Chapter Seventy-One: Haunted

No. Jin Shanlan thought about it and felt that she didn't say that kind of offending words. There is no place to rebel against the young master of this Demon Sect.

That's even weirder! Completely unpredictable.

"Hmm. Keep your doors and windows closed, and tomorrow I'll tell you where we're going. Good night. ”

Tomorrow, he Ye Tian will reorganize the main altar of this Neon Immortal Palace.

Tomorrow, he will pay back all the accidents and humiliations.

Ye Tian has a big deal on his mind, and he can't wait to save his father from prison.

wants to kill the Ni Xian Palace, so he is a little impatient. shows the fierce nature that Kim Shanlan has never seen.

After speaking, in front of Jin Shanlan, he slammed the door of the room shut.

"Eh。。。。。。"

Jin Shanlan wanted to say something, but as a result, she stepped forward and ate a closed door, almost flattening her nose.

Yes! Lose your marbles.

Ye Tian is really strange. Only then did he remember that he was the young master of the Demon Sect, so he put up a shelf with her, a follower, to distance himself?

No way...... Ye Tian wouldn't treat her like this. Grim-faced back to the room.

Jin Shanlan was depressed and felt that her chest was very blocked.

Thinking hard and meditating, I was thinking about why the elusive young master suddenly changed his face.

She Jin Shanlai has always been straightforward and quick to her friends, and it is rare for the two to fall in love, is it really inadvertently offended Ye Tian?

"Ah~ so annoying!" Seventeen-year-old Jin Shanlan suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart. The feeling of panic made him unwilling to sleep. Just put his hands behind his head and lay on the bed with such a big grin.

Lie down, eh?! It's so comfortable!

It is worthy of the upper room of the sky!

Since I became an undercover agent in the Demon Cult, I don't know how long it has been since I had a good night's sleep like this. Rao is her Jin Shanlan's nerves are thick, but after all, she is trembling in the demon cave.

She's a meticulous worker. Don't look at Jin Shanlan's always smiling, gags everywhere and the Demon Sect are mixed up and down, and they call them brothers, as if they are like-minded.

But in fact, at a young age, she pinned her head to the waistband of her pants every day, and used her life to win a bright future in the future.

Of course, it should have been.

But now, her life hangs on this Ye Tian's body.

Ye Tian, Ye Tian, but he is a moody master, who grew up in a demon cave, how can she Jin Shanlan guess what to do? I couldn't help but sigh heavily, disappointed, frustrated, and a rush of brain surged.

Extremely heavy frustration.

Ye Tian's words made Jin Shanlan very at a loss, she complained, compared with the young master in the next room, she was now rolling around on the bed like this, she was really like a child.

Ay! Moan and groan.

It's a feeling of not knowing what you're doing wrong.

Jin Shanlan extinguished the light and decided to sleep first, maybe when she woke up the next day, Ye Tian would be back to normal!

That's it!

Jin Shanlan is tired, she may not have slept in such a good bed for a long time.

So, after thinking about it for a while, she slowly hugged the futon and fell asleep.

"Ye Tian, what are you angry about?"

In the dream, he was still muttering, very aggrieved.

Ye Tiandu had already put on a night robe, and he was about to use the speed of the Red Blood Sect to rush back to the Demon Sect General Altar in a thousand days.

Suddenly, the red blood butterfly he released heard the man's dream cry in his ears.

。。。。。。

Ye Tian paused, and his frozen, murderous face, suddenly relaxed.

Even, it made the young master, who was like a Shura demon at the moment, still unconsciously hook the corners of his lips.

He'll come back and apologize to Ah Lai.

didn't think about it, he deliberately avoided it like this, but it made Ah Lai sad. It was originally to make Ah Lai less frightened。。。。。。

Ye Tian, who was dressed in black, slammed open the back window.

The bleak wind had just raised his hair, and Ye Tian's figure had already disappeared from the room in this inn.

The air froze suddenly, blowing the residual murderous aura and chill.

Like a ghost, Ye Tian is fifteen years old, but he is already a ghost, and he is haunted, and ordinary people can't stop him at all!