Sang Luo looked at Ye Huaixin's stunned appearance and sighed,

"I made such a big fuss in the Shura Building, which can be regarded as touching your bottom line, but you didn't kill me Liwei on the spot, there should be something to use me, right?"

Ye Huaixin gathered his expression and looked at Sang Luo,

"Maybe I just like your look."

Sang Luo chuckled,

"You are the young master of the Chaos Islands, and you control the entire exiled land, what kind of skin do you want?"

How can a person who lives in such a ferocious place, and whose parents are the ones who created such a system, be a gentleman who only cares about his appearance?

He is only a thousand years old, but his realm is already close to the immortal king, and he can be regarded as a generation of Tianjiao.

As for why she is concerned, I am afraid it has something to do with the breath of chaos.

From his words, it is not difficult to guess that very few people can come here from the Sea of Chaos.

He needed someone to accompany him to a place where the Breath of Chaos was very strong to do something, and she happened to be able to adapt to the Breath of Chaos.

Sang Luo has always been very smart, but in the past in the fourteen states of Cangwu, she was the Tianjiao of the sect, almost invincible among her peers, and when she went out, there was a master on top of her who no one dared to provoke, so she never had to use her brains.

But here, there are too many beings stronger than her.

So, the brain naturally has to move.

Ye Huaixin looked at the smiling girl in Tsing Yi in front of him, and his back molars were about to be crushed.

"Okay, Miss Sang is really smart, why don't you guess again, why do I want you to help?"

"Since Ye Gongzi said so, I'll continue to guess."

Sang Luo's eyebrows raised slightly, put the teacup in his hand on the wooden table, and said slowly,

"Mr. and Mrs. Hajima, are you in any danger?"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Huaixin's face sank completely, and the jade fan in his hand condensed into a blade and rested on Sang Luo's neck.

At the same time, the long sword in Lin Qinghan's hand came out of the sheath and dripped on Ye Huaixin's neck.

For a while, the atmosphere between the three of them was tense.

And Yuheng Daozun is sitting on the side and drinking tea calmly, this tea is a rare silver leaf spirit tea for thousands of years, and the aura is very strong.

There was no surprise on Sang Luo's face, and he also followed Yuheng Daozun to drink tea calmly, it must be a good thing to make the ancestor so greedy.

Ye Huai's novice pressed down, and the girl's delicate neck was broken, and the blood went down the slender neck into the collar.

And Lin Qinghan also moved, the blade of the sword was deflected by an inch, and Ye Huaixin's neck began to bleed.

It's just that his blood, the color is a little weird, the color is blue.

Sang Luo's eyes flashed with a touch of surprise,

"You're a merman?"

The water on the Chaos Islands is strangely deep.

The Ye family and his wife, are they sharks?

Ye Huaixin suppressed the fire in his heart and said to Lin Qinghan,

"You'd better get your sword away!"

Otherwise, he wouldn't mind removing one of his arms.

Lin Qinghan's face was expressionless, and his voice was colder than his,

"You take your hands off first."

Sang Luo looked at Ye Huaixin with a smile,

"Young Master Ye, you have two choices now, first, kill us, but there is a risk of being counter-killed, and second, it is better to collect your anger and talk about our cooperation."

Ye Huaixin took a deep breath and took back the jade fan in his hand.

Seeing that he had collected his weapon, Lin Qinghan had also collected his sword, but a pair of eyes were still staring at him, as long as he dared to strike again, he would draw his sword and cut off his head.

(End of chapter)