Chapter Ninety-One: Yueheng Boy, Don't Love, Drunk Gold Fans Love Thousands of Flowers

[Huh~ Is the Grim Reaper's Messenger that fierce? Looks like this guy has a big enmity with him! 】

Huo Yuhao thought thoughtfully, tapping his five fingers rhythmically on the table, and asked in surprise: "Why did you find me, you know, I am not famous among the employers of the net." ”

Yao Jinmo's stiff facial muscles relaxed slightly: "Originally, I just had the attitude of being a dead horse as a live horse doctor, but after seeing you with my own eyes, I would like to believe that you have the ability to fight against the dead of the god of death." ”

"I've been looking for countless people these days, and once the name of the Death Messenger is mentioned, their expressions will change drastically in an instant, and they will try their best to excuse themselves."

"And from the moment I mentioned the words Deathbringer, your expression has not changed in the slightest. This leads me to conclude that you at least ...... He has the ability to keep his whole body in front of him. ”

Huo Yuhao nodded slightly, and smiled lightly: "You guessed right, I am indeed not afraid of that Death Emissary, and even if I don't have any information about him, I have the means to find his hiding place." ”

Yao Jinmo's expression remained unchanged, but his expression became more condensed, and he looked at Huo Yuhao with burning eyes: "Since I have already informed Yu Ling of the information of Tianlinghua, can you show your strength, and also let me have a good bottom in my heart." ”

Huo Yuhao shrugged his shoulders, casually took out a golden soul coin from the storage ring, bent his fingers, and flicked his fingers.

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and the closed special glass on the balcony was actually shattered by a golden soul coin, Yao Jinmo instinctively looked sideways, but in the next moment, a breeze approached his neck, and his neck was pinched by a big hand, and a sound came from his ears.

"No matter when and where, don't lose your vigilance, if you change to other guys who don't have discipline, this time, your life will be gone."

Huo Yuhao let go of the hand that was lightly attached to Yao Jinmo's neck, and his mental power surged, and he brought back the few pieces of glass shards that had not yet fallen to the bottom of the building out of thin air. Under the simulated soul technique, the glass-colored light of the mirror pupil flashed, and the martial soul source seal was inscribed, and the glass slag was strangely restored to its original state, without the slightest trace of damage.

The corners of Huo Yuhao's mouth curled, patted Yao Jinmo's shoulder, sat back on the sofa, and looked at him with a smile: "How?" If that's not enough, let's try another place? ”

Yao Jinmo's expression changed, his trembling eyes had obvious flutters, and he was shocked by Huo Yuhao's sudden attack.

You must know that although his cultivation talent is not as good as that of his younger brother Yao Haoxuan, he is also a real soul king! It is an astonishing speed to be able to use a Golden Soul Coin to shatter the special glass of the Net's private trading office without opening the martial soul, and to take advantage of this short gap to get closer.

The man in front of him, what he showed made Yao Jinmo feel trembling, in front of Huo Yuhao, he had a feeling of being completely seen through, and he himself didn't know anything about Huo Yuhao.

But...... For him, the stronger Huo Yuhao is, the greater his hope of revenge.

Yao Jinmo calmed down his agitated mind a little, and stretched out his right hand: "The matter of the Death Messenger Mike Donkey Jack, please leave it to Your Excellency, after the matter is completed, I will definitely present the Heavenly Spirit Flower with both hands." ”

Huo Yuhao stretched out his hand and shook it, and suddenly asked: "Let's change the name of each other, although they just take what they need, it is always good to have a name." ”

Yao Jinmo pondered for a long time, and then said, "That...... I'll call you boss, how about you call me Lao Mo? ”

Huo Yuhao thought for a while and agreed: "Okay, then I will call you Lao Mo in the future, I want to ask, what is the grudge between you and the Death Emissary, whether it is direct contact or indirect contact, this is very important for my search methods." ”

Yao Jinmo's eyebrows showed the sadness of the autumn wind and withered leaves, and he said hatefully: "The revenge of killing my brother is not shared!" ”

"Is that so...... I see, do you have any items that your brother used during his lifetime and asked to stay on him for more than three years. Huo Yuhao asked.

Yao Jinmo's expression was restrained, although he was confused by Huo Yuhao's request, but after the incident just now, he knew that the man in front of him could not be guessed by common sense.

"Then I'll have to go back and take a good look at it."

Huo Yuhao had no objection: "Then just notify me when you get it, this is my contact information for the Transmission Soul Guide." ”

……

An entertainment area in Xingluo City, Rose Bar.

The misty soul guide reflects the dappled light and shadow, the music played by the phonographic soul guide is dynamic and exciting, and the coolly dressed girls dance very provocative dances on the booth, and a drunken atmosphere comes to the face.

The guests stared at the dancers with heavy makeup with wanton eyes, laughing roughly, and from time to time someone reached out to caress them. Not far from the booth is a beautiful and luxurious private room, the eyebrow escort girl is hand-picked by richly dressed people, as if something unspeakable may happen at any time.

In a top-notch private room, Dai Yueheng hugged a pair of superb wine girls in his left and right hands, and the faces of the two girls were eight or nine points similar, obviously a pair of twins.

The heavy kneading of both hands caused the twins to scream with the wine girl, and handed the wine glass to Dai Yueheng's mouth with a smile......

Dai Yueheng is very satisfied with the current days, since his soul power cultivation was corroded by the corpse poison of the messenger of death, he slipped from the original Soul Emperor to the Soul Sect, and lost the qualification to compete with Dai Huabin for the position of Duke of the White Tiger, he was originally ambitious and determined to be on par with his father Dai Hao...... It's changed.

From the once promising genius Soul Emperor to a mere small Soul Sect, such ups and downs are simply not something that a proud son of heaven like Dai Yueheng can endure.

For this, he realized......

Life is too short, so why not have fun in time?

On the other hand, he also made this move because his good brother, who now has the sole inheritance of the Duke of White Tiger, can only make Dai Huabin completely at ease.

Knock Knock –

"Enter."

A square-looking middle-aged man pushed away a dancer who was dancing and looked at Dai Yueheng, who was intoxicated with gentleness, and regret flashed in his eyes.

Once upon a time, the genius who broke through the Soul Emperor before the age of twenty and was one of the best in the history of the White Tiger Duke was reduced to such a situation.

"Young Master, you have changed, you have become drunk and dreamy, and you have become greedy for pleasure, have you forgotten your ambition to start as an ordinary soldier in the Western Legion and follow the example of Lord Duke?"

The middle-aged man admonished hard, and impatience appeared on Dai Yueheng's face, and he slammed the wine glass in his hand on the ground, and said confidently.

"Presumptuous! Are you teaching me a lesson? ”

"I've cultivated all my life, can't I enjoy it?"

After driving away the middle-aged man who had been admonished, Dai Yueheng looked at the frightened dancer and the twins on the side, and waved his hand.

"Then the music, then the dance."

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