My Wealth is like a Deep Sea

Lin Hao remained motionless and continued to the next page.

On this page was Ling Zijun. There wasn't much information about her on the page, but the beautiful, elegant, and compelling portrait was enough to make one forget everything.

Yan Rou's attention rarely changed. She shivered slightly, cringed, and said, "Strange, why do you suddenly feel a little cold?"

Sister, do you feel cold? Coincidentally, I thought I was the only one who felt this way Hou Yong also said.

Even Shen Wei couldn't help but complain, "The wind is a bit evil. It feels very cold."

Words trailed off, and there was silence.

Suddenly, there was no sound in the night. It was quiet.

Looking around, she realized that she had stopped talking. Yan Rou said in a low voice, "How strange. How can you be quiet?"

I didn't want to get an answer.

"I'm scared," Lin said.

"Scared?" Yan Rou was stunned, "What are you afraid of?"

As soon as the words died down, Shen Wei sneered, "Playing tricks and sensationalism.

Fear, what are you afraid of?

Hundreds of monks, and strong men during their workouts, what is there to fear?"

He sneered, showing great contempt.

Lin Hao did not argue.

Together with the caravan guards, there were indeed hundreds of monks here.

The leader of the guards was a famous joint monk.

When Shen Wei saw that he was silent, he mocked him to no end.

Unaccustomed to his appearance, Yan Rou said unhappily, "Brother, can you talk less?

Brother Lin is far stronger than we are. Of course, he has a reason to say that."

Although she didn't understand, she still believed it in her heart.

Hou Yong also said, "Don't say I don't feel anything. I'm really scared. It's like I'm staring at something, and I'm cold all over."

"That's because you're as timid as a mouse." Shen Wei sneered and said, "Lin Hao, don't think you're so powerful that I'll be afraid of you.

You know all the newcomers on Qing Luan's list. If you were Lin Zixiang, Sister Yan Rou would definitely believe it. Shen Wei will never believe it."

Some people are like that; they must use ignorance as wisdom.

Lin Hao looked indifferent and said, "It doesn't matter. It's your business whether you believe it or not.

If you can't believe what I say, I hope you can laugh later.

"Of course I'll laugh ......"

I couldn't laugh.

Shen Wei subconsciously wanted to laugh at him. He was only halfway there. Suddenly, the pungent smell of blood drifted over with the night breeze. For an instant, he stiffened.

What a bloody smell!

What a ferocious soul!

Two breaths of air were mixed together, and he suddenly felt bad all over.

Yan Mou and Hou Yong realized that it was bad and were ready to fight at any time.

At that moment, a cold voice came from not far away.

"My lord, the entire caravan and guards have been slaughtered, leaving 43 scattered monks. Please show them to me."

"Kill them all!"

The conversation was simple, but with a deep chill that penetrated to the marrow.

The voice just fell, "dong dong dong dong", in the dark of the night, as if someone kept falling to the ground.

Quiet!

Realizing what was happening, one by one at the campfire, someone stood up and said angrily, "Who are you? Why are you killing people here?"

The answer was a sudden attack of knife light in the darkness.

The light of the knife suddenly appeared behind the speaker and with lightning speed cut off the head of the good man and took the baby away.

There was no sound, no one.

After that, another head rose to.

"I'm strong. I'm Lin Zizhao, but that doesn't seem to have anything to do with whether or not I want to kill these temple killers?

It's you. If you have time to get me excited here, you might want to consider how to get rid of it. After all, I have nothing to do with your life or death. I can't do that for you."

Lin Hao ignored Shen Wei's arrival and sat quietly, not even intending to stand up.

Shen Wei was filled with resentment, "Okay, you're cruel, but even if you don't do it for me, do you still care about Yan Rou?"

As soon as she said that, she felt a little nervous.

Does he mind me?

Should be?

Maybe not!

His mind was confused and his heart was filled with all kinds of fun. He didn't want Lin Hao to ignore her, but he also wanted Lin Hao to ignore her and leave quickly.

Lin Hao closed the book, put one hand on the cover, and said calmly, "You don't have to worry about her.

The Emperor still has the face to show for it. Don't worry, she and Hou Yong both have people to protect them, but it is you. Don't waste time, just run!

"You ......"

Shen Wei almost exploded.

Not to mention whether Lin Hao had the strength or not, he simply couldn't stand this attitude.

In other words, it was now out of the range of the Purple Cloud School, which meant that if the enemy was watching, it could turn the tables at any time. Otherwise, according to his temper, he wouldn't be able to help directly.

Seeing this scene, Yan Rou was so moved that she couldn't speak.

Lin Hao thought about it, but he didn't convince him after all. He just sighed, "Shen Wei, you can leave quickly. It may be too late.

You don't have to worry about us. After all, this isn't the first time you've left us and run away. We won't hate you, and we won't be disappointed."

Or kind hearted.

It wasn't malicious at all. It was just a statement of fact, but Shen Wei was still angry.

"Yan Rou, what do you mean? I've already explained this to you many times. Why are you still worried?"

"It was like that. If I didn't leave, I'd have to go in there for no reason at all. Would you have been happy if I had buried you and you with me?"

"I've told you many times that I left to bring the news back to the sect. I left because I could avenge you in the future. Why do you still misunderstand me so much today?"

"......"

Apparently, it's cowardice. Obviously, it's giving up betrayal. But it can be described as so fresh and sophisticated. It was also a skill.

Lin Hao shook his head slightly and didn't comment, but Hou Yong couldn't help but laugh.

Yan Rou felt ashamed for him and blushed. She couldn't bear to say, "What do you think? It's your business, not mine.

Anyway, I have no expectations of you. If you want to go, go quickly. If you don't, I won't thank you.

To be clear is to draw the line.

Shen Wei clenched his fists and stared. Right now, he wanted to be brave for once. Once a man came back and told her that her idea was wrong. He was not a man who was afraid of death.

But finally, he took a deep breath, took out a touching symbol, and said calmly, "In this case, I wish you good luck."

Say it, crush it.

Unfortunately, he said it too much. It's a little late to leave now.

It turned out that the eight-star killer sitting on top of the carriage suddenly appeared behind him like a ghost.

At the same time, he watched as the shift symbol was crushed and his arm was taken away.

It was a mixture of joy, amazement, shock, and despair.

Then he felt the pain of blood flow, his face contorted and howled.

Yan Rou's face was pale, and she unconsciously took a step back.

Hou Yong was cold all over, but didn't dare to move.

It was horrible!

Although Shen Wei has a moving symbol, he cannot escape. This was a powerful opponent he had never encountered before. At this moment, they could clearly feel the dark clouds enveloping them, and death was approaching.

Little Blood, however, cried out at this moment, full of the spirit of war.

The Eight Star Killer turned around, his golden mask looking as cold as his pupils.

His eyes stared directly at Lin Hao. He said, "I can sense that you are not afraid, but to be honest, I don't know where you come from."

He said he reached out to touch the back of Shen Wei's neck.

As if in a technique of fixing the body, his hand is very smoothly grasped, and with a smile he says, "Can you tell me why that is?"

Lin Hao did not speak.

Instead, Shen Wei's dead soul burst out, trembling, and asked, "Spare me. I don't want to die. I really don't want to die.

I can give you spirit stones, many, many spirit stones. I am the grandson of the elder of the Violet Cloud Sect. The Violet Cloud Sect elder has always been my grandfather. As long as you let me go, no matter what the conditions are, I can promise you ......"

From the day the rehearsal was born, the words flowed very smoothly and without hesitation.

Although scorned, this time Yan Mou and Hou Yong did not have the heart to laugh.

The eight-star killer.

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