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Chapter 1693 Is this the attitude you have when talking to me?

"Brother Lin Hai, are you okay?"

Ouyang Yun was startled and quickly stood up, but Lin Hai helped her up and asked worriedly.

Lin Hai was shocked and looked at Ouyang Yun with a weird look on his face. He was speechless for a long time.

"No, I didn't hear clearly just now. Whose fiancée did you say you were?"

Lin Hai asked again with deep disbelief.

"The third protector, Wang Shihao's fiancée."

Ouyang Yun pouted, rolled her big eyes, looked at Lin Hai innocently, and said.

puff!

Lin Hai heard it clearly this time and was completely speechless. He looked at Ouyang Yun with a look on his face that didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Brother Lin Hai, why are you looking at me like this?" Ouyang Yun suddenly became nervous, and tears began to well up in her beautiful eyes.

"Brother Lin Hai, if you know my identity, will you suddenly disappear before my eyes like my former friends and never appear again?"

As he spoke, Ouyang Yun's tears immediately flowed down, and his face was filled with grievances.

"I knew this would happen. I don't want to say it. I'm afraid of losing Brother Lin Hai, but my heart doesn't allow me to deceive Brother Lin Hai. I'm so sad... Wuwuwu!"

As Ouyang Yun said this, she suddenly threw herself into Lin Hai's arms and burst into tears.

"Forehead……"

Lin Hai suddenly stiffened, his face full of embarrassment.

It was okay when she didn't know Ouyang Yun's identity before, but now she knows that Ouyang Yun is the fiancée of the third protector Wang Shihao. Now that Lin Hai is throwing herself into his arms, Lin Hai feels a little uncomfortable.

After all, it doesn't make sense to hold someone else's fiancée in your arms.

But seeing Ouyang Yun crying so sadly, Lin Hai couldn't bear to push her away immediately.

I was just about to explain to Ouyang Yun that I was just shocked that a little girl actually found a Mahayana master as a companion.

After all, the Mahayana Master, in terms of age, is at least several thousand years old, and the difference is really huge.

But before Lin Hai could speak, the air suddenly swayed, and two figures appeared in front of Lin Hai.

"Mr. Lin, my Lord Protector... Uh!"

Mr. Pang stopped midway through his words, and then stayed on the spot with a look of shock on his face.

"Um?"

The young man who followed Mr. Pang, who was dressed in dignity and had his hands behind his back, was also stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Hehe, hehehe! Interesting!"

The young man stared at Lin Hai and Ouyang Yun with brilliant eyes, his tone full of disbelief and gloating.

"Oh my, my lovely wife is in my arms. If Wang Shihao could see this scene, I don't know how exciting it would be!"

Ouyang Yun also woke up at this moment, hurriedly stood up from Lin Hai's arms, quickly wiped her tears, and then looked at Xiongyuan Hall with a hint of anger.

"Great Protector, please don't talk nonsense. Brother Lin Hai and I are not what you think!"

"Also, please don't tell Wang Shihao, I don't want brother Lin Hai to be in danger!"

"I feel sorry for my little lover!" Xiong Yuantang glanced at Ouyang Yun and Lin Hai with a playful expression, and then a terrifying pressure was released instantly, making Lin Hai and Ouyang Yun's breathing suddenly stagnant.

Then, Xiong Yuantang's cold voice sounded faintly, carrying the aura of someone who had been in power for a long time.

"I'm too lazy to care about the mess between you. I heard Mr. Pang say, isn't there a Mahayana soul? Does it need to be evaluated?"

As he said that, Xiong Yuantang's eyes fell on Lin Hai like two beams of light.

The blood all over Lin Hai's body froze for an instant, as if it had stopped flowing. All of a sudden, his whole body could not help but feel tense, and he felt indescribably uncomfortable.

"Humph!" Lin Hai was immediately angry, and with a hint of unruliness, he gave Xiong Yuantang a cold look.

