Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

The next moment, he was already standing in front of the coquettish boss lady Jin Xiangyu.

Jin Xiangyu had a bitter face: "If you come to me to reminisce, I am certainly very happy. I don't mind climbing my bed in the middle of the night. However, this is not in compliance ..."

Jun Aohan's face with a mask showed no expression.

"You say it, give it or not?"

She covered her face with her hand and quickly flicked a piece of paper on the table.

"Hurry up, don't say you know me in the future!"

A moment later, Jun Aohan appeared in front of Aofeng, holding a portrait in his hand.

"Even if the entire Fengyi City is turned over, this person must be found out for me!"

He said coldly: "Regardless of life and death!"

In his heart, he was actually a little nervous.

He hasn't been threatened with death for a long time.

Especially the threat this time came from the killing craftsmanship!

This mysterious organization spreading across the continent, I don't know how many helpers are hiding dragons and tigers.

What if someone really takes this task this time?

If it was replaced before, he would only smile.

Come on, you have to fight, then fight!

But it is different now.

In his heart, there are already people concerned ...

He wants to eliminate all dangerous possibilities in the bud.

And he was even more afraid. What if the person could not deal with him and turned to deal with Ye Qingli?

"If you can't get alive, you will see me with the dead!"

Just moment Jun Aohan left the killing craftsmanship, in the corner of the hall.

Suddenly a young man who was not astonishing stood up.

He was wearing a black jacket and a long hat, he couldn't see clearly.

He picked up the long sword on the table, and soon his figure disappeared into the hut.

It didn't take long for the bulletin board to have a shining task text suddenly dimmed.

This means that someone has already taken over this task.

This kind of thing has happened countless times every day, and these killers are already commonplace.

However, when someone inadvertently glanced at the bulletin board, he suddenly screamed.

"That task ... someone took it!"

"Look at what you have never seen before, what's the fuss about?"

"That's ... the mission to kill the ghost king!"

Everyone's gaze looked in unison.

Sure enough, that text has changed color.

This means that someone really took over this task!

You know, in the whole Darrow, no one has been able to complete the Seven Flames mission for a long time!

This is something that only a few powerful people can do on this continent!

"Who is doing so badly?"

"Could it be that the legendary seven flame killers?"

"How come they come to Fengyi City!"

Everyone was talking, and no one noticed the unremarkable young man who quietly came out of the crowd.

He quietly left the killing craftsmanship and took off the hat on his head in a place where no one was.

A long white hair fluttered in the wind.

"Will it be the person I've been looking for?"

He said silently in his mouth.

"Don't let me down ..."

At this time, Jun Aohan was standing in Emperor Yun'an's study.

His whole body exuded a cold breath.

Even the surrounding guards all left far away.

Otherwise, they fear that they will be torn to pieces by the murderous spirit of His Highness.