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Chapter 417 : Scorch her head

The young man was stunned, but he looked at Ting Qingyu with a sneer, a mocking smile on his lips.

"Why are you mortals looking for him? But that's right, mortals looking for him will only ask for something, and if they want to benefit from it, why not harm it?" The young man said coldly, playing with the leaf in his hand, and asked Xiao Wen and others

He didn't care about people's vigilance or the murderous intent shown by the guards behind him.

Naturally, with the ability he had just shown, there was no need to fear Xiao Wen and the others.

Ting Qingyu, Xiao Wen and others looked at each other. What this young man said was so profound.

It means that when people come to that Taoist priest, they must have something to ask for and it is worth using, so why can’t they use it? [

Is that what you mean?

"Princess, be careful, this person is not simple, he might be someone from a certain religion who wants to murder the princess." Xiao Wen's voice was low, but before he finished speaking, he heard the young man laughing.

"Haha, it's really ridiculous! I didn't expect that I, a shunned person, would be regarded as that kind of hypocritical Taoist priest!"

boom!

There was just a thunderclap that struck Ting Qingyu's head, causing her head to burn off. It took a long time for her to come back to her senses!

Xiao Wen, Che Yue, Chuo Luo and others all had "thunder" expressions on their faces, gaping at the young man in front of him with a cold smile.

What?

What this young man just said, does he mean that he is the Hu Rentian?

Oh my gosh!

Ting Qingyu rubbed his eyes vigorously, thinking that he was dazzled, but the beautiful young man in front of him was still standing in front of him, with such a noble temperament, and his expression was so cold and proud. This temperament and expression were really inconsistent.

The image of a Taoist priest is similar.

However, this young man is only eighteen or nineteen years old, how come he is said to be a Taoist priest or a demon?

And, why is his hair silver? Is it a disease? Or does he have an ageless appearance?

The young man seemed to be amused by Ting Qingyu's surprised expression. He had not met or contacted outsiders for many years, but now he felt that it was not a bad thing. On the contrary, it was like picking up a pistachio.

"Haha, you are asking me for help, but you all look so disrespectful. Do you think I will help you again?" The young man laughed again. Although he was laughing, his tone and expression were still the same.

cold.


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