"Get out, Lao Tzu must make you look good!"

"If I don't teach you a lesson, do you really think that we have no one in Sunset City?"

The incessant foul language is one after another outside.

The door was still closed, and gradually, some people began to be impatient, clenched their fists, and yelled: "It's just a turtle with a shrunken head, watch Lao Tzu pull him out!" ”

A big man strode over, raised his foot, and kicked it towards the door.

The tentacles were like the wind, and he was about to kick the door to pieces, when suddenly a gust of wind sounded, and then, his whole body flew into the sky.

"Smack!"

It fell heavily to the ground and became a blur of flesh and blood!

A tall figure stood here, it was Jun Aohan.

At this time, he was wearing a mask made by Ye Qingli himself.

A proud and lonely temperament, looking down on the people!

"Hmph, you're finally willing to come out?"

"You are the one who wants to eat swan meat and covets our Miss Lin?"

Jun Aohan frowned.

He didn't pay attention to what these people were saying, he just thought they were buzzing very nasty, like a swarm of flies.

"Get out of here!"

He said two words coldly.

Ye Qingli, who was standing far away in the crowd, rubbed her eyes vigorously.

She almost suspected she was mistaken!

This is definitely Jun Aohan, it can't be the second person!

Because, she is too familiar!

In addition to this mask, there is his voice, his tone, his breath, his ...... All!

How did he come here?

Moreover, it is still as the messenger of Lin Rou's flower protection!

Ye Qingli felt that there must be something wrong with this.

I guess it's a misunderstanding, right?

What guy, how can he casually look at other women?

She was thinking about whether to stand up and speak.

Suddenly, a voice flew from the distance.

"Childe!"

A woman with an elegant temperament and a fairy like a fairy swept quickly from afar.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Jun Aohan's side.

She has a smile on her face, a smile and a smile, all of which are full of amorous feelings, gentle and generous, and not flattering, so that people can't help but be intoxicated.

It's really the most perfect image of a woman.

"She's Lin Rou?" Bi Xuan licked his lips.

"It's really good!"

Ye Qingli took back the steps he was about to take just now.

Lin Rou quickly came to Jun Aohan's side: "Childe, I have already helped you find out the news." ”

"Go in and talk!" Jun Aohan's eyes lit up.

After speaking, he was going to take Lin Rou in.

The voice of the two people talking was very small, and no one else could hear it clearly, they just thought that the two of them were going to go in and out of the right place again.

The people of the various sects immediately began to clamore.

"Let go of Miss Lin!"

"Take away your dirty hands, you don't deserve her at all!"

Jun Aohan's eyes were cold: "Get out!" ”

He also understood what those people outside meant, as if he suspected that he had something to do with Lin Rou.

It's a ridiculous joke!

However, he was never interested in explaining something to people who had nothing to do with him.

Those people are not worthy!

"You think you're the oldest!"

"Don't rely on a little ability, you dare to shout in Sunset City, you don't have the qualifications to do this......"

Jun Aohan's eyes flashed with cold light.

He asked Lin Rou for some things, and today, Lin Rou inquired about the results and was about to come over to tell him.

At this time, he didn't want to be bothered by anyone!