Chapter 1997 (1/2)

Xu tassel frowned slightly, looking at the man approaching from afar, he seemed to bathe in the God awn!

The man soon appeared, with eight Tengfeng, and one Gan elder, landed outside the Luoxia Pavilion together.

The young man is handsome, his eyes are like stars, his lips are thin as wings, and his face is very erect like a jade. He is very domineering and arrogant in his eyes, but he is not arrogant or domineering. It is completely his pride, but also the pride of Huangdao!

”It's really him!” The demon is like a dragon, and his domineering spirit is reduced by three points.

That is, he can't compare with Huang Haotian. There is no comparability between them!

Under the cover of Huang Haotian's momentum, no matter the demons are like dragons or all kinds of life, they are not proud of the past, just like the fire of fireflies and candles, and the contrast between them is dim and dull.

”Huang, senior brother Huang!” Mo Jun becomes the arch hand, and the Mohists behind him bow their hands one after another.

”See you, senior brother Huang!” Lei Yang didn't dare to lift his arm, so he saluted.

”See you, senior brother Huang!”

No longer arrogant, those around him have great respect for Huang Haotian!

Huang Haotian glanced at the crowd and nodded with a smile. As soon as he took a step, the elders and disciples behind him stepped forward one after another. An invisible momentum swept the whole audience!

”Danqing, I'm here to see you.”

Huang Haotian has a pair of beautiful eyes, always staring at the sunset Pavilion, but he didn't go in directly. He understood that Danqing didn't like to break into the boudoir without permission, so he was willing to wait.

Xu tassel also side to get out of the way, demon such as dragon, Xuefeng, zhumingran, bingxutian all stand aside, make way for Huang Haotian!

”Well?” However, when Huang Haotian passes by Xu tassel, he looks at the five people's faces, and his eyes change slightly, causing a trace of waves.

These five people, whether in terms of appearance or temperament, are very important.

In particular, the young man in white, dressed in white clothes and snow-white dirt, has a relaxed and elegant temperament, more like a cage in starlight, as ethereal as banished immortals.

”Who is this man?” Wu Haotian thought about it for a moment, but he didn't see it much. He walked slowly to the pavilion!

”Coming?” In the Luoxia Pavilion, Tang Xuanji's voice is somewhat indifferent!

”Hiss!”