At this moment, everything is silent.

Everyone looked at Chen Hao, but couldn't say a word.

However, some people's mouths are trembling, some people's legs are trembling, and some people's whole body is trembling!

They can't speak, and they dare not speak.

Because, under the stone pillar, Sun Changgeng's body was not completely cold.

They were afraid that if they said the wrong thing, there would be another body under the stone pillar.

Chen Hao didn't go to see them, turned around and walked towards Mu Qiudao.

Mu Qiudao also stood up and walked towards Chen Hao.

The two of them had their eyes intertwined, raised their hands and held each other's palms.

A smile appeared on his face.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Mu Qiudao said.

"Just blowing, what's the hard work?"

Chen Hao smiled faintly.

Mu Qiudao was slightly stunned and then laughed:

"Your injury should be healed. We will not return until we get drunk tonight."

"Don't go home if you don't get drunk."

Chen Hao nodded with a smile and left side by side with Mu Qiudao.

Mu Liuhuo and the violent ape Xiaohei, one left and one right, followed behind the two.

Everyone subconsciously retreated and gave way out.

Chen Hao passed by them.

They dare not laugh or insult.

Even, he didn't dare to look up at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao restrained all his breath, like an ordinary person.

But, in their hearts, Chen Hao is a god of killing.

A god of killing can reap life with one look and breath!

When Chen Hao left Kyoto Plaza.

When everyone in the Mu family also left Kyoto Plaza.

Those who mocked Chen Hao just now did not move.

It’s not that I don’t want to, but that I can’t.

Their bodies were like water filled with lead, extremely heavy and unable to move.

Furthermore, they were blown to the ground by Chen Hao's breath just now.

My body was green and purple, and even my breathing was sore, let alone walking.

Until late in the morning.

These people left one after another,

But it was not the one who left by himself, but called to ask relatives and friends to come and pick them up.

Even at this time, they still can't move!

Mu Family.

The lights are brilliant.

All the Mu family toasted Chen Hao and congratulated Chen Hao on his victory.

The atmosphere is extremely lively.

In comparison.

Thousands of households in Kyoto are extremely silent.

Even with the lights on, it seems dead silent.

No one dares to make a loud noise.

It seems that speaking louder will anger the god of killing and cause disaster.

Not only in reality.

There was no movement on the Internet.

In addition to platforms such as Weibo, related hot searches such as "Chen Hao's Tortoise" have been removed.

It seems that Chen Hao blew his breath to kill Sun Changgeng last night, but it didn't happen at all.

Or, it is because last night's incident was so shocking that the people behind the Internet had not yet come back to their senses.

Chen Hao did not pay attention to these things.

He was not interested in paying attention to these things, either.

I had a drink with Mu Qiudao with all my heart.

It was not until noon the next day that I woke up from bed.

Touched the cell phone at the head of the bed.

After rushing for the electricity all night, my phone was already a little hot.

After turning on the computer, I found that there were many missed calls.

Dad, mom, Ning Xiaomei...

Chen Hao first called his parents and reported his safety.

Then he called Ning Xiaomei and explained that because the plane flight was delayed, he played with his mobile phone at the airport for a long time, which caused the battery to shut down.

Later, when I got on the plane, I encountered a bumpy airflow. After getting off the plane, I headed straight to Kyoto Plaza. Then I went to the Mu family to have a drink, and I didn't wake up until now.

"You don't need to explain."

On the other end of the phone, Ning Xiaomei smiled and said:

"As long as you are safe, it is better than a thousand words."

Chen Hao nodded with a smile, went back to the other person's WeChat, then put down his phone, and fell down again.

Last night, he made an appointment with Mu Qiudao and sealed his cultivation level to see who can drink better.

What the result is...

Chen Hao has to admit that Mu Qiudao, an old monster who has lived for more than 500 years, has a really good alcohol tolerance.

He watched Mu Qiudao pour bottles into his stomach, his face was neither blushed nor breathing, and he didn't even have to go to the toilet.

Chen Hao even wondered whether Mu Qiudao had quietly used his spiritual power to relieve his alcoholism.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

A knock on the door sounded.

"Please come in."

Chen Hao didn't open his eyes and shouted weakly.

The door was pushed open, but Chen Hao was surprised by the person who walked in.

It's not the servant of the Mu family, but Choi Wenxi.

"Why are you here?"

Chen Hao rubbed his temples and sat up from the bed.

Cui Wenxi put a bowl of soup on the bedside:

"I'll take a look at you, the great killer."

Choi Wenxi pulled a chair to the edge of the bed and sat down casually, without fear of being exposed, so she raised her two white long legs.

"I have to say that these two legs are really pleasing to the eye."

Chen Hao laughed.

Choi Wenxi rolled her eyes: "It seems that you have sobered up with wine, so you don't need this bowl of sobering soup."

As he said that, he picked up the sobering soup at the head of the bed and poured it into the trash can.

Chen Hao didn't stop him. Anyway, he had sobered up even though he had sobered up, so he really didn't have to drink sober soup anymore.

To take a step back, even if he doesn't wake up, he doesn't need to sober up the soup.
To be continued...