Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"What do you do?" Ye Shaoyang spread his hand.

“Why should we follow us?” The words of the sneaky are not at all polite.

Ye Shaoyang smiled and said: "Auntie, how do you say this, this road is public, we just go in this direction... How to follow you."

His words just fell, and Wu Tong whispered: "Shaoyang, can't make it!"

Ghostly eyes became a seam, and a few steps in front of Ye Shaoyang, Shen Sheng said: "Ye Shaoyang, I asked the people of Maoshan, you are not a Maoshan disciple, I do not know your origin, do not want to know, you What I did in the ancient tomb did help me these disciples, you say, what do you want?"

"What?" Ye Shaoyang stunned for a while.

"You follow us, tangled, don't you want my spell guild to give you some benefits, what do you want?"

Ye Shaoyang is speechless, and she dares to think of herself as a good thing... Does the people of the spell guild think so much about themselves?

"Auntie, you made a mistake. I really don't want any benefit. We really have to go there. You will continue, let us not."

Chen Xiaoyu began to speak out, Ye Shaoyang listened to the upset, hesitating whether or not to teach him a lesson, suddenly a voice came from the opposite side: "What happened?"

Everyone turned around and looked around.

A white boy slowly came over from the opposite side.

The boy looks like he is about twenty years old, with long hair and crusted, combing two scorpions on his side, hanging from his shoulders, white clothes are not stained, neckline and cuffs are decorated with water waves, holding a hand The folding fan looks like a scorpion.

Ye Shaoyang saw his first feeling, a bit like a star that often appeared in costume dramas. After thinking for a long time, it seems to be called He Rundong. The two are not like each other, but the temperament is similar, especially this guy. It is also a slight upward angle on the corner of the mouth, which seems to be a bit conceited and contemptuous.

"Who is this?" The white boy slowly came and looked at Ye Shaoyang and asked.

" Xiaohan brother, this is Ye Shaoyang that I mentioned to you... I don't know how to come here anymore." Chen Xiaoyu squinted at Ye Shaoyang, said coldly.

Xiao Han... Ye Shaoyang’s heart sinks, is this the genius boy Zhang Xiaohan who is famous in the world?

"Ye Shaoyang, this is Zhang Xiaohan, but also my brother." Wu Tong came up to play the round field and turned to Zhang Xiaohan. "Ye Shaoyang is only a real person, but in the tomb, it helped us a lot. I didn't expect to meet here." It’s a bit misunderstood before, but it’s nothing.”

Zhang Xiaohan looked at Ye Shaoyang with a high eye and said: "For me, my sister-in-law thank you. If there is any need, I can come to me in the future. I will return you."

"Her human condition, do not need you to come back." Ye Shaoyang said something uncomfortable.

When Zhang Xiaohan was on his face, he looked down and stared at Ye Shaoyang. The sneaky screamed suddenly and said: "Xiaohan, I am going to do business." After reading it, I didn't look at other people, and I stepped forward again.

Zhang Xiaohan suppressed his emotions, and Yang Shaoyang smiled lightly. He said: "The character of Ye Dao is straight and straight. I am afraid that I will walk in the rivers and lakes in the future. This character is going to suffer. If I have been counted before, if there is any crisis in the future, come. Find me."

Although the words have the meaning of reciprocation, his tone does not sound like a reward, but alms: I am more powerful than you, but inadvertently owes you a favor, I can return you once, but... this is The strong man's alms to the weak.

Ye Shaoyang certainly listened to this meaning in his voice, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Forget it, I have always been free of charge for good things... If you need it in the future, you can come back to me..."

"Ha ha ha..." Mao Xiaofang deliberately cooperated and laughed twice.

"You!" Zhang Xiaohan looked sad, but then quickly restrained his emotions, not angry.

"Ye Shaoyang, you know who you are talking to!" Chen Xiaoyu scolded.

"Forget it, Xiaoyu, the newborn calf, always not afraid of anything." Zhang Xiaohan deliberately put on a high profile, rushing Ye Shaoyang smiled, there is a feeling that adults do not care about the villain.

"Let's go, there is something to do, what is in this mushroom." Zhang Xiaohan finished, turned and left. Chen Xiaoyu and others also followed, and Wu Tong’s last step, after turning around, waved at Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang and Mao Xiaofang waited for them to go farther, look at each other, and then follow up. Zhang Xiaohan and others are naturally aware of it, but this time they did not turn back and drive them away.

Ye Shaoyang and Mao Xiaofang followed, until they entered a hotel called Dongpo Inn.

"Let's go." After remembering the location here, Ye Shaoyang greeted Mao Xiaofang and left.

"That is Zhang Xiaohan, this is better than the equipment, huh, huh." After a certain distance, Ye Shaoyang remembered Zhang Xiaohan's face and couldn't help but spit on Mao Xiaofang.

Mao Xiaofang did not understand: "What?"

"Amount." Ye Shaoyang knows that the word is not there, and said: "Tell him to pretend, pretend."

"Oh, this is indeed, I am also very upset, but I have to say that people do have this capital..."

Ye Shaoyang said: "This is not the case. There are people outside. You meet a stranger. How do you know that you will not be so powerful? If you are over-the-top, if you are beaten, how much."

Among the people I know, the best thing to wear is the style of the wind, but the wind is forced by force, never swearing at people, not offending him. Anyway, he will not look at it, he really offended. He, just a stick to pump you to reincarnation, is too lazy to marry you.

It is necessary to install it, otherwise what is the difference between a man and a salted fish?

However, Ye Shaoyang himself feels that whether it is the Taoist wind or himself, it is completely different from Zhang Xiaohan's installation of the routine: they never take the initiative to force people to force, nor do they force the weak.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaohan’s practice made him feel very disgusting, and the old woman... Ye Shaoyang thought that the face of the chrysanthemum was full of pleats, and he felt nausea, but he still had to endure...

"Let's go. Do not know where the chat is over, we will go first, and then I will come back to find Wutong."

Ye Shaoyang dragged Mao Xiaofang away.

On the second floor of Dongpo Inn, Wutong looked at Ye Shaoyang's back disappeared, silently closed the window, turned and left the room and went to the living room.

Everyone else is here.

Ghostly watched her come in, glanced at him and said: "This time, the tasks given by your master have all been known. Now, when the time is ripe, we will kill the mountain and go to the Taoist priests in Taohua Mountain. If they are obsessed with it, Do not kill it..."

(I just finished writing, I’m late, I can’t help you)