In front of Wang Li and Yan Yan, the dense tide of beasts surrounding the place where Ling Yu occurred was like a circle of harvest fields.

"Young monks of this generation are all about the same age, but why are they so different?"

Master Huoyao's voice reached his ears again.

"...!" Mu Tinghan turned around and saw Master Huo Yao shaking his head not far away, as if he was disgusted to death.

Mu Tinghan really almost cried.

Can this be compared?

This Wang Li is simply too fierce to be human.

But Master Huo Yao noticed his gaze at this time, turned around and smiled coldly, looking even more unhappy at him.

"Thanks to you for being known as the outstanding talent of the Four Continents, that girl is countless times better than you. Aren't you ashamed?" Her voice reached Mu Tinghan's ears again.

Mu Tinghan really wanted to cry.

He shouted helplessly: "Uncle, I'm ashamed, but is there any way you can force me to commit suicide in shame?"

"That won't work."

Master Huo Yao said coldly: "You are still useful. If you commit suicide out of shame, how can you be used as a hostage?"

"Uncle! Who is your nephew?"

Mu Tinghan completely collapsed and went completely crazy.

Damn, if I didn’t help Wang Li to threaten the use value of the Chicheng Holy Land, I would have died in your eyes, uncle?

Uncle Master, even if I really ruined my sister-in-law's marriage, are you too cold and heartless?

After all, you watched me grow up, right?

(Some book friends said that my updates are still too slow, at least ten updates a day... I think you are really ruthless... I am so old that I am so dizzy that everyone diagnosed me with kidney deficiency due to sitting for a long time... This book

It only took me a long time to publish the book and it already has over a million words. I am so proud of this speed. I feel so fierce... I am going to play football tomorrow. Let’s discuss whether I can update one less chapter tomorrow?
Chapter completed!