The sky descended and the corpse fell, and a cold corpse fell right in front of everyone.

The corpse maintained a panic-stricken expression of 10000 points until it died, and was dead, send cold shivers down one’s spine.

“This person! I know him. He is Holy Sect disciple, named Zhuo Xueyang, and one of the followers of First Young Master lineage!” Liu Ying cried with a small mouth covering her mouth.

Immediately afterwards, 2 pieces, 3 pieces, 5 pieces… a total of ten bodies were rained down in front of Gu Feiyan Qin Hou and the others, some of them were familiar faces dressed in Holy Demon Seed Sect disciple clothes. It is no Sect, no Faction’s river and lake Loose Cultivator.

In the blink of an eye, a white clothed Sheng Xue’s beautiful figure suddenly appeared in the eyes of everyone. His pace was graceful and he walked slowly.

“Do not be afraid.”

Qiu Yueyue carried a jade hand and grinned, extremely free and easy.

“The people who secretly attacked the ghosts have all been solved by this female heroine. How should you repay me? Gu Feiyan.”

Looking at the delicate and familiar face of 10000 points, I haven’t seen it carved in jade for a few years, moving like a peach blossom. Qin Hou seemed to be standing next to him for a while. The joints are white and the eye socket is cracked.

Damn it!

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