This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

When Night Xuan shouted, Arthur shouted, "I... I don't know my father's strength! ”

Fan Lou is a strange person, as long as he doesn't say, if you ask too many questions, maybe he will kill you if he is unhappy.

So his fear of Fan Lou came from the depths of his soul.

It's almost like marketing brainwashing, and Arthur has been brainwashed into a slave who only behaves well.

Even though he occasionally gave birth to other ideas, he was still unconsciously afraid to resist, so when it came to Fanlou, Arthur could not help but be afraid.

“How many low-order practitioners like you are?” Night Xuan asked again.

Low level practitioner?

Arthur is a bit obnoxious, like him, appearing in the outside world, it's all admirable existence, but by the time we get here in the evening, how come it's low order?

And obviously, when Night Xuan says low-level, it's not a pity that nature is casual.

Though he thought so, Arthur replied quickly: "Well... with my words, there were more than 30 people, but a lot of people have practiced problems in recent years, so many have died. ”

The young man also felt dangerous, especially when he felt that he was weaker than himself, but when he caught him, he suddenly seemed to have gotten stronger.

And when Night Xuan spoke, the kind of contempt revealed by nature, he felt he was a humble ant, a word, weak!

Can't even get into this teenager's eyes.

“More than thirty people…” Night Xuan grabbed his chin with one hand, revealing a contemplative color on the bottom of his eyes.

“Does that Fan Lou often take away other people's bodies! ”

Arthur and Fu Siyu were both alone. How did Night Xuan know that? They just didn't seem to have said anything about it.

Fu Shiyu stepped forward: “Fan Lou has been changing his body in recent years and must be a child. ”

The more Fu Shiyu felt that Night Xuan was really a man who would surprise him. His performance just from beginning to end made him feel that there was a greater chance of killing Fanluo.

Late Night's Evening Join is a very correct choice.

Night Xuan glanced at Fu Shiyu, his eyes were full of bad and unprotected, and he faintly continued: “How long has he been changing his body? ”

If he figured it out, he probably knew what Fanlou was capable of.

“About a week!” Fu Shiyu flashed his lips.

Though he felt he was a despicable and shameless man of great evil, compared to what Fanlou had done, he was only a little witch to see the great witch.

“Oh?” Night Xuan raised his brows astonishingly, "About a week? ”

Fu Shiyu nodded: "Hmm. ”

“Then we don't have to do it!” Night Xuan suddenly shrugged his shoulder.

Fu Shiyu was somewhat confused: “How can you say that? ”

Night Xuan glanced at Arthur at his feet with no expression: “The Fanluo cultivated these low-ranking monks and taught them the forbidden technique of retribution, I guess he just used them as a piggy bank! ”

Fu Shiyu frowned, didn't understand!

However, he did not interrupt the evening and let him continue.

Night Xuan lit a bit of Arthur with his chin and continued: “And this guy just said that there used to be a lot of low-ranking monks like him, but in recent years there has been fewer and fewer, I guess they are not practicing problems, but..."

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