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Chapter 1154 Harvesting the small white cloak (1)

Hearing Ao Jin's words, a smile-like emotion flashed in Yan Zijiao's eyes, and the powerful aura suddenly dissipated, feeling the final peace.

"After landing, take care of yourself. Maybe someone is welcoming us." The cold voice seemed to come from the distant horizon.

Ao Jin's heart shivered, and he said cautiously: "Don't worry, uncle!" He has the ability to protect himself.

Que'er was held in Yan Zijiao's arms. Although Xiao Douding was three years old, he was still a weak child.Get into his clothes, only to see a bunch of fluffy hair.

Ao Jin smiled, gave the waiter a look, and followed closely behind Yan Zijiao.

As soon as the yacht docked, the bedbugs hiding in the crowd moved in this direction at a very fast speed.Yan Zijiao was holding Que'er and walked quickly, and Ao Jin who was following behind was held by his waiter, and he was also extremely fast.

His waiter will only act when Ao Jin's life is dying, and Ao Jin's pride as the descendant of the ancestor god does not allow him to be easily helped.

Therefore, the waiter never made a move, and no one saw him do it.

But neither Yan Zijiao nor Ao Jin doubted his ability, and the waiter that Ao Zhen could photograph was by no means an ordinary character.

The special smell became stronger and stronger, Yan Zijiao's mouth curled into a cruel sneer, wanting his life, let's see if they have the ability.

A strange dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, cutting a person's throat without any warning.Seeing this, Ao Jin's eyes lit up, and a ray of light appeared in his hand, and he was embraced by his attendant, silently harvesting one life after another.

There are only their people and four aliens on the silent port.

The smell of blood came out, but it didn't cause any panic, only to see the white cloaks fell to the ground one by one, and pools of red liquid flowed out.

Excited, it was the first time for the excited Ao Jin to face an enemy, and he didn't show any mercy in his strikes, nor did he have any adverse reactions.

"Boy, you're good at it." Yan Zijiao made a rare joke at his nephew.

Ao Jin, who had already run to the ground, smiled: "That's right! Who told our mother to be the master of the auxiliary department, I can only find another strange path to find my way."

"Do you think you are a cultivator?" Que'er's soft little voice was extraordinarily clear in the night.

Ao Jin nodded seriously: "If you understand it this way, you're right! I'm going to use martial arts to enter Dao!"

Queer: "..."

Can we be serious?
Ao Jin: "I'm serious!"

Que'er said again: "..." Dude, you won!
Yan Zijiao heard the conversation between the two brats, fell silent for a while, and then became more ruthless.

"Arrangement!"

Weird characters popped out of one of the men's mouths, and Que'er miraculously understood it, and babbled: "Brother, they are going to form an formation!"

Yan Zijiao frowned, pulled Ao Jin over, and said in a low voice, "Don't fall for the fight, we have more important things to do."

Ao Jin nodded: "I understand, uncle. You go first with Que'er in your arms, don't worry about me!"

"Follow up!"

Yan Zijiao only left a word, and rushed towards the northwest corner with Que'er in his arms. That place was the weakest, and he had also consciously killed the people on that side before.If you want to break through, you naturally go to the weakest point.

Ao Jin's short legs were not inferior to Yan Zimo's speed at all, and he followed decisively. The white cloaks fell down one after another along the way he walked.

(End of this chapter)