"Wow, wool, wool, wool? Who are you going to kill? What a fuck, we just arrived at this island, and no one knows, who do you want to kill?" The donkey was a little confused.

"A person who can anger Emperor Amaterasu again!" Ye Luo spoke and walked directly outside the alley.

The donkey was stunned for a moment, and then quickly realized that he had stayed on the magic weapon ship in Cihangzhai before. That day and night, it also listened to Ye Luo's complete plan. However, many details in the plan were not really settled and needed to adapt to the situation.

When it saw Ye Luo speak like this, it immediately thought of who Ye Luo is going to kill. It was shocked in its eyes and said, "Wow, wool, wool! Mom, it's very dangerous if you really want to kill that person. If you can't do it well, you may turn it in yourself!"

Ye Luo's footsteps did not stop.

...

On the west side of the Lost Island, there is an ancient, mysterious and huge house.

"Saint Madam, why did you and the Holy Lord thousands of miles away agree to a stranger's, so crazy, plan that it is impossible to succeed?" A maid next to Lan Bingyue seemed to have been puzzled for a long time, and finally got the courage to ask such a question.

When the maid was at the Hokkaido Inn in the island country, she was unbelievable when she saw the saint taking the initiative to ask her to hand over the note to Ye Luo and invite Ye Luo to come over late at night.

She knew very well that their saint was cold and proud, white clothes were as cold as snow, and she refused to be thousands of miles away. Even if the ancient saints from other holy places visited, the saint who rarely spoke, actually took the initiative to invite a man!

If this matter is spread, it may cause a shock to the entire holy land!

And later, something that shocked her even more happened. The man did not come out of their saint's room for four days in the eight days of the Hokkaido Inn.

And their saint changed their original plan after these four days and cooperated with the man to make the most crazy plan in history that was almost impossible to succeed in her opinion.

What made her even more incredible was that through the messaging talisman, the old saint who was thousands of miles away actually agreed to this crazy plan, and even for this, they used a lot of horror background.

That was just a man who had just escaped from the mortal realm at that time, and was like an ant in front of the Holy Lord.

The maid was puzzled and asked questions.

"You will know in the future." Lan Bingyue stood in front of an ice flower, reached out and touched the ice flower.

"But that plan is impossible to succeed, you and the Holy Lord..."

"You have been on the boat, and there is a news that maybe you don't know yet. The eternal beast, the scattered beast, appeared at the founding ceremony of the island country for 100,000 years."

"What? The eternal beast, santa, how could it appear there? Shouldn't it be suppressed in the Divine Stone City?" The maid's body shook violently.

The ice flowers in Lan Bingyue's hand were broken. She looked up and looked out the window, and there was a trace of setting sun.

...

On the Lost Island, there are many chaotic streets, all kinds of monks who go out to sea to hunt, find treasures, and walk on the edge of life and death. Although the risks are great every time, the harvest is also great. Various rare resources make many survivors get rich overnight.

Every day, more than one person dies, but there is also a deformed prosperity on the Lost Island, licking blood on the tip of the knife and wandering between life and death, which makes many surviving monks be indulged in luxury and dreams and death.

In addition, in recent days, the arrival of powerful figures from major forces has made the island even more lively.

Tianyun Street is the most prosperous one.

Ye Luo had disguised himself again and turned into an ordinary young man. He moved forward quickly on this street, and the donkey turned into a horse, watching from both sides.

The sun sets, and there are many people on the street.

The cultivation level that Ye Luo showed was only the fifth level of Qi training, which was very inconspicuous. Even when walking on this street, he would be despised and cold from time to time, and there were even a few who deliberately wanted to humiliate Ye Luo.

However, Ye Luo did not want to cause trouble for the time being, and he avoided silently. There were only two very excessive ones. Ye Luo attacked like a ghost and directly broke his leg.

A few people who had the idea of ​​beating donkeys were led to a remote corner by donkeys. Ye Luo didn't know what happened afterwards, but there were a few conspicuous storage rings on the donkey's hooves.

"Hahaha, it is your honor to be in love with you. Do you still want to leave? Follow me!"

On the street, while Ye Luo was moving forward quickly, he suddenly heard a singular accent similar to the Indian language in his previous life. On the bustling and ancient streets, it sounded roughly, arrogantly and arrogantly.

There was a group of people in the middle of the street, as if watching the fun.

Ye Luo did not have the intention of watching the excitement, and bypassed the crowd and wanted to pass through.

"Kap, don't be too arrogant. I am from the thief family and the Nangong family. She is from the Yanhuang Holy Land. If you dare to touch her, the Yanhuang Holy Land will never let her go!" An angry but a little nervous voice came from the crowd.

"Hahaha, Yanhuang Holy Land? I don't believe that they will dare to turn against our ancient Indian holy land for a mere woman? I'm going to make a decision on this woman, not bad, not bad, like a gentle girl from Jiangnan, hahaha, I've heard that Chinese women have a good taste!"

Ye Luo's footsteps finally stopped for a moment, his eyes passed through the crowd, and he looked at the middle.

An old friend?

Lan Xiaoqian from the Yanhuang Holy Land, and Nangong Qingshu from the stolen family?

How could they be here? Where is the perfect lonely woman, Yue Jiangyue?

"Dare you?" Nangong Qingshu shouted with little confidence, trying to stop an ancient Indian man who was covered in darkness but had a very strong and terrifying atmosphere.

"Get out! I dare to stop me again, die!" The ancient Indian, who was covered in darkness and a very powerful aura, looked at Nangong Qingshu with a slightly cold look.

Nangong was taken a look, his body trembled and his steps stopped.

The powerful, terrifying and weird ancient Indian man couldn't help but reveal a sarcasm on his lips and said, "You Yanhuang people are indeed a group of cowards. Even their own women dare not protect them. Hahaha, Lan Xiaoqian, you Yanhuang men are all like this. Let me go with me. I will let you see what a real man is!"

Many of the people around couldn't help but shake their heads. Someone whispered, saying, "The Kapu Xuan King of ancient India is indeed as powerful, arrogant, terrifying, and lustful as the legendary ones!"

"At the age of twenty-five, he is the Golden Pill of Breaking Mirror. The younger generation, except for a few ancient saints with great talent, can he compete with him? In addition, his family background seems to be not as powerful as ordinary."

"Yanhuang's man is so cowardly, what a pity, that weak beauty..."

Ye Luo's eyes suddenly became cold and his body moved slightly.
Chapter completed!