air, avoiding all the howling remnants.

  These remnants emerging from jade products are all fierce, full of evil thoughts, and hold the greatest malice towards everything in the world.

  The wailing and painful sounds entered his ears, and Ye Changan let out a long sigh.

On the other hand, Gong Zeyu seemed to have caught Ye Changan's braid, and continued to speak wildly: "You, and your junior brother I heard, are actually related to monsters and those monsters, right? It's disaster relief." Rescue is actually not using the power of these things to do good deeds for yourself, what is the difference between you and us?"

  Su Qian, the junior brother of the Sanqing Taoist Temple, and Ye Changan, the senior brother of the Sanqing Taoist Temple, were both invaded by foreign objects.

  Su Qian has the physique of a monster, but Ye Changan is a bit confusing.

  He is always gentle and smiling, holding a Taoist peach wood sword that is not lethal enough. This kind of wooden sword has no blade, but when he strikes the sword, it is full of sharp edges. Blood red eyes, when they are fully opened, they are full of murderous aura.

  This kind of guy, looking at his murderous looks, it is outrageous to survive.

   It must be related to evil spirits, then Tang Jin, who is outrageously gifted in Fengshui and metaphysics, even stronger than some legendary figures in history, must not be serious.

   Fuck Fuck Fuck...

  They don't follow the right path, but how come the Sanqing Taoist Temple is more deviant than them?

  Thinking so in his heart, he laughed even more mockingly, and glanced gloomily at his severed arm.

   Just about to say something more.

   Watching Ye Changan open his eyes slightly, and make a strange gesture.

  The remnants and ghosts around rushed forward, the bladeless wooden sword, the afterimage of the sword and sword, just had a sense of coldness and sharpness.

In an instant, the evil spirits dispersed, and Ye Changan landed lightly on the roof, looking at him with dark red eyes, standing upright, looking indifferently from the side, holding a sword in his hand, like a **** of war walking in the world, with bright scarlet eyes, sword Feng was full of righteousness.

   "I can't be dragged down by you anymore—"

  Ye Changan rolled up the sword flower, opened his mouth lightly, and narrowed his eyes.

   "I just felt the breath of an old friend just now."

  (end of this chapter)