"If you don't say that, I'll give you a piece of meat, and of course, I'll give you a top-notch treatment. Dan Yao, you can't die ...... Yang Hao faded, then took out the Blood Refining Divine Sword and placed it in front of the middle-aged man, emitting a trace of blood.

The middle-aged man was visibly frightened and pale.

"Who the hell are you, why are you so nosy?" the middle-aged man's voice changed slightly.

"Whoever I am, don't mind. Tell me everything I want to know. "I'll keep you alive. Yang Hao didn't look at the middle-aged man, but touched the blood on his hand to refine the divine sword.

"What do you want to know?", the middle-aged man looked at Yang Hao.

"What are you going to do here, why do you want to start with mortals, how many people do you have, what is the highest cultivation, what kind of organization do you call it?" Yang Hao blurted out a series of questions.

"I can't tell you so much. If I tell you that even if you let me go, they won't let me go. The middle-aged man enjoyed his breathing.

"If you don't say it, I have a way to know. I used to have only one way to find my soul. I can know everything I want to know. However, the soul is looking for people, and as a result, they lose their minds madly and become stupid. Yang Hao opened his mouth, but there was no movement in his voice.

"I can tell you, just ask you to give me a pretty one. Not long after, the middle-aged man spoke, and his voice was full of vicissitudes.

How can he accept that he has become a fool when he dominates happiness and surpasses everything in the world?

In fact, Yang Hao was just deceiving the people here. Where did Yang Hao know about the idea of finding ghosts? This was just a description of the idea of ghost hunting that he had seen before. Say it every time.

"Yes. Yang Hao found a bowl and put it down.

We are an organization called One Church. As far as I know, the staff used to be a bit of a sporadic training, and the organizers were monks from the Jindan world...!

"He didn't know where to find the black gas and gave it to us. We put it on a stool in the evening and went to see it as a solitary person. Sometimes, as long as we keep it alive, we suppress it. ”

'In return, he gave us skills and practices that worked well, and although they didn't practice it in the right way, it wasn't enough for us as talents, which is already a good thing and we can improve our performance. ”

"I once heard an elder say that the Lord did this to see the White Moon Kingdom, and then he didn't know what method to use to sacrifice blood to this area and improve his own methods in order to break through the borders. ”

"I knew it would be harmful to nature, but I got the cheap money, and the Emperor waited for me so much that I didn't dare betray ......" the man said slowly.

Yang Hao frowned.

It seems that this so-called master of the sect is already tired in Jindan, and now he is preparing to break through in such an extreme way.

"Jindan Realm..."!" Yang Hao frowned, then enjoyed himself, waved his left hand, and an ice grab appeared in the air, piercing the middle-aged handsome man.

Yang Hao frowned. He thinks middle-aged people should know a lot, but they're just getting in.

......Just as Yang Hao was leaving the room, he saw Bai Lingqi hurriedly coming over.

"Death in your body is what this person has injected into your body," Yang Hao said, adding.

"Is it him?" Bai Lingqi couldn't believe it.

"He ......"!

"Let me kill you. Yang Hao's face turned pale.

Bai Lingqi was surprised by Yang Hao's methods, and even felt a little fierce.

He stood in the palace every day and showed happiness. He didn't know how many maidens he had spoiled. Even if he doesn't know that his illness is caused by him, he doesn't feel cheap.

"Are there many princes and ministers who are as sick as you are, and some people in the mansion help them heal them?" Yang Hao said suddenly.

"Ah...... This is not clear to me, you say so, two people said, I remember not long ago, many chiefs said that they had health problems, but they didn't know that there would be people from a department to treat the ......! Bai Lingqi said, as if a little embarrassed.

Yang Hao frowned and said that Bai Lingqi was a princess and couldn't deal with people.

"I'm going to say goodbye. Yang Hao and Bai Lingqi said goodbye.

"Can't Yang Xianren stay a few more days?" Bai Lingqi opened his mouth to keep Yang Hao.

Yang Hao shook his head and walked slowly, but soon disappeared.

In the city of "The King of Singers", Yang Hao walked on one.

"Fresh oranges..."!

"Snow Sugar Gourd..."!

"New Silk Yo ......"

Yang Hao likes red arrogance very much. Although this is still a worldly thing among ordinary people, he has distanced himself from the world since he began to practice. Now, he's back in a world of arrogance. Like a bystander.

"What's wrong with Uncle Cai now?", Yang Haoqing liked it very much. He has been gone for nearly two years, and he doesn't know that Wangjiacun's playmates from childhood to adulthood will now have a little bit.

Yang Hao found a teahouse and sat down. A sharp-eyed man came to Yang Hao's desk and poured him a cup of tea.

"What do you want to eat?" the guy laughed at Yang Hao.

"Let's order your signature dish. Yang Hao took a sip of tea. Although this tea is just ordinary tea, it is good without the cultivation of monks, but it is still mellow.

"Hey, hey, guest, our tea is good, the tea from our tea shop, but the whole song is the best in the kingdom!"

Yang Haozao nodded and gave such a guy a piece of money. He had been to a small town near Dogtail Mountain, and the rich man he had seen in the teahouse was rewarded.

"Hey, hey, thank you, guest. "These people are smart, and the money they're looking for has come across. They put it in their arms. Then they went back and said something. Then they go to receive other guests.

It didn't take long for the guy to bring four plates and put them on the table.

"Guest, please slow down. The man put the plate away and retired.

Yang Hao picked up the chopsticks and took a few bites. He enjoyed them a lot. Now he is not at all interested in the delicacy he wants most.

Yang Hao left a few banknotes and disappeared into the teahouse.

It didn't take long for the guy to take a look at the plates that weren't moving at all and scratched his head strangely, wondering why Yang Hao hadn't eaten much.

Yang Hao walked aimlessly. He saw several children playing and playing around at home.

A little fat man instructed the rest of the children to prepare something that the little girl next to him had never touched, and he looked at the little girl from time to time and laughed at him.

Yang Hao smiled slightly. At that moment, he seemed to see the fields of Maleonn in his childhood.

Yang Hao stood on the bank of the river that flowed through Quzi Wangcheng, and a row of willow trees hit him.

She looked up at the attic. A ten-year-old girl sat in front of the window embroidering something with a needle and thread in her hand, and from time to time she looked at Mr. Shu who was holding a book on the bank of the willows.

From time to time, the scholar wrote books and looked at the girls in the attic. Sometimes they meet, and they both laugh at each other.

Yang Hao could feel the affection in their eyes, silently blessed them in his heart, and then walked out.

Yang Hao watched a movie in the cinema, and the lyrics are here. The movie on the movie table is being sold. Tsing Yi is very beautiful and has big eyes. The people on the stage cheered.