Chapter 2343: A great **** is good. Force 45

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She frowned and licked her ears without anger.
Then I said, "Don’t argue, there is no ghost at all!"
Although her cultivation talent is not high, but the ability to drive the ghost to catch the demon is engraved in the bones.
If this hospital is really a ghost, you can feel it when you are at the door.
And if the ghost appears, how can you hide your own eyes.
Therefore, the only possibility is that these people have just seen the illusion in a unified way, and they have not seen anything because they have been taken in the arms of Shangguan Hong.
"What are those people who have just been?" Luo Yuanrui trembled and asked.
"The illusion of evil is only for you. Your realm is not high. Naturally, you can't see through it. Similarly, this ordinary person is naturally incapable of breaking, and there will be victims coming to the hospital." Shrugging his shoulders, he said it was an understatement.
There are still people who want to ridicule her such a waste material. When I didn’t see it, my eyes fell on Shangguan Hongjun’s body, and the question was instantly explained.
At this time, what face is not face-to-face, it is no longer important to them. Everyone has crowded around the glass, trying to find some sense of security.
Luo Liyan saw that they shrugged like this, and did not talk much, and continued to go to the depths of medical treatment with Shangguan Hongjun.
Occasionally, they can still see people passing by their own side, and smile and greet them, scaring them to dare to look at Shangguan Hongjun.
The group soon came to a lounge, and Shangguan Hongjun stopped and quietly looked at the closed wooden door.
"Arrived!"
He said something lightly and immediately made those people aware of what kind of characters were behind the door.
Their faces became very ugly, and they still had two steps back without any bones.
Luo Liyan looked at them with a contempt, but Shangguan Hongjun did not care.
These people will be afraid of it is also normal, after all, the evil inside is already about to break through the realm of fit.
The pressure he radiated was enough to make this group of waste behind him fall.
"Are you finally here? I haven't seen it for six hundred years. I thought you were dead!" The voice of the other party was with a joke like a friend, and the wooden door was slowly opened at this time.
The lounge had already been cleaned up, and only a large chair was facing the door.
A man in a black robe sat there, sullen.
Only his face was hidden in the wide brim, and he could not see his appearance.
"I just didn't expect it to go through the clouds for a long time. I will still die in your hands!" The other person smirked and didn't have any jokes.
This made people who were behind Guan Hong’s body shocked and speculated on his true identity.
Six hundred years...and the kung fu is still so high...
Everyone thought of a person at the same time, but they immediately denied the idea.
Six hundred years ago, if the ancestors of the robbery on the outskirts of the city of B were successful, how could there be no news for so many years, and let those evils take up his auspicious house in vain.
And even if he is so lucky that he can't die if he fails to do so, then it is more difficult than the first time to think about cultivation.