470: Chapter 469: What kind of mischief are you planning now?
470: Chapter 469: What kind of mischief are you planning now?
Hearing Fan Qingyin’s voice, Ye Haochuan turned his head around and looked at her with an expression that was quite speechless, “Please, what’s so strange about a young master like having an Ancient Martial Arts Sect superphone?”
“Oh,” Fan Qingyin responded softly, but her heart was truly puzzled.
How could he, a disciple of Hellfire, use an Ancient Martial Arts Sect superphone?
Could he be an undercover agent sent by the sects?
Thinking this, she suddenly felt an inexplicable excitent.
If he really was an undercover agent, then there was hope for those of them who had been captured.
“Then…
why did you save us?” Qingyin couldn’t help asking expectantly.
“Please, will you ever quit?
Don’t you see that I’m busy?
Go stand aside!” Ye Haochuan shook his head, as they were still far from safe, and here she was, talking so much.
After being scolded, Qingyin’s face turned red, and she dared not ask any further, but for so reason, hearing him repeatedly referring to himself as “young master,” Qingyin felt a familiar sensation, and the face of that detestable guy involuntarily ca to mind.
At the sa ti, she couldn’t help but find it funny; this man looked to be over forty years old and still called himself “young master.” He should be calling himself “old master”!
Suddenly, she also rembered that this chubby fellow had called her by her na just a mont ago as if he knew her.
She wanted to ask just who he was, but seeing his impatient look, she swallowed the question.
At this mont, the battle of mutual slaughter orchestrated by Ye Haochuan had reached its climax.
The whole valley was filled with deafening explosions, a lee of swords, sabers, sticks, and staffs.
It was complete mayhem, with countless treasures swirling in the sky before viciously striking at the opponents.
The entire mountain was filled with brutal combat.
Although the faction led by the eldest senior apprentice brother Yuta Imai suffered heavy losses in the beginning, those who survived were of high cultivation.
As they continually brought out treasures to counterattack and inflict heavy damage on their opponents, the adverse situation gradually turned in their favor.
Especially the eldest senior apprentice brother Yuta Imai, consud by rage, after carving a path of blood, led a dozen followers through the arrow rain that was dense as locusts, recklessly charging toward Ye Haochuan.
“Sakamoto, you bastard, you’re dead!” Yuta Imai roared angrily.
Clearly, Yuta Imai had been keeping an eye on Ye Haochuan, the “second apprentice brother,” and loathed him to the bone, wishing he could pounce on him and slay him.
Ye Haochuan, of course, would not confront him head-on and hurriedly said, “My fellow apprentices, kill him for !
Quick!”
Upon hearing this, the Disciples of Hellfire nearby hurried to cover Yuta Imai, the forr eldest senior apprentice brother, with their treasures.
Yuta Imai and his group’s actions were instantly hindered, and they scread in frustration, but at this point, they could only respond hurriedly.
Ye Haochuan took this opportunity to lead Fan Qingyin and the other captives away from danger.
While so of the Disciples of Hellfire found it baffling, they thought the “second apprentice brother” was personally watching over these captives and did not think too much about it.
Ye Haochuan took out his superphone, activated the location feature, and saw that Han Dazhuang and He Dong were no more than ten miles away from this area.
He quickly said to Qingyin and the others, “Listen up, you must hurry toward that area now.
I will have soone et you.
You need to be fast.
In a little while, quite a few high-rank monsters will co.
If you run late, you’ll all lose your lives.”
While Qingyin and the others were still hesitant, Ye Haochuan then contacted Huo ngyao with his superphone, and learning she was safe and sound, imdiately explained the situation and told her to prepare for the pickup.
Putting away his superphone and seeing that the crowd hadn’t moved, Ye Haochuan glared at them, “Damn it, are you all deaf?
Why aren’t you running towards that area?
Do you need to start slaughtering you to get moving?”
The crowd then ran for their lives.
However, Qingyin hesitated, staying on the spot with an expression of soone with unspoken words.
What kind of trouble was this woman trying to stir up now?
Ye Haochuan helplessly said, “Co on, Miss Fan Qingyin, could you show a little respect?
I told you to run, why didn’t you?”
Upon hearing her real na, Fan Qingyin’s beautiful eyes lit up with a hint of surprise, and without a trace of fear on her face, she curiously exclaid, “Who on earth are you?
How do you know my na is Fan Qingyin?
You must know , right?”
Damnit, my mory, why did I forget I’m possessing soone else’s body again?
Such a pig-headed move!
Ye Haochuan slapped his forehead hard, his face a picture of frustration, but then he straightened his expression and chuckled, “Well, it’s a long story, but rember this, I’m sworn brothers with your sweetheart, so of course I have to save his woman.
Hurry up, your sweetheart is waiting for you over there.”
“My sweetheart?” Fan Qingyin paused, then hesitantly said, “I don’t have a sweetheart, do I?”
What the hell!
Ye Haochuan rolled his eyes: “Who else could it be?
Of course, it’s Ye Haochuan!
Geez, you’re really fickle, my brother really wasted his affection on you.”
“Him?” Fan Qingyin finally realized, snorting softly, she muttered to herself, “That guy who falls for everyone he ets, how could he consider his sweetheart?
He just knows how to bully .”
“What, he’s not your sweetheart?
Fine then, today I saved you, so it’s like a hero saving a damsel in distress.
Typically, at this point in TV shows, the heroine would offer herself to the hero.
You might as well just beco my sweetheart.
Although I can’t promise you happiness, I can certainly offer you comfort!”
After saying this with a laugh, Ye Haochuan suddenly felt amused.
It seed quite interesting to flirt with a girl while possessing soone else’s body.
What does he an he can’t give happiness, but he can give comfort?
How is this guy just as shaless as that other one?
Fan Qingyin felt dizzy with irritation.
Originally grateful to the chubby man for saving everyone, she hadn’t expected him to be the sa type as Ye Haochuan, that lecher; it was truly nauseating.
With this thought, she didn’t dare linger any longer, quickly turning around to run away, faster than a rabbit.
Watching her run off, Ye Haochuan felt a bit disheartened.
Sigh, another failed attempt at flirting; it seed Sakamoto Ryuuji’s chubby physique and looks really had no appeal!
“Sakamoto Ryuuji, where do you think you’re going?
Co over here and face your death imdiately!”
At that mont, an angry voice ca from not far behind.
Ye Haochuan turned his head and saw that damned big senior brother, Yuta Imai, desperately trying to break through and heading his way to kill him.
Damn it, face my death?
As if I’d bother to have a showdown with you!
Ye Haochuan snorted in disdain.
He then faintly felt the ground shaking violently, knowing that the monster Han Dazhuang and He Dong had attracted was almost upon them.
Not wanting to waste any ti, he quickly found a place to hide his Superphone.
The reason he did this was, once his soul left the body, he wouldn’t be able to take the Superphone with him, so naturally, he had to hide it first and co back for it later.
After that, he took out the Superior hangover cure he had prepared earlier, controlled Sakamoto Ryuuji to swallow it in one gulp, and took advantage of the chaos to let his soul leave the body and retreat quietly.
No sooner had Ye Haochuan floated away than Sakamoto Ryuuji slowly ca to his senses under the effects of the hangover dicine.
However, his head was heavy and foggy because Ye Haochuan had drained a large amount of his Essence Qi.
Yet, the ear-splitting sounds of battle all around him left him in utter shock.
What the hell was going on?
How had everything changed while he was asleep?
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