Chapter 1943 Yang Haoran joins again
Guo Xinxin smiled.
"Mr. Yang, why bother?
Since Duobaolou wants to mediate the matter between the Seven Kills Sect and He Guangling, you are the one to do it.
Although Gui Longhai is powerful, he still gives Duobaolou some face.
Mr. Yang has no need to hide at all."
The muscles on Yang Haoran's face twitched. It can only be said that Guo Xinxin took it for granted.
What Yang Haoran destroyed was Gui Longhai's thousand years of hard work. It would be strange for Gui Longhai to let him go.
As for He Guangling, they are not of the same nature at all.
"Thank you very much, Shopkeeper Guo, but this matter is a bit difficult to handle.
Even the matter involving Head He was not so easy to mediate.
But fortunately, Shopkeeper Lin left a clever idea before leaving and asked Shopkeeper Guo for help."
After a short time, Yang Haoran clasped his fists at Guo Xinxin and left.
In Guo Xinxin's hands, there is a puppet filled with Yang Haoran's true energy.
Not long after Yang Haoran left, Guo Xinxin threw the puppet in his hand.
The puppet quickly grew in size and swelled, and turned into exactly the same shape as Yang Haoran.
Not only the appearance is the same, but also the breath and cultivation are exactly the same.
Even Guo Xinxin, without knowing it, would never have imagined that Yang Haoran was actually a fake!
Guo Xinxin couldn't help but sigh.
This magic weapon is so ingenious that I don’t know what kind of expert can refine it.
In this spiritual continent, I’m afraid I can’t find such an expert.
He is indeed a person from that legendary continent.
It's a pity that I may never have the opportunity to visit that place in my lifetime!
While shaking his head, Guo Xinxin looked at the fake Yang Haoran with a smile.
He cupped his fists and said, "Mr. Yang, please!"
Yang Haoran continued to wander outside Yongzhou City.
Based on various information obtained in Yongzhou City, Yang Haoran basically locked an area.
It should be the place where Zihu and others often commit crimes.
"Senior Azi, have you sensed the auras of several people?"
"What's so difficult about this? They're just a few little pieces of trash in the Nascent Soul stage.
Ten miles to the southwest, go."
Yang Haoran followed Ah Zi's instructions and rushed there quickly.
It was a dense grove, already the junction of Yongzhou City and Wuyou Mountains.
Yang Haoran walked in swaggeringly, as if there was no one around.
Suddenly a cry of surprise was heard.
"Brother Yang! How are you still alive?"
Then there was a grinding sound.
The man with the mustache and others jumped out of the bushes one after another.
All of them were dressed in black, but they didn't wear masks.
He looked at Yang Haoran as if he had seen a ghost, and quickly gathered around him.
Yang Haoran frowned.
"How much do you expect me to die?"
The man with a mustache suddenly woke up, slapped his head, and laughed.
"What did Brother Yang say? I was surprised!
How could I expect you to die?
But I clearly remember that last time you blew yourself up to save us.
What's going on?"
Wu Erniang and the scholar also nodded repeatedly, looking curious.
"That's right, aren't we all dazzled?"
The silly big guy came in front of Yang Haoran, stretched out his hand and slapped Yang Haoran on the shoulder.
He said angrily: "I think God didn't want Brother Yang to die, so he sent him back. Haha!"
Yang Haoran grinned: "That's not true, it's just that you misunderstood.
It was not me who blew himself up last time, but a magic weapon given to me by the elders in my family.
It's the same as Li Daitao's zombie, but I was teleported out by the teleportation talisman when the magic weapon exploded.
That’s why we survived.”
Zi Hu and others all looked surprised and marveled.
But everyone looked at Yang Haoran with strange expressions.
"Brother Yang, you have so many treasures.
I'm afraid there aren't many people in the entire spiritual world who can produce such treasures.
Your identity is not simple!"
Yang Haoran chuckled: "Haven't you asked about my background?"
The man with the mustache and the others looked at each other, and their eyes widened.
"That genius practitioner Yang Haoran who joined several major forces at the same time, could it be you?"
Yang Haoran smiled: "That Yang Haoran is me, but don't say he is a genius.
Even if I compare with you, I’m still far behind.”
The man with the mustache suddenly sighed and sighed, and looked at Yang Haoran with a very different look.
"Brother Yang, what are you doing here this time? Do you want to enter the Wuyou Mountains?
With your status, you should have no shortage of spiritual stones and resources, right?"
Several people all nodded and looked at Yang Haoran curiously.
Yang Haoran scratched the back of his head.
"There is no shortage of resources, but you all know that.
If a practitioner wants to improve his strength, it will not work just by working behind closed doors.
You have to go through experience.
I entered the Wuyou Mountains just to gain experience and hone my own strength.
What does this mean?
Why does this outfit look like someone from a highway robbery?"
Several people were very embarrassed by what Yang Haoran said.
The man with a mustache gave a wry smile.
"Brother Yang doesn't know something, so we have no choice but to do so!
After the last encounter with an inexplicable strong man, I saved my life thanks to you.
But that old bastard took everything from us!
You also know that entering the Wuyou Mountains is extremely dangerous. How can you dare to go deep without preparation?
So we started to think a little bit and wanted to raise some resources as soon as possible.
It’s just that we don’t dare to be too ruthless. Every time we attack, we always pick people with no background.
And in order to prevent those powerful people from targeting them, we always keep a thin line in everything.
So I haven’t accumulated much yet!”
Yang Haoran smiled to himself, his feelings were still the culprit.
Forget it, helping others is helping yourself, so Yang Haoran decided to show kindness.
"Brothers, why are you doing this?
Although I don’t have many resources or anything like that.
However, there are still some reserves of various elixirs, magic weapons and the like.
I am willing to share it with you, and I just want to go into the Wuyou Mountains with you to experience it.
What do you think of this? It saves you from having to worry about making a living here."
Several people suddenly became excited.
"That's great, but Brother Yang will suffer a lot!"
"Yes, this is the first time in my life that I have met a good man like Brother Yang!"
"That's good. Once we have harvested something, we can give Brother Yang a few more shares. Doesn't everyone have any objections?"
The seven people were extremely grateful to Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran felt numb and had goosebumps all over his body.
After a burst of laughter, the group of people walked towards the depths of the Wuyou Mountains.
And at the same time that a group of people entered the Wuyou Mountains.
On another route in the Wuyou Mountains, Guilonghai is fighting out fiercely.
The last place where Long Xutian's aura disappeared was in Xuansha Sect, which was Gui Longhai's target this time.
This chapter has been completed!
