Sacred Devil

"What, is he Jiang Hao? How can I feel that he is nothing special? "

"Can a monk in the early days of Yuanying destroy the palace of the Qi Dynasty? What's more, he can kill Zhao Wuji sword master? "

"I think he's bragging, isn't he? He should not be Jiang Hao. After all, Jiang Hao is wanted by the heavenly palace. How could he appear? "

"It's just for the sake of seeing her highness. How could he be Jiang Hao?"

All around the monks are talking in a low voice, while Jiang Hao looks indifferent and looks at the two monks quietly.

"I don't care who you are. Please remember that your highness is not something you can meet." One of the monks in yuanyingqi looks at Jiang Hao with a cool look on his face.

Jiang Hao raised his head and looked at the monk of Yuan infant period and said, "I want to see your holy daughter."

Jiang Hao's voice was very cold, as if it could pierce human bones. The monks around him, looking at Jiang Hao's eyes, also had a slight change.

"Sir, this is Xuecheng. I don't want to fight. Please don't get in the way. Otherwise, I will risk breaking the rules of Xuecheng and let you know how powerful it is." That one yuan infant period Xi Shi looked at Jiang Hao, and said with disdain: "how can you say that you can meet the saint?"

When Jiang Hao heard this, the whole person was furious. He took a deep breath, and then he held the handle of Nianqing sword in one hand, and then said word by word: "do you want to let or not?"

After Jiang Hao said this, the air around him suddenly cooled down, and even a very strong momentum rose to the sky, and Jiang Hao's whole body burst out a evil spirit.

The yuan infantile monk looked at Jiang Hao's appearance, and there was a trace of indifference on his face. He directly drew out the sword around him, then looked at Jiang Hao and said in a slow voice, "Your Highness saint, you can't see it if you say you see her."

Jiang Hao's anger soared to the sky. He saw that the sword in his hand turned into a white light. Suddenly, a stream of blood gushed out, and the monk fell to the ground.

Originally, the monks who were surrounded by the temple also looked at Jiang Hao with shock on their faces, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

They didn't expect that Jiang Hao would kill without hesitation. Even the fallen monk yuanyingqi was puzzled.

He didn't understand. He didn't understand how Jiang Hao did it.

"This is Xuecheng. You dare to break the rules of Xuecheng. Aren't you afraid that the Lord of feirong will kill you?" Another yuan infant monk looked at Jiang Hao and took a deep breath. His eyes were puzzled.

"I said, I want to see your saints!" Jiang Hao looked at the only monk Yuanying, with a strong indifference in his voice.

"Why do you want to see me?" Behind these people, a very indifferent voice sounded, only a gorgeous girl came slowly, elegant and indescribable.

Beside the girl, an old man with silver hair was not far away from her, and in her body, there was an incomparably strong momentum.

"This is the virgin of Ye Ling!"

All of a sudden, many friars around looked at the girl's eyes and revealed a trace of essence.

Jiang Hao looked at the gorgeous girl who came slowly towards him. The original cold and fierce color was also covered by a trace of tenderness.

In six years, they met again!

"Ling'er, I've come to pick you up." Jiang Hao looks at Ye Ling with a faint smile in his voice.

Hearing Jiang Hao's words, Ye Ling frowned, and then asked coldly, "are you Jiang Hao?"

Jiang Hao heard Ye Ling's words. He was slightly stunned. He still had a trace of confusion in his eyes, but he still nodded.

"You first destroyed the palace of Qi Dynasty, a subsidiary force of the heavenly palace, and then killed my Valet at the gate of Xuecheng city. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Ye Ling looks at Jiang Hao with a trace of indifference in his voice.

Hearing Ye Ling's words, Jiang Hao felt like a drop of blood in his heart, and his voice also showed a trace of hoarseness: "ling'er, have you forgotten me? I'm Jiang Hao? Jiang Hao of Lingyun clan

Ye Ling's eyebrows are even more tight, and her face is full of thinking. She faintly feels that lingyunzong is very familiar with her, and even has the idea of having a very close relationship with Jiang Hao, but he can't remember what he thinks.

Since I can't remember, it can't be true.

"Do we know each other? And what is Lingyun sect? Is it strong? " Ye Ling looks at Jiang Hao with a cool face.

Jiang Hao heard Ye Ling's words, and his whole heart seemed to be pulled together and could not be separated.

Do they know each other?

Not only did they know each other, but they went through life and death together.

But ye Ling forgot all these.

"Linger, do you really forget it? Do you really forget all the things before? " Jiang Hao looked at Ye Ling, his eyes full of ferocious color.

Ye Ling's face is indifferent, and there is no emotion in Jiang Hao's eyes.

"Ling'er, do you forget when we met Lu San, the bloody sword gate, after we left Lingyun sect? Do you forget that we experienced life and death in brokenhead mountain? Do you forget what we experienced in the little Buddhist temple? Have you forgotten all this Jiang Hao looks at Ye Ling and his voice gets louder and louder.Ye Ling thought, her face also showed a trace of pain color, she can not think of Jiang Hao said things, but she felt her heart is very painful, incomparable pain.

Ye Ling looks at Jiang Hao's agony. She has a kind of unspeakable taste and a kind of unspeakable heartache.

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