The strongest god-level bear child system

Chapter 483 Can I Reject

"Forget it, it doesn't matter so much, as long as it doesn't harm Miss Qingyou's body, that's fine."

Ye Xiaofan supported Ling Qingyou's body with both hands, and with a thought, the figure disappeared in place.

"Buzz!"

After Ye Xiaofan flew 1000 meters, his head suddenly shook, and then a huge coercion enveloped his body.

"Little beast, where do you want to go?"

"Killed so many people in my Houtu Xingzong, do you want to leave?"

A few wisps of khaki true energy condensed into a white robed figure. Si Haomiao had already fixed his eyes on Ye Xiaofan, how could he let Ye Xiaofan escape so easily.

"who are you?"

Ye Xiaofan's face was solemn, the old bald donkey in front of him was more than ten times stronger than Sha Chengwang before.

"Who am I? I am the great elder of the inner sect of the Houtu Xingzong. I am in charge of most of the affairs of the inner sect. I am in charge of the life and death of thousands of disciples. Who do you think I am?"

"Don't try to use your thunder and the sword behind you to escape."

"The old man knows everything about your hole cards."

Si Haomiao's face was contemptuous, his eyes were full of conceit, he stared at Ye Xiaofan, and said slowly.

Although Ye Xiaofan was able to kill Sha Chengwang, a character like Sha Chengwang couldn't survive three moves in Si Haomiao's hands, and dealing with Ye Xiaofan was just a matter of waving his hands.

"The matter is serious, this old bald donkey actually knows my exercises."

"However, it's a bit too much to understand everything. I still have spiritual sense to attack, and it's useless."

"Let's see what he wants to do first. If there is any danger to my life, don't worry about my death."

Ye Xiaofan's little face was full of seriousness, he didn't feel murderous aura from Si Haomiao, so he could conclude that the old bald donkey in front of him didn't come to kill him.

Since he didn't come to kill him, Ye Xiaofan could of course accompany him to the end if he wanted to make a living.

"Hey, old bald donkey, you are the Great Elder of the Houtu Xingzong, and the young master has killed so many people in your sect, what do you want me to do, is it just a matter of routine?"

Ye Xiaofan changed his seriousness before, and there was a faint smile on his little face.

"As long as you show the memory in your soul to the old man for a while, the old man will let the two of you go."

Si Haomiao raised his hand and stroked his beard under his chin, and looked at Ye Xiaofan with a half-smile, like a big wolf staring at the little white sheep.

Ye Xiaofan's scalp was a little numb when Si Haomiao looked at him, and he knew what Si Haomiao wanted to do.

Isn't it because of his strength and talent, and want to get something useful to him from him.

Ye Xiaofan doesn't think that if he shows the memory fragments to the other party, the other party will let him go.

"Have you made up your mind?"

"You can refuse, and the consequence of your rejection is that the tens of thousands of ants in the distance, and the beauty in your hand, will all...Jie Jie because of your decision..."

Si Haomiao stared at Ye Xiaofan, his voice gradually turned cold, and then he laughed sinisterly from behind.

The scalp-numbing, cold-sweaty laughter echoed for several miles around, and lasted for a long time.

Ye Xiaofan thumped in his heart, this is not giving him a choice, it is simply forcing the child, can he refuse, taking tens of thousands of lives and Ling Qingyou's life as conditions.

Although those tens of thousands of warriors were not bad in the Eastern Region, in Si Haomiao's eyes, they were ants that could be crushed to death with just one hand.

Ye Xiaofan believed in his heart that as long as Si Haomiao casually throws out a few exercises, those tens of thousands of people will turn into ashes in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)