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And Lin Hao and the master of Wanbao Pavilion, these two gentlemen, just called each other brothers.
After entering the room and lying on the bed, as soon as the young man in Tsing Yi closed the door and left, Lin Hao immediately turned over. There was no trace of drunkenness on his face, and his red face suddenly receded and returned to his normal color.
He went to wash up briefly and threw the dusty clothes on the ground, then lay back on the bed and fell asleep comfortably.
As for the master of Wanbao Pavilion, he waited for them to wash up and change clothes as soon as they went out. When they came out feeling refreshed, there were already a few thin pages of paper on the table.
It briefly described Lin Hao's deeds and route along the way, including his visit to the Maple Forest Palace, his contact with people from the Tianlong Empire in the tavern, and his suspected entry into the tomb of Emperor Yaoguang. Clearly.
At the end of the page, there were written the four characters "Death God with White Bones" and the four characters "Death God in White Clothes". Two big circles were used to encircle these two titles, and two arrows pointing in the same direction were drawn. , and at the end of the arrow, the name Lin Hao is written.
"It's really the world of change" The master of Wanbao Pavilion sighed, sat down in front of the table again, and carefully read the thin pages of the report.
Lin Hao is not worried about the other party checking his background. Rather, since he dares to come here, it means that he doesn't care at all how much information the other party has about him.
" Anyway, the master of Wanbao Pavilion is also a smart man, and the boundary between public and private is extremely clear. Even considering Lin Hao's strength, he will not talk nonsense with the information at hand.
Tonight everyone went to bed with their own secrets, but the next day they still greeted each other with smiles on their faces.
Outside the Wanbao Pavilion, the name of the Skeleton God of Death spread rapidly, and some worshipers even established a small cult. While the reputation was still there, they burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of evil outside.
In the Wanbao Pavilion, the three of them were living in peace and quiet. Lin Hao and Yu Wenhu were even more worried. Today they will help you pack the shelves, tomorrow they will drink tea and discuss Taoism on the roof, and the day after tomorrow they will have another problem. With the young man in green clothes playing piano and chess with him, he lived a carefree life.
But this leisurely time soon came to an end with the return of the Pavilion Master of Wanbao Pavilion.
He first gave Lin Hao a thin page of paper, warning that the search would not go well, then shook his head, and continued: "On this continent, at least in the territory of the human race, I am afraid that the bloodline of the Azure Dragon cannot be found. "
After finishing speaking, he no longer said anything, but hesitated again, hesitantly opened his mouth, and said in an extremely gentle, even low-pitched tone: "Mr. Lin, there has been some unrest on the mainland recently, big and small. Countries like stars have also stepped up their precautions."
"Well, so, what do you want to say?" Lin Hao was lying on the rocking chair at that time. One of the boys in Tsing Yi next to him was rubbing his legs, and the other was playing the piano and singing.
Lin Hao was really like a young man from a rich family, enjoying being served with peace of mind. In just one sentence, he finished reading the thin page and placed it on the small table with wine and fruits nearby.
It was obvious that the other party did not mean any threat, and his tone was the same as before, lazily and carelessly. However, after reading those pages of the report, the Master of Wanbao Pavilion no longer dared to speak to the other party as before. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com