Sacred Devil

Jiang Hao raised his head, glanced at Ouyang Zimo, and said coldly, "stay away from them!"

Jiang Hao's voice was very cold, very cold, but also showed a faint sense of killing.

Ouyang Zimo looks at Jiang Hao, with a faint smile on his face and no emotion in his eyes.

"Jiang Hao, I hope you don't go out of the snow city, or I will let you know what regret is." Ouyang Zimo looks at Jiang Hao, and his tone is still full of senleng.

Ouyang Zimo was angry, very angry.

However, he is very clear that he must suffer the losses in Xuecheng. Let alone the attitude of Nanmen feirong towards Jiang Hao and Ali, the strength of Jiang Hao and Ali is not comparable to him.

"Is it? I really want to know what you will do to us after we get out of the snow city. " With that, the sword in his hand waved directly to the front, and suddenly a sharp sword Spirit fell directly.

However, just when Jiang Hao's sword was about to reach Ouyang Zimo's head, Pan Jiang directly burst out a strong momentum, and then slowly said, "Jiang Hao, stop it, it's still a snow city."

Jiang Hao, hearing Pan Jiang's words, nodded indifferently on his face, then put away the sword of reading emotion, then looked at Ali and said slowly, "Ali, let's go."

Ali follows Jiang Hao and walks towards the snow city.

Ye Ling and Feng Yaoyao look at Jiang Hao who has left. They have no feelings in their eyes. They just look indifferent and don't say anything.

However, Feng Yaoyao's eyes have a trace of not to give up, a trace of thick do not give up.

Jiang Hao's snow-white hair made her feel very distressed in her eyes. But even if she had recovered her previous memory, she could not recognize Jiang Hao because ye Ling had not yet recovered her memory.

Jiang Hao and a Li left without hesitation. Feng Yaoyao gently waved and took the people from Tiangong to leave. However, although the Tiangong people and Jiang Hao left, the monks around did not leave.

They were shocked and shocked by the relationship between Jiang Hao and the two saints in Tiangong.

From Jiang Hao's tone, he knew Ye Ling and Feng Yaoyao, and had a lot of relationship.

In the city Lord's mansion, Jiang Hao, holding a pot of liquor, sat on the attic of the city Lord's mansion, drinking wine quietly.

Ali, however, stood beside Jiang Hao without saying a word and accompanied him.

"Ali, do you already know that this will happen?" Jiang Hao's voice was a little hoarse and asked without looking back.

"I was just guessing, not really." Ali replied.

Although Ali is only a guess, her guess is very accurate.

"Why do they forget the past? They can't forget it!" Jiang Hao stood up, his tone was also excited, and his face was full of deep incomprehension.

Ali looked at Jiang Hao and was silent for a moment. Then he raised his head, looked at Jiang Hao and said in a slow voice, "elder martial brother, have you ever thought that their memory has been sealed up?"

Jiang Hao heard a Li's words, first slightly a Leng, eyes burst out a trace of fine light.

"Their memories are covered with dust?" Jiang Hao murmured in a low voice, and constantly recalled the time when it happened at the gate of the city.

"Elder martial brother, maybe you didn't hear clearly, but I did. When you were for Yao Yao Yao, Yao Yao told you that ling'er is still the holy daughter of the heavenly palace, so they are like this." Ali also explained.

Jiang Hao heard Ali's explanation, but Jiang Hao, who had been somewhat decadent, was also in a flash of spirit.

He is a fan of the game.

"I didn't expect that the people in Tiangong should have forgotten Yao Yao and ling'er. I said how could they forget me!" Jiang Hao also laughed, the snow-white long hair in the wind wantonly flying, showing particularly dazzling.

"They all die!" Jiang Hao's voice is full of strong killing intention, eyes are also full of thick cold color.

"Elder martial brother, this evening, the Lord of feirong has invited many big forces from the wasteland to come to the Lord's house, and we will be there." Ali looked at Jiang Hao and said slowly.

Jiang Hao quietly nodded, he only took a Li, why would he say this thing to him.

They killed the Ouyang family members in Xuecheng and destroyed the Royal Palace of the Qi Dynasty. They offended the Ouyang family and Tiangong forces. Someone will definitely target them at this banquet.

"Will Yao Yao and ling'er also come?" After a pause, Jiang Hao said again.

A Li heard Jiang Hao's question, first slightly a Leng, and then nodded: "should come."

Nanmen feirong is the rightful overlord of Xuecheng. He created Xuecheng by himself, and his strength has reached the state of perfection. Few people in the world can defeat him.

Even if Feng TIANYAO and ye Shengyao were to follow the auction, they would have to follow Ye's order.

Therefore, Nanmen feirong will definitely invite Ye Ling and Feng Yaoyao to the banquet.Jiang Hao was silent for a moment, then nodded, drank the wine in the pot, and murmured, "I'd like to see what they will do against me today."

Jiang Hao has never been a man waiting to die. He is more proud than anyone else.

In his previous life, he was a monk during the period of plunder. Although he was a strong spiritual cultivator in his previous life, his understanding of cultivation is still in his mind. Moreover, his strength in this life is far beyond that of the monks in the same realm. He will not fear these people at all, even if the strong one comes to visit in the transformation period.

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