The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 352
"Oh." Leng Wuyou tilted her head, "I want me to join your family, I'm sorry, I'm not interested." She just killed the young master of the family, is she going to their family to throw herself into a trap?

"Well, since you agree, eh?" Mu Hesan's eyes widened, "What did you just say?"

Leng Wuyou looked sideways, does this old man have bad ears?

"He said he wasn't interested." Shuo Ye gave Mu and Third Elder a hard look. Doesn't this old man know that they are in a hurry?Still talking non-stop here.

Elder Mu He and the third elder's face suddenly darkened. What he thought was a foolproof thing turned out to be rejected.

With so many people watching, his face, the face of the Muhe family was greatly ashamed.

He glanced at Shuo Ye coldly, looked at Leng Wuyou with heavy eyes, his tone was a bit tough, as if threatening, "Master, are you sure you want to reject our Muhe family?"

"Could it be that your Muhe family still wants to coerce? Use power to overwhelm others?" Leng Wuyou twitched the corner of his mouth, and snorted softly, "If so, then I have some doubts about the character of your hidden family."

"He is bold, and he is not afraid to offend our families with a single word." The young man beside Hua Mili raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"That's not true. You didn't listen to him. You clearly pushed the Muhe family to the opposite of our three families." After all, if it wasn't for the Muhe family, the three of them wouldn't be said to be of bad character.

Elder Mu He's face was ugly, this kid opened his mouth so viciously, and put Mu He's family in danger with a single sentence, but his mind was cunning.

If it wasn't because of his good strength and high-level combat skills, he wouldn't bother to talk to him. He invited him with good intentions. Since the other party doesn't appreciate it, don't blame him.

"Young Master, you are joking. Since you do not agree, we will not force you."

After he finished speaking, he directly moved out of the way, Shuo Ye's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he dragged a few people away.

When passing by Qian Yuyin's side, no one noticed, Qian Yuyin lowered her head, covering her dark eyes, she flicked her fingertips under her sleeve, and a small black spot landed on Leng Wuyou body.

The black dot penetrated into the clothes, into the skin, into the flesh, and then sank into Leng Wuyou's veins, wriggling slowly, but it was just about to go to Leng Wuyou's divine sea, but a white light shot out from the dantian, Shooting directly on the black dot, the next second the black dot froze and was directly dissolved into a cloud of air.

Qian Yuyin suddenly felt a pain in her chest, she let out a muffled snort, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness gushed into her throat, but she was firmly suppressed by her, her body trembled a little, and she almost couldn't stand still.

She bowed her head so no one could see her eyes wide with fear.

Her child voodoo is dead, because she has a mother voodoo in her body, so she can feel its fear, that kind of fear, maybe it can be said to be a kind of terror.

She never wanted to feel it again in her life.

This boy is terrible.

Leng Wuyou's footsteps paused, she felt as if something fell on her just now.

But before she could think about it, she was dragged by Shuo Ye into a trot.

Among the crowd, a middle-aged man thoughtfully looked at Shuo Ye's back. That back seemed familiar. Wait, that seemed to be their young master who had been missing for two months.

Shuo Ye felt that it was almost safe until he was completely away from the trading building, so he stopped, let go of the hands holding Leng Wuyou and Qian Yuling, bent over and supported his legs, panting.

"What are you running for?" There was no dog chasing after them, really, it made them look like thieves.

"Huh, I see, my brother's men." He panted with joy on his face, "Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise..."

"Master, are you tired? Do you need some water?" A water bottle was handed to Shuo Ye.

"I just happened to be thirsty, thank you." Shuo Ye took the kettle, and just as he unscrewed the lid, his movements froze.

(End of this chapter)