"What do you mean by this? Is this how you, Yipintang, treat your guests?"

Xiong Yuantang was startled for a moment, then he stopped laughing and looked at Lin Hai with a look of surprise.

"Interesting, so interesting!"

"How long has it been since I met an interesting young man like you?"

With that said, Xiong Yuantang gave Lin Hai a playful look and said playfully.

"Are you the late Nascent Soul boy who killed the Inspector?"

"With a level of cultivation at the Nascent Soul stage, I broke into the Forgotten City without permission, and killed the law enforcement envoys. Now I even hold Wang Shihao's beloved wife in my arms. Even this protector admires this courage!"

Lin Hai looked at Xiong Yuantang's playful look and couldn't help but snorted coldly and said with a gloomy expression.

"Stop talking nonsense, what on earth do you want to do?"

Lin Hai also felt at this moment that the person coming to Xiongyuan Hall was evil, and he had already found out his true identity.

"Why are you so nervous?" Xiong Yuantang laughed strangely, "I'm not Wang Shihao, hahahaha!"

"Great Protector, what are you talking about? Brother Lin Hai and I are really innocent!"

Seeing that there was something wrong in Xiong Yuantang's words, Ouyang Yun suddenly became nervous and anxious, and she hurriedly defended herself.

She knew very well how cruel Wang Shihao was. She even saw Wang Shihao with her own eyes tearing two immortals who had offended him into pieces. It was too horrible to watch.

If what happened today reaches Wang Shihao's ears and Wang Shihao misunderstands what Lin Hai said, then Lin Hai may be in trouble.

When she thought that Lin Hai would be in danger because of this, Ouyang Yun was so anxious and scared that she almost cried.

"Humph, I'd better keep these words and let Wang Shihao explain it!"

After saying that, Xiong Yuantang's eyes turned cold and he said coldly towards Lin Hai.

"I'm too lazy to care about what you do. Now I just want to ask you, where is the Mahayana Soul?"

After Xiong Yuantang came in, he searched the area for hundreds of miles and found no Mahayana Yuan Shen.

Otherwise, he would not talk nonsense with Lin Hai and would have already taken the Mahayana Soul as his own.

"Is this the way you talk to me?"

Lin Hai suddenly smiled and lay down on the soft seat very comfortably. Erlang raised his legs and looked at Xiong Yuantang with a look of disdain and sneered.

"Are you seeking death?"

Xiong Yuantang's brows twitched, looking at Lin Hai's disdainful look, he couldn't help but feel angry, and with a roar, his breath bloomed, and he was afraid that murderous intent fell on Lin Hai.

In the entire Forgotten City, no one dares to speak to him, the great protector, in such a manner!

Lin Hai's actions were simply crazy and boundless.

If he hadn't discovered the whereabouts of the Mahayana Yuan Shen yet, he would have gone up and slapped Lin Hai to death.

Facing Xiongyuantang's murderous intention, Lin Hai was indeed unafraid, but instead a sharp light shot out of his eyes, and he shouted suddenly.

"If you want the Mahayana Soul, put away your airs of being a Mahayana Lord and just sit there obediently!"

"you!!!"

Xiongyuantang roared angrily, like a huge thunder exploding, and the terrifying aura caused strong winds and howling in the VIP room, like a typhoon passing through, it was very scary!

Mr. Pang and Ouyang Yun were each stunned, with frightened expressions on their faces. They had already been frightened out of their wits.

None of them thought that facing the Great Protector of the Forgotten City, the Mahayana Master Xiong Yuantang, Lin Hai, a mere Nascent Soul, would dare to act so boldly. It was simply unimaginable.

Lin Hai, on the other hand, had a face full of mischief and no trace of timidity. He stared at Xiong Yuantang, who was on the verge of going berserk, and said with a sneer and disdain.

"What are you doing? I'll say it again, if you want the Mahayana soul, just sit there obediently!" "Otherwise, get out of here now!"


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