Sang Luo turned his head, just in front of Ye Huaixin's fiery eyes.

Zhang Jianting also turned his head and stared at Ye Huaixin for a long time,

"This buddy, why did you have a resentful face?"

It looks like a big deal.

Song Qingyun listened and stepped on Zhang Jianting,

"Just arrived on the island, don't be so rude?!"

Zhang Jianting touched his nose,

"I'll be honest, I didn't mean to."

After lying in Tiansuan Pavilion for more than two years, he was also cultivated a little bit of the Taoist skill of looking at faces.

Before Sang Luo could speak, these two people were muttering a lot.

It was difficult for Ye Huaixin not to notice the two talkers here, and at the same time, he also saw Su Changli, and then asked Sang Luo,

"Where are these people from?!"

Sang Luo looked at Ye Huaixin, paused slightly, and said with a sincere face,

"If I told you that I was fished out of the Sea of Chaos, would you believe me?"

Ye Huaixin stared at Sang Luo deadly, and the words were almost squeezed out of his teeth,

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

Sang Luo snorted, smiled and winked at him,

"So, they're all smart people, don't ask so much."

Ye Huaixin glanced at the three of them, his gaze swept over Song Qingyun and Zhang Jianting, and stayed on Su Changli's face for a moment, feeling that this person looked very much in line with his aesthetics.

However, after only staying for a moment, he looked back at Zhang Jianting and frowned unconsciously.

He didn't look at it a little unsightly, and he wanted to throw it out.

However, the strength is still passable.

Two immortals, one turned into a god, looking at the age of the bones, one younger than the other.

Teenage gods, twenty-something immortals, very interesting!

He looked at Sang Luo and said coldly,

"Okay, I don't ask. It's you, pay it back! ”

Sang Luo listened to three big question marks appearing in his head,

"Pay it back? And what money? When did I owe you money? ”

Ye Huaixin smiled coldly, and looked at the houses and buildings around him that were full of holes that were struck by thunder,

"Who do you think is responsible?"

Sang Luo paused for a moment, and slowly spoke,

"It can't be Lin Qinghan."

"Exactly!"

Ye Huaixin sneered,

"Not only did he destroy my small island like this, but he also took a piece of my Chaos Blue Lotus Lotus petal, you say this account, how to calculate it."

Zhang Jianting didn't understand Chaos Qinglian, but he understood these buildings.

The layers of towers, all of which are made of spirit stones, are inlaid with crystals and formations, and at first glance they can't afford to lose.

So he leaned over to Sangluo's ear,

"Just tell him, we don't know Lin Qinghan well, so it has nothing to do with it."

Sangluo: "."

Is this the brotherhood of the Kunwu Sword Sect?

However, with the trouble of Shura Building, pretending to be unfamiliar with this trick, I am afraid it will be difficult for Ye Huaixin to do it.

As a result, several people could only sit together and talk about the issue of compensation.

“.”

A quarter of an hour later, the Ye family's small courtyard.

Sang Luo, Changli Jianzun, Zhang Jianting, Song Qingyun, and Lin Qinghan, who had just finished the tribulation, sat in a row.

On the opposite side, it is Ye Huaixin with the scene of moon red and purple moon support.

Just after the thunder tribulation, Lin Qinghan had several buckles on his body, and his arms were dripping with blood, and white bones could be seen.

The aura in this place is too thin, and the serious injuries under the catastrophe are not easy to recover.

Sang Luo couldn't stand it anymore, so he asked Song Qingyun to take him down to heal first.

This guy is really tough.

The first more ~

Daily ticket begging~

(End of chapter)