The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss

  Chapter 623

  Old friend?

  This is simply nonsense.

  Will there be any old friends here?

   Gong Zeyu just wanted to speak.

  Seeing this scene with fear.

  All the jade objects are thrown out.

  Countless souls are like beasts that engulf the world.

  Those just now were just appetizers—

  The souls in his hands are the most important existence.

   All the grievances he gathered, the best of all malice.

Among them, there are several born bad species, who only want to do evil, but because the modern moral and legal bottom line does not allow it, so they forcibly endured their anti-social personality. He made these people into evil spirits, to a certain extent Help them out.

  He has used those souls to consume a wave of Ye Changan, and these are his ultimate moves, as long as these things are used, then Ye Changan will definitely—

  He thought so in his heart.

  I feel that the revenge of my broken arm will finally be avenged.

  Just now Ye Changan seemed to be struggling to face those remnants...

  But in the next moment, his pupils widened, and countless wind and waves passed by the side of his face.

  His proud ghasts were gone.

  On the ground are jadeite and jade objects scattered randomly like colored glass. The flexible transparency and rigidity are slowly dissipating, like broken stones on the ground.

  The brain reacted, but the body couldn't. The red pupils had already appeared in front of his eyes, and Tao Mujia was on his neck.

  Ye Changan raised his eyelids.

   smiled lightly.

   Still with a gentle, polite and soft smile.

  But against the backdrop of those scarlet eyes, there is a strange penetration.

   "Sorry, my junior sister is probably urging me to go over."

  He tilted his head slightly.

   "Now is a harmonious society, my junior sister does not allow me to kill, so can I trouble you to cooperate?"

  The wind and waves brought by the peach wood sword without a front pierced the neck and cheeks, and the blood flowed down little by little.

  Gong Zeyu's eyes widened, and before he had time to ask him why he would so lightly kill the murderous intention he had prepared for so long.

  You must know that many Feng Shui metaphysicists have lost these evil spirits.

  Ye Changan obviously looked troublesome just now.

   How now.

  But the next second, he howled in pain.

  Hand tendons and hamstrings have all been cut off.

  Ye Changan grabbed the other party's collar casually, and led Gong Zeyu to jump towards the destination.

  The whole person exudes a kind of ease.

   Even as if he couldn't feel his malice, he lowered his head and said to him with a smile.

   "Then please bear with me, after all, the wanted criminals will still be handed over to the police, and there will be bonuses for them at that time."

  He carried him in one hand and the sword in the other.

   "With the bonus, I can order another roof repair project. Oh, speaking of which, the water pipes of Sanqing Taoist Temple have broken down again recently..."

  Ye Changan's soft tone was somewhat annoyed.

   The ramblings are all parents' gossip.

  Emotional ups and downs are so slight that you can't notice them at all.

  In the severe pain, Gong Zeyu opened his eyes wide, and finally realized that he had misidentified something.

  Judging a person's emotions usually comes from smiling expressions and various actions, but in fact, the eyes that best reflect a person's mood are the eyes.

  Ye Changan looked easy to bully, but it was only when his eyes were closed, and when he opened them, a sense of disobedience came over his face.

  No matter when, there is no emotion in his eyes.

  It doesn't matter whether you make an angry face or a happy face, it's the same.

   "Monster...monster!"

  Gong Zeyu finally trembled and struggled in fear.

  Ye Changan bowed his head, there was no emotion in his scarlet eyes.

  The corners of his lips twitched.

   "Monster? I didn't say I wasn't."

  (end of this chapter)