"Girl, what people are talking about is the head of the neck, not this kind of strange sand!"

Yang Han was beside him, and he couldn't help but tease.

Xue Buregret also smiled and said nothing.

But Dongfang Shuo looked at the pile of black sand on the ground and didn't say anything.

"If this person is really dead, there will definitely be no head, and the rest will only be this pile of black sand."

Su Muhan replied to Yang Han bluntly, he had never dealt with Wei Chiqian, and those who did not know were not guilty.

At this time, not only Yang Han, but even the students who were originally under Dongfang Shuo's guidance laughed out loud, how could a person become sand when he died!

It's funny.

Su Muhan was too lazy to take care of it, standing in place, waiting for Dongfang Shuo's instructions.

If he also had the same attitude as these students, Su Muhan planned to leave, and there was no point in staying in Wolong Valley.

So, for a while, the building was a little quiet, so quiet that only snickering remained......

Yang Han and Xue Buregret also watched from the side with a completely joke attitude, and waited for Dongfang Shuo to be furious and blast the two out......

"Is this really yours alone?"

Dongfang Shuo's face seemed to have become a little more serious again, and the ravines on his face were even more majestic.

'This little girl is going to be finished, you look at Dongfang Shuo's eyes, it seems to be about to breathe fire! ’

'Be quiet, or you'll have to be blasted out by Dongfang Shuo!' ’

A few whispers, and the crowd seemed to be expecting something.

"Otherwise? Can anyone help me? Su Muhan agreed straightforwardly.

For a while, Dongfang Shuo was silent......

Then he stepped down from his red sandalwood carved dragon master chair, grabbed a handful of black sand that Su Muhan brought back and sprinkled on the ground, and rubbed it in his hand.

Yang Han and Xue Buregret were stunned for a moment, what is Dongfang Shuo doing?

Could it be that this old man has a habit of collecting strange sand?

"It's the two of you who stole my Wolong Valley this time, right?"

After going around in a big circle, everyone didn't know why Dongfang Shuo wanted to turn this topic back to the original point, he seemed to be interested in this Su Muhan again?

"Break? No, we walked in openly! Su Muhan replied loudly.

"Let's go? The mountain and forest enchantments of my Wolong Valley are unfathomable, how can you two outsiders get in? ”

"You are the door opened for us by your uncle and ancestor."

Su Muhan's words caused another private laugh, Uncle Shi? Who? God Operator?

An immortal will open the mountain gate for you a girl in the mortal world? It's ridiculous.

But Dongfang Shuo didn't smile: "Then you came to my Wolong Valley voluntarily?" ”

At this time, Song Sizhe came from outside, and brought a stack of books and put them on Dongfang Shuo's bookcase, and he couldn't help but see that Su Muhan was confronting Dongfang Shuo, and he also stood next to him and watched quietly.

"Yes, the two of us came here voluntarily, hoping to be able to practice here."

Su Muhan did not hide it, Song Sizhe was here, the situation was unknown, and he had no plans to stay away.

Xia Lan is in Wolong Valley at the moment, knowing that this opportunity is rare, if Su Muhan can stay, she also plans to follow, even if she can't learn something, she can also increase her knowledge!

Dongfang Shuo listened, left Su Muhan's side, looked up and saw Song Sizhe watching from the side, and asked, "What do you think?" ”

Song Sizhe's gaze was already on Su Muhan's body, and at this moment, Su Muhan's gaze also drifted with Dongfang Shuo's figure, and then bordered Song Sizhe's gaze......

"I thought, why not?" Song Sizhe looked at Su Muhan's eyes and replied.