Under Hua Biqiao's leadership, Ye Haochuan soon came to a tall three-story building.

The building is extremely majestic, with carved railings and jade-made, and various exquisite carvings. It is not only beautiful, but also exudes extraordinary aura everywhere, which clearly contains the power of formations.

Perhaps it is not yet time to eat, the building with the plaque of "Shen Tang" seems very empty.

Walking into the door, a chaotic crowd was very eye-catching.

"stop!"

Ye Haochuan snatched hard and rushed up quickly.

The crowd gathered in a large circle, but there were only five performers.

Just as Ye Haochuan shouted, Xiong Hong's figure was shot and knocked out by four other people.

Ye Haochuan jumped and easily took Xiong Hong down.

"Where did you come from? If you feel so idle, go back and slander yourself. Don't meddle in other people's business here!"

A bald, ugly short man opened the crowd and walked out with an arrogant look on his face.

I think I'm going to say that flying planes is self-deprecating, and I'm just a cultural person, right?

Ye Haochuan laughed in his heart.

"I'll go, my South Gate is indeed a fast treasure land. Even Xiang can be cultivated into a human form!" Ye Haochuan looked "surprised".

"Where is the one who has cultivated Xiang? Why didn't I see it?"

The bald short man suddenly became very curious and looked around for strange things.

"It's convenient for others to see it, but if you want to see it, you have to use a mirror!"

Ye Haochuan patiently "teached".

"Mirror?"

The bald short man seemed to react, with a fierce light in his eyes, pointing at Ye Haochuan's nose and saying, "Bastard, you dare to call me ugly, right?"

"You are wrong. I am not scolding you, but praising you!"

Ye Haochuan said with a smile: "Just like you, it is an insult to the word ugly. I also care for disabled children, so I reluctantly use the word ugly to praise you!"

"You...you..."

The bald short man almost got angry and passed away. His already distorted face was now becoming more and more like a crushed Xiang.

"Why are you still standing there? Fuck him for me!"

The bald short man no longer wants to know who Ye Haochuan is. He just wants to beat Ye Haochuan's handsome face into mud, because every time he takes a look, the huge contrast will make him feel that his fragile little heart has been hit by a devastating blow.

The bald short man was obviously the leader of Class 17. With his order, the remaining three monks had surrounded Ye Haochuan together.

"Teacher, fight with them!"

Xiong Hong was already scarred at this time, and one arm was drooping weakly, but this did not affect his intention to stand at all.

"So you are the new team leader of Class 13. No wonder you dare to come out."

The bald short man said fiercely: "A guy who just came here is a little more cognitive, but he didn't expect that he was also a guy who was ignorant of the world. Okay, I will let you see what is the overlord of District C today!"

After saying that, the short bald man had already sacrificed a large seal, with runes covered with them, and golden light shining eyes.

"Be careful, this guy is named Yang Shuai. Although he is also in the late stage of the True Immortality, the big seal in his hand is very powerful. The last team leader was pale under his big seal!" Hua Biqiao reminded worriedly.

Holding grass, just like this ugly thing, he dares to use the word "super handsome". How blind are his parents?

Ye Haochuan almost vomited.

But there is something Hua Biqiao said right. The Fang Da Seal was indeed very good. As soon as Fang sacrificed it, Ye Haochuan felt that there was a strong pressure, as if he wanted to imprison him first.

"Good thing!"

Ye Haochuan was instantly jealous. This big seal, at least it was a high-level immortal weapon or even a peak immortal weapon. It was a waste to put it in this guy's hands.

"He has been suppressed by my Shura Fan Seal and beat him up!"

Yang Shuai shouted loudly and rushed towards Ye Haochuan first.

In the south gate, there is no prohibition of fighting with external disciples. As long as you don’t make a fuss and accept your fate, and don’t delay your own affairs, those senior officials are too lazy to care about these idiots.

"Creation of the Magic Decision!"

Ye Haochuan raised the corner of his mouth gently and said these words.

As the golden light flashed in his eyes, Yang Shuai's expression became unconsciously unnatural.

Then, a strange scene appeared.

Yang Shuai suddenly turned around and put his face on the fists of several of his subordinates.

His three men were shocked and wanted to stop, but who would have thought that Yang Shuai's face was too fast and had already hit their fists.

"What a wonderful feeling, I feel that I suddenly become much more handsome!"

Yang Shuai, who was punched several times, not only did not have anger on his face, but instead looked like he was enjoying himself.

I'm going, it's so cheap, I'm itchy!

The spectators around looked at each other and wanted to go up and give Yang Shuai a few more slaps.

Don’t you like to be beaten? Today I will let you all have enough.

But they finally held back. This Yang Shuai is indeed the dominant leader of the C area. They really dare not provoke them too much.

Of course, it is one thing that dares not provoke. They are still very relieved to see Yang Shuai making a fool of himself in front of Ye Haochuan.

Yang Shuai was narcissistic for a while, then suddenly waved his hand and took back Shura Fan Seal, walked respectfully to Ye Haochuan, and said, "Look at how handsome you are than me, I'll give you a gift!"

Nani?

Everyone was stunned.

That is a powerful immortal weapon, and it is Yang Shuai’s biggest reliance. Is it easy to give it to others?

If you look more handsome than you, you can give it to me?

Please, in this world, is anyone better than you, any person?

Many people secretly complained, wishing to rush up immediately and shouted at Yang Shuai: "Brother, I am more handsome than you, but I am not a little handsome. Give me a fairy weapon too!"

Just when everyone was stunned, Ye Haochuan had already "rudely" put away Shura Fan Seal and encouraged him seriously: "Young man, continue to sail on the road of disfigurement, which means plastic surgery. I believe that one day, you will be able to catch up with one thousand of my handsomeness."

Yang Shuai didn't say anything, but his ugly face had already turned into a chrysanthemum.

"Boss, wake up..."

His three subordinates were already stunned and kept shaking Yang Shuai, wanting to wake him up from his dream.

"I...what's wrong with me?"

Yang Shuai finally woke up and asked in a confused look.

"Boss, you have sent the Shura Fan Seal out!" a subordinate quickly explained.

"What nonsense? Shura Fanyin is the guy I eat, how could it be..."

Yang Shuai slapped the subordinate, but before he finished speaking, he finally realized that his spiritual connection with Shura Fan Yin had been interrupted.

"This is impossible, this is impossible..."

Yang Shuai seemed to be crazy about gaining and losing, and kept muttering the same passage.

After a long time, he glared at Ye Haochuan hatefully and scolded, "It's you, you used illusion for me, right? Return the Shura Fan Seal to me quickly, otherwise don't blame me for killing you!"

(End of this chapter)

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