On the way to Yangjin Lake.

The old man with a goatee took Ye Hao's space backpack.

Searched carefully.

"Four packs of thunder? And so many low-level beast corpses?"

The goatee old man raised an eyebrow.

"What my parents gave me, I sold it for money to improve my life."

Ye Hao shook his head and said, "As far as my family's old house, I can't get a daughter-in-law, and as a parent, I have to think about the future of my children."

"Thunder scattered, hehe, your parents are not kind, and they also robbed and killed human warriors."

The old man with the goatee smiled.

"Nonsense, my parents are not like that, these are warriors who died in the mouths of the Ming beasts, and my parents killed those Ming beasts before harvesting their relics."

Ye Hao retorted, looking displeased.

The old man with the goatee doesn't think so, people's hearts are sinister, who knows the truth.

By now, he has gradually believed that Ye Hao's parents are still alive.

"It's just thunder, isn't there no forging bones?"

The old man with the goatee muttered, a flash of relief in his eyes.

Ye Hao's eyes were out of the corner, and he observed this subtle change in his expression.

Mind quick thoughts.

Forging Bone Scatter, it is a quenching body powder that only martial artists use, this goatee old man did not see Forging Bone Powder, which proves that my parents did not harvest martial arts-level relics, that is, they have not killed martial arts-level Ming Beasts.

This guy killed the quasi-martial artist Ming Beast easily, and after knowing that my parents were most likely not martial artists, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It shows that he should be a martial artist, but his strength will not be too strong, otherwise he will not be afraid of the same martial artist.

"Ordinary martial arts strength."

In Ye Hao's heart, he quickly judged the strength of the old man with a goatee.

"Since your parents are still alive, it seems that Chen Hai is also dead, so he is unlucky."

The goatee old man shook his head.

But it seems very cold, and there is not much emotion.

He and Chen Hai have no friendship, and every Black Star killer who assassinates others must also be prepared to be killed.

Chen Hai!

Ye Hao set off a monstrous wave in his head.

In an instant, all the clues were connected.

It turned out that this old man was actually a person from Black Star, not the middle-aged man from the White City Martial Arts Bureau, who was behind Li Peiwu.

"Hell, Blackstar......

Ye Hao thought that he was carrying Chen Hai's space backpack and turning under the nose of the Black Star Organization, and he cracked a little.

From this point of view, it's not that the Black Star Organization came to the door too quickly, it's that he died too strongly.

"Chen Hai, he almost killed me in the Ming Realm that day, but fortunately, my parents appeared in time, and it was from that day that I knew that my parents were still alive."

Ye Hao sighed with emotion.

The old man with the goatee didn't say anything, and seemed to care too much about Chen Hai's death.

As long as you know who the person behind this Ye Hao is, nothing else matters.

After some time.

Ye Hao stopped and said, "It's here, it's in front."

He was apprehensive in his heart, and there was a little bit of panic.

After all, he is a grandmaster-level black Jiao, and in front of this terrifying creature, he is equivalent to a weak ant.

Once he woke him up, he could die countless times with a little aftermath.

However, there is no way at the moment, both horizontal and vertical are dead, this old bastard, it is clear that he is going to kill me today, I will see which of the two of us has a bigger life!

Ye Hao's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.

"Seven days later, if you come to our house, can't I hand over the Dragon Ball to you?"

After walking a few steps, Ye Hao still couldn't help but say.

Delay a while, there is still a chance, he can still think of a way, now he is really going to the bottom of the lake, nine percent of the time, it is nine out of ten like, it will be the same end......

"Seven days, the old man can afford to wait, but looking at you like this, your parents are likely to be here."

The old man with the goatee smiled and said, "After all, they are all here, and the old man has to say hello to them."

"Damn, you have to find death!"

Ye Hao scolded secretly in his heart, with a gloomy face, and followed him.

Moment.

The old man with a goatee, with suspicion in his eyes, said, "You say, this is the lake?"

Ye Hao's mind was blank, as if he was shocked by something, and he was speechless.

Just looking at his feet, he couldn't say a word.

The original blue lake water has all disappeared, leaving only a huge deep pit, the bottom of the pit is empty, the Yang gold veins, and the grandmaster-level black Jiao are all gone.

It's only two or three days, and it's only been two or three days since he took the black saliva.

The lake is empty.

It was so suddenly empty that even the terrifying black dragon disappeared.

In Ye Hao's mind, a sentence from Xie Miaoyan suddenly flashed, "In the Ming Realm, there are many similar lakes like this, and there are powerful dragons and even true dragons and beasts at the bottom of the lakes.

These beasts usually sleep at the bottom of the lake, rarely change places, and will stay away from their associated territory unless their lives are in danger."

When your life is in danger, you will stay away from ...... But now, the whole lake is dry. z.br>

Ye Hao was terrified.

"This is the lake?"

The old man with the goatee frowned.

Ye Hao came back to his senses, forcibly walked out of that shock, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "This place has always been like this, I think it's such a big pit.

Before it dried, it was a lake, and it was usually called a lake."

The goatee old man nodded slightly, and when he heard that Ye Hao's voice was wrong, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I miss my mother, I have a black Jiao in my eyes, uh no, I have sand in my eyes."

Ye Hao rubbed his eyes.

Hearing this,

The old man with the goatee was suddenly silent.

After a long time, he said slowly: "The purpose of our Black Star is the Dragon Ball, as long as you hand over the Dragon Ball, I will not do anything to you again, and then you want to have a family reunion, whatever you want."

Ye Hao was also silent.

"Dragon Ball, I'll give it to you, I'm tired of it too, first Chen Hai, then you......

He paused and continued, "In seven days, I will come here to get the Dragon Ball from my parents, and then give it to you in the human world.

That way, you don't have to worry about conflict with my parents, and you can get the Dragon Ball smoothly."

"Seven days, that's too long, and what if you're restless?"

The old man with the goatee frowned.

"It's been a week, and it's gone by quickly. As for my restlessness, if I could live in the Ming Realm like my parents, I would never go back after Chen Hai did something to me."

Ye Hao's face was helpless, "You don't have to be so cautious.

Can't I be a low-level martial artist a week later, and I can threaten you as a martial artist?

Or will I be able to find someone strong to protect me in the middle of a week...... If I could, I would have done it a long time ago, and I wouldn't have waited until today."

Hearing this, the old man with the goatee thought thoughtfully.

This kid has a point, a week, in the blink of an eye.

He can't make any waves.

If he says all this to lie to himself, or if he dares to play tricks next week, it's not too late to clean him up.

His expression returned to indifference, and he said, "A week later, the old man will come to your house to look for you.

This is your deadline.

At that time, if you can't convince your parents and can't hand over the Dragon Ball, don't blame the old man, it's your parents who hurt you."

"Don't worry, it's just a bead, and my life, they know very well."

Ye Hao replied.