Mr. Shen, let us go, we don't want to be like this either! "
"Mr. Shen forgave his life."
Seeing the fragments in Qingmu Pai's hand, Yang Zhisan's face was ashen, full of fear, and he begged for mercy.
"Kill it, the white-eyed wolf has nothing to say." Ye Hao ignored the three people at all. In the faint words, there is a creepy feeling.
These three people, Wei Hao and Yan Kuan, were already angry and a little scared after hearing this. The young man in front of him looked only fifteen to six years old, but his methods and nature were chilling. If anyone becomes his enemy, it will be a great sadness.
However, Wei Hao and others were by no means kind-hearted people. They fell with a knife in their hands. In the despair of Yang Zhi's three eyes, it turned out to be them.
"Mr. Shen, don't thank me, this is a sign!"
There were only four people left in the clearing. Wei Hao's eyes flashed for a few breaths, and finally bit his teeth, took out the white jade seam, and handed it to Ye Hao in front of him.
"White" Ye Hao glanced at the jade in Wei Hao's hand, and shook his head calmly: "I don't need this, you keep it for yourself!"
Wei Hao's words, Zhang wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed it back.
The white token is to become the certificate of Luo Yunzong's registered disciple. In their eyes, it is regarded as a treasure, but in front of this young man, it seems to be the same thing.
"That night, I was really unmoved. How could a person so close to His Royal Highness be an ordinary person?" Watching the young man turn around to pack his trophies, a complicated color appeared in Wei Hao's eyes, and he was inexplicable. Sighed.
The strength of this former Ye Hao gave him the illusion that he could only look up. It felt like he had heard of the miracle of the princess a few days ago.
"If you need it, you can follow me to meet that little girl." Before leaving, Ye Hao murmured softly.
Although these three people are now out of danger, with such a hot potato, the next one must be a fierce and ordinary young Junjie. He may not care, but since Wei Hao is the son of Weicheng, some Ye Hao is very Hard to ignore.
For General Wei Lingxiao, who had worked for a lifetime, Ye Hao had also vaguely heard his father mention in the desert before that there seemed to be some friendship between the two.
Therefore, even if there was some discomfort between Yecheng's house that night, Ye Hao didn't want to worry, he was not the kind of person who likes to drill corners.
Wei Hao and the three were not only surprised by what he said, but were also full of ecstasy.
In fact, as early as when Ye Hao showed terrifying power, the three had similar ideas.
Today, the battle of the eight barren mountains is particularly cruel, with symbolic things emerging in endlessly. Many people fight for this kind of thing. Even if Wei Hao is so conceited, he will not have enough confidence to maintain his trust.
In this case, the wisest thing to do is to climb a big tree and be protected. Although there is only Ye Hao at present, among the eight sacred mountains, there are almost no rivals among the young handsome men. For the three of them, this determination is an intimate amulet.
However, thinking of the attitude towards the former that night, the three Wei Hao couldn't help being overjoyed. They have missed an opportunity, and they have not reported that they have too high expectations for this event, fear of rejection and ridicule.
However, the cynical intentions were not revealed from the young people's mouths. People knew them very well, afraid that they could not face it, and took the initiative to bring it up.
"Mr. Shen, I" had an open mind and magnanimous heart, which made Wei Hao red eyes and speechless.
"Okay, let the past pass. A lot of things should happen these days. I need a guide deep in the mountains. Let's go!" Ye Hao laughed softly and turned away lightly, not in the least. Too much entanglement in this matter.
Wei Hao saw the situation and hurried to follow up, his heart was full of guilt and gratitude.
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Soon after Ye Hao and his team left, a circle of ripples spread across the open space near the open space. Immediately, the silhouettes of several old people slowly emerged from the ripples.
"The boy was so cruel and ruthless. He cleanly killed dozens of handsome young men and women with his hands."
Looking at the mess in front of him, it was Elder Moji's fixed strength, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
At this time, in front of them, the ground was covered with corpses, and many young and handsome people were still poisoning them with fear and resentment before they died.