"Not the same. I found that in the carriage, all the powerful warriors were sitting."
"Fengyi City has never had so many warriors."
Before, Jun Aohan never cared about these things.
The warriors who come or not have nothing to do with him.
But now, it's different.
Because Fengyi City is his and Ye Qingli's home.
He didn't want someone to bother them.
Ye Qingli patted his face.
"Maybe you think too much, anyway, we don't know when we go back?"
At dusk, the two finally arrived at the gate of Fengyi City.
Black blast, and Jun Aohan in black robe and black mask.
Suddenly attracted everyone's attention.
A man exclaimed.
"Ghost King!"
"Yes, the ghost king!"
Many people began to whisper.
"Isn't it saying that the ghost king left in order to avoid the waste of the surname Ye? How come back?"
"Haven't you heard that the one with the surname Ye has already broken off! Of course the ghost king is coming back!"
"Hey, who is the person sitting in the ghost king's arms?"
"Why is that woman so ..."
"That waste surnamed Ye?"
"Let me go! This woman is too shameless? Obviously, she was dumped by the ghost king, and she was wrapped in a dead skin!"
The voices of those around.
It kept coming into Jun Aohan's ears.
Instantly turned his face pale.
Ye Qingli is in his heart.
It is equivalent to his goddess.
He will never allow anyone to talk about him!
He slowly raised his hand.
Just prepared to solve all these people.
At this moment, a sarcastic voice suddenly sounded on the side.
"Yo, who should I be. It turned out to be Miss Ye."
A flaming figure stood in the crowd.
Looking at Ye Qingli with disdainful eyes.
"I haven't really seen it. There are such shameless people in this world. Obviously people are going to get rid of you. You are still dead. How could you be such a cheap person?"
It was Wan Yan Yongling who spoke.
She waved her whip in one hand.
The smug sarcasm satirized her.
I haven't seen you for more than half a month.
Ye Qingli suddenly found out.
The gloss on her face seemed brighter than before.
It seems that she has advanced to the second order.
The speed of the cultivation of heavenly power is really very powerful.
No wonder she has this arrogance.
Ye Qingli smiled slightly.
However, I am now much more powerful than her.
I cultivated myself, but the book of gods from the setting sun temple!
She dumped her 18 streets more than ever!
She said coldly, "Wan Yanling, did you just say that sentence?"
"That's what I said. Why, are you dissatisfied?"
She proudly pointed her whip at Ye Qingli.
"You are the biggest waste in the world. Am I saying this wrong?"
"Hum! Waste is waste, natural waste, bitch! Always waste!"
She saw Junao's cold and indifferent eyes.
I couldn't help shaking.
A few steps back.
However, see the dark crowd behind.
She shouted loudly.
"Ye Qingli, if you have the ability, don't hide behind a man! Fight me with a real sword!"
"Let me teach you a good lesson!"
She shouted to the people behind.
"You said, right?"
"Yes!"
Those people have long seen Ye Qingli's discomfort.
Why a waste wood dominates their ghost king?