A beautiful mountain with evergreen green trees.

Ling Xiaopeng stood on the top of the mountain, carrying his hands on his back and rolling his clothes, giving people a sense of elegance that he wanted to ride the wind. He was simply a god among immortals.

"Young Master, this is the case." The men said respectfully. "We witnessed with our own eyes that Binhai City was full of popularity and there was no trace of death. Last night, Binhai City must have been safe and safe, and no one died."

"It's outrageous!!!" Ling Xiaopeng was furious. "How is this possible? This young master can easily kill a city if he releases that ghost. Could it be that ghost was also killed?"

"Young master, it seems that the master who built Wolong Villa has returned to Binhai City." A subordinate said with lingering fear. "Young master, let's go and meet with the senior brothers as soon as possible. No matter how powerful that guy is, the senior brothers can definitely crush him and kill him."

"Okay." Ling Xiaopeng nodded. "This place will be found sooner or later, and those people in Binhai City will definitely die. All the women in Wolong Villa will also be my maids and slaves. No one can disobey my master's will. Whoever dares to disobey me will eventually die, and the souls are scattered and the nine tribes are implicated. Let's go."

Just then!

"Let's go? Do you think you can still leave?"

Behind Ling Xiaopeng, Huang Xiaolong's laughter suddenly came.

Huang Xiaolong's divine thought had long been here, but Ling Xiaopeng had never noticed it.

"Who? Who is it?" Ling Xiaopeng was shocked, turned around and glanced at him, "Who is it? Don't be sneaky, show up!"

"You ask who I am? Hehe I'm the one who came to kill you!" Huang Xiaolong chuckled, and the air was rippling with waves of ripples not far from Ling Xiaopeng.

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Chapter completed!