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Chapter 292 He actually looked at the slave family

After coming out, he saw that the ghost king Jiang Zhe was still staying in his territory. Su Yan found a quieter place as a temporary shelter, a courtyard. I don’t know who it was back then. It was pretty good to start with the layout. The owner of this place should be a person who was very happy during his lifetime.

Of course, Su Yan did not come out to travel. At least the yin energy in this place was not so wet. He drove away the soul soldiers guarding here. Su Yan cleaned it casually and quickly restored his original appearance. In addition, he was a ghost man, a half-yin and half-yang person, but the yang energy was not so out of the way and there were no flaws.

[The anchor is amazing. He goes deep into the tiger's den and plays so well. I can only say 666.]

Su Yan raised his eyebrows and felt comfortable. At least the two pieces of his chest were not that heavy. This person named Wu Niang didn't look very old, but he really developed.

"That's right. When I was playing in the alley, an old man once calculated a divination for me, saying that if one day I would die and live, I would completely walk onto the flat road in my life."

[That old man won't tell you that the bones are surprised, he is a martial arts genius who has nowhere to be the most accustomed to the world.]

【Yes, yes, then you are electrocuted.】

Su Yan curled his lips, looked around, and casually cleaned the dust and some weeds on it, then took out a piece of paper from the treasure bag and spread it on a broken stone table. At least it was a bit flat. After pondering, he began to paint on it. Everyone was curious until it was formed like a bird, and then painted with green pigment.

Su Yan planned to give the old ghost to Jiang Zhe in his dream scene of finding the old spring breasts, and then hand it over to his subordinates to help him find it. At least some similarities can be reported to him.

Su Yan figured it out. Since he was foolishly joining here, he was just using their power. If he relied on himself, even if he searched smoothly, he would not know when he could find every corner. Outside, there were so many planes that were densely packed.

He felt that the old ghost in the mirror should be about to wake up next time. Then, without saying a word, he would destroy himself with both body and spirit, and he would have no place to cry.

After the painting was finished, Su Yan felt that there were 80% similarities and was very satisfied.

[Anchor, is this the bird that keeps pecking you? Why do I look like a duck?]

"Get out of here, this is the best time for me to draw. Moreover, I use a brush. If there is a charcoal pen, I believe it or not and I will give you a close-up of the sketch."

Everyone laughed, the anchor said nothing, but when it comes to painting, some elementary school students are better than the anchor. Forget it, just don’t hit him anymore, just be happy.

boom!

Su Yan was admiring it, suddenly the whole ground trembled, and dust fell from the room. Su Yan hurriedly ran out, only to find that many soul generals and soul soldiers began to gather nervously, a huge pressure emanated, and even the ghost king Jiang Zhe was also dispatched.

It’s really the Mad Lions team came to save Zhou Hong.

Su Yan put away the scroll, and No. 1 at the door was still waiting. The order he received was to protect Su Yan.

"What's wrong?" Su Yan asked nervously, don't be a person from Taicangyuan. The strength of this Ghost King is infinitely close to the Dao Palace Realm. No matter how strong their captain is, it is probably a gift.

Soul General No. 1 nodded: Gugu~

Forget it, I didn't ask.

Su Yan hurried forward because everyone ran east, which was the coast where he came from.

After entering, all the soul soldiers were allowed to Su Yan and the No. 1 soul general. The ghost king Jiang Zhe stood in the air and looked at the densely packed other soul soldiers on the shore, at least tens of thousands.

Su Yan then breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was a civil war between two tribes. As long as it was not from Taicangyuan, you said that if you were arrested, would you save yourself or not?

In the duel between the two armies, more than 20,000 people participated in the war on both sides, and one by one was full of murderous intent. This was the first time Su Yan encountered such a battle. He had seen it on TV series before, but they were all computer p-s, with 50 cents special effects, which were ridiculously fake, but now, it is real.

Most of the ghost king Jiang Zhe's soul soldiers were almost without any thoughts, and there were only a dozen soul generals at the level of ghost officials. The opposite side was a ghost king with the same cultivation as Jiang Zhe. However, what's interesting is that he was wearing black ragged armor, and he didn't know which tomb he dug out, and there were two heads on his shoulders, one big and one small.

"No...two ghosts!" Jiang Zhe spoke.

"This island belongs to me!" The ghost king named Wushuang Ghost pointed to the archipelago behind Jiang Zhe and the dense souls, and finally looked at a beauty like Su Yan.

"She is mine too." Wushuang ghost said with his second head.

"Damn it, you fuck me." Su Yan was immediately angry. What a thing, Jiang Zhe saw that he was just recruiting her, what does your eyes mean by green light?

Su Yan suddenly became angry and felt an unprecedented insult. He put his hands on his hips and thrust his chest, and suddenly the waves surged. Su Yan lowered his head and looked at the two gaps in his chest. He suddenly had blood in his nose, and he couldn't help himself.

[Damn it, anchor, you are real or fake. You can even see your nose bleeding when you see it.]

[Haha, I can tell that the anchor is really a innocent little man. I didn’t think he had that much before.]

[I'm convinced and I can't do anything at this moment. I can only give you a reward. Anchor, you're awesome!]

…………

Su Yan didn't expect that he had reacted so much, and quickly stopped the bleeding from his nose and his face turned red. The last time he bleeded his nose was in the cave, healing Situ Haiqing's chest. Fortunately, both sides looked like tens of thousands of people, but nearly ninety percent were lumps of elm, like a puppet.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm wrong with my eyes." Su Yan stuffed his nose, closed his eyes, and carefully pulled his chest up and smiled with a smile on his face. However, at this time, I don't know how many people in the live broadcast room laughed.

Jiang Zhe looked at Wushuang Gui pointing at Wu Niang, and a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes. She had finally encountered her. The disciples of the Taoist temple sent to him by God, and any tribe with disciples of the Taoist temple did not rise. This is his chance to Ghost Island.

This Wushuang Ghost is the overlord of another sea area around him. The two of them had had several frictions before, because the Ghost King devoured the Ghost King, and he could also increase his supreme cultivation. Even all the soul soldiers and soul generals he controlled would re-recognize his master.

Both of them reached the peak of the Spirit Realm. If they wanted to break through the Taoist Palace, they had to do their best to destroy the other party's devouring, but unexpectedly, he would choose to take action today.

"I have never seen such an arrogant person when I grew up. Jiang Zhe, I got him for me. He actually wanted to have a slave, and his motive was not pure..." Su Yan slapped him twice in the mouth.
Chapter completed!
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