Vol 3 Chapter 1287: I will only let you, to live your life!

Long Ao took a deep breath, then stared at Lin Hai, and asked seriously.
"Dragon, where have you been?"
"Dragon"? Lin Haiyi, Longao asked, isn't it silver?
Yinhe is now in the holy place, combining the body of Tianlong, has become a cute little dragon.
Just, do you want to tell Long Ao?
Lin Haizheng was thinking about it. Suddenly outside the hall, there were several sharp screams.
"Whoever dared to smother me Haiyue Zong!"
"Ah!" Then, suddenly there was a scream of screams that made Lin Hai suddenly surprised.
Lin Hai suddenly stood up, and a cold glare in his eyes spurred out. The invisible murderous moment made the air become extremely cold and chilling!
Hey!
The figure of Lin Hai, a flashing, went straight out of the hall and went straight to the square.
The last scream is obviously issued by Haiyuezong disciples. It seems that there is only one explanation, that is, there are strong enemies coming to the door!
Liu Xinyue's three women, also shocked, followed Lin Hai, but instead of Long Ao and others, they were hanging here.
"Hey, this Lin Hai, really do not know the number of gifts!" Longteng suddenly frowned, face disgusted, scornful. "The leader, it seems that Haiyuezong has trouble coming to the door, let's go see it!" Long proudly shook his head in the heart, although Longteng has been temperamental, but after the blood awakens, the more I do not know the convergence, just eat here in Linhai Oh, I don’t know how to reflect, but I’m sick.
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"Hey!" Long Teng snorted, Lin Hai was gone, he didn't make much sense here, and he walked out with a proud hand, and Long Ao followed closely and returned to the square.
At this time, Lin Hai had already taken the cold murder and stood in the middle of the square.
Looking at the ground, the two bodies were stiff and almost became the Haiyue disciples of the people. Lin Hai’s brows kept beating and looking blue, apparently enduring great anger.
Suddenly looking up, Lin Hai's eyes were extremely cold, watching dozens of foreigners suddenly appearing in front of them, sweeping through them, indifferent openings.
"Who is it, kill them?"
"Gossip!" Lin Hai's voice fell, suddenly there was a person from the island country, stepping forward, pointing to Lin Hai loudly yelling, then one finger for the first wearing a kimono, with a hygienic Hu, cold-eyed island country old man.
"This is my island-style house, the greatest great yin and yang master, you are a lover of Hatano, you are not seen!"
"See you paralyzed!"
Lin Hai snorted and suddenly reached out, suddenly a strong suction force, directly to the island of the island, to the volley, the palm of his hand stuck in his neck.
"Eight teeth road!"