That expression seemed to be saying: Pretend, how can you pretend?

A look of flesh pain appeared on Han Xing's face, and he opened his mouth and was unable to speak.

As a last resort, he followed Qian Su and left without looking back.

This time, Sun Hao did not speak up to keep him.

He looked at the backs of several people and nodded slightly.

"Your kindness will definitely be rewarded!"

Sun Hao murmured, remembering this in his heart.

Then, his eyes swept to everyone, "Everyone, I have something to leave first."

"Young Master."

At this time, Xue Mei walked up to her.

"Miss Xuemei, what's wrong?"

Looking at Xue Mei's appearance, Sun Hao couldn't help but think of Huang Rumeng, his face full of anxious expression.

"Young Master, I have been disturbing you for a long time. I must be in the Hui tribe first!" Xue Mei said.

"Do you think you have enough strength?" Sun Hao asked.

"Young Master, with your help, I am a fifth-grade Immortal Emperor and will soon break through to the sixth-grade Immortal Emperor! Now, facing the eighth-grade Immortal Emperor, I also have the power to fight."

"This kind of strength is among the best in Meizu," said Xue Mei.

"Since you insist on leaving, I won't try to keep you. I'll give you a gift!"

After saying that, Sun Hao waved his right hand.
Chapter completed!