Old but Not Proper

Wang Hun's expression changed. He immediately unleashed his power, finally managing to steady himself in mid-air.

He touched the corner of his mouth and found a trace of blood.

"Who are you?"

Wang Hun's eyes gradually grew solemn.

The black-robed man took off his hood, revealing messy white hair. "Stepdad, Hao Yang."

"It's you!"

Fu Jinyu stared at the old man.

Back in the ruins, he was the one who kept forcing her to kiss Xu Mu.

Although it didn't seem like a big deal now, Fu Jinyu had been incredibly angry at the time.

"Senior!"

Seeing that it was Hao Yang, Xu Mu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

This man was a big shot, and they had a pretty good relationship. They should be saved now.

"Kid, I have to say, you've made some progress lately. It seems you've taken my words to heart. You're getting more and more of my style from back in the day."

Hao Yang smiled and took a sip of wine. Just now in the audience, he had been paying attention to Xu Mu's side.

He used to be a guy who would act like it was the end of the world over a breakup with a woman, but now he was surrounded by beautiful girls.

It was so much better than before.

He set his sights on Fu Jinyu. He still had an impression of this Heavenly Demon Tribe woman.

"This Heavenly Demon Tribe woman will be yours soon enough now, right?"

Hao Yang chuckled at Xu Mu.

"What are you talking about, Senior? A pure person like me doesn't understand."

Xu Mu wore an innocent and naive expression.

He remembered giving him medicine to repair his spiritual power before, so why did he still look like an improper old man now?

"Old man! I don't know what you're saying, but I know you're insulting me again!"

Fu Jinyu clenched her fists, black energy emitting from her body.

"Stop pretending. When Xu Mu was in danger just now, your expression couldn't fool me. I know you love him."

Hao Yang looked Fu Jinyu up and down, grinning. "You're waiting for Xu Mu to make the first move, aren't you? Waiting so long that the wind tastes sweet and every blessing feels like a new year."

"You..."

Fu Jinyu didn't care about anything else. She could endure Xu Mu insulting her, but who did this old geezer think he was?

She erupted with power and attacked Hao Yang.

Swish!

Hao Yang's figure suddenly disappeared. He wasn't dodging Fu Jinyu's attack, but rather appearing behind Xu Mu.

Looking at Wang Hun, who was continuing his sneak attack on Xu Mu, he threw a punch.

Boom!

The entire ground trembled violently, and a terrifying heat instantly swept the surroundings.

A flaming fist nearly ten meters in diameter arrived in front of Wang Hun in an instant.

Wang Hun had no time to dodge at all. Right at this moment, a white phantom suddenly appeared behind him.

The white light transformed into a massive abyssal maw, swallowing the flaming fist along with Wang Hun in one bite.

Bang!

The light turned into a whirlwind and slowly dissipated. Wang Hun stood unharmed on the high ground.

Seeing this, a trace of excitement revealed in Hao Yang's eyes. "Could you be... Interesting!"

Swish!

A black shadow flickered, and Hao Yang instantly appeared in front of Wang Hun.

His fist was about to smash into Wang Hun's face before the ground he had just been standing on suddenly collapsed.

"You might find it interesting, but I don't."

As soon as Wang Hun finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace.

This person was very strong. Even if he could be killed, it would be extremely time-consuming.

He didn't dare to stay in the Kunlun Mountains for too long, otherwise he would be doomed eternally.

"A teleportation array? How boring!"

Hao Yang dropped down from the sky again.

At the same time, the original chaos in the surroundings gradually calmed down.

The sect masters and elders sitting in the front row, along with Yun Yao and other younger generation disciples, had already slain all dozen or so troublemakers.

"Hao Yang! You're not dead yet?"

In the distance, Ding Hong, the Grand Elder of the Cold Immortal Sect, walked over.

Hao Yang turned his head and looked at this old woman with completely white hair and an excellent temperament, grinning. "Little Honghong? I look like this now, and you can still recognize me?"

"I'd recognize you even if you turned to ash."

Ding Hong's face was calm, and then she smiled. "Do you have time to accompany me to the Cold Immortal Sect?"

"No! Your Cold Immortal Sect has too much Yin energy."

Hao Yang said lightly.

Beside them, Xu Mu was full of surprise. He didn't expect these two to know each other.

"Everyone! Please calm down. The evildoers are already dead. It's dangerous to go out; hiding here is actually safer."

In the distance, Duan Musong supported Jiang Cisui and shouted to the surroundings.

Hearing this, many of the people who had been running towards the outside of the array stopped.

But some still chose to leave first, including Wu Tian.

"Grand Elder, I'm fine now."

Jiang Cisui said softly, "I'm used to holding back usually, so I didn't use my full strength just now, but that Wang Hun is indeed very strong."

Duan Musong heard this and let go of Jiang Cisui. "I plan to go out and check the situation."

"I'll go too."

Jiang Cisui followed up.

"I also want to go out and take a look."

Xu Mu definitely had to go out. After all, he still didn't know Nalan Shisan's current situation.

"We'll go together."

The several girls beside Xu Mu spoke almost simultaneously.

To the side, Hao Yang nodded to himself. Not bad, not bad.

"No!"

Xu Mu spoke righteously, looking at the people beside him. "Sister, Wanyue, Xingluo, and Huihui, you four stay behind."

It was full of danger outside. In case Wang Hun hadn't left, they would still become targets.

Fu Jinyu and Tong Guoguo were different. Although their current strength still wasn't enough to fight Wang Hun, they should be able to protect themselves.

"I'll stay behind to protect them. Qing Yuan is heavily injured and shouldn't move around right now."

Ding Hong noticed that Xu Mu and Hao Yang had a good relationship, so this was also considered doing him a favor.

"Then thank you, Senior."

Xu Mu cupped his hands slightly, then left the array together with Fu Jinyu and Tong Guoguo.

Along with them were many young experts from various sects, such as Yun Yao, Yan Jingqiu, Wang Taolue, and others.

Hao Yang followed beside Xu Mu, drinking wine while looking Fu Jinyu and Tong Guoguo up and down.

"What are you looking at? We'll settle our score later!"

Fu Jinyu glared at Hao Yang.

"Tsk tsk."

Hao Yang clicked his tongue slightly, then said to Xu Mu, "Women are no good. They will spend all your money, damage your body, hinder your progress, and drain your spirit."

"Are you a eunuch, old man? Are you trying to pass on the way of castration to Xu Mu?"

Tong Guoguo frowned. She hadn't even provoked him.

Saying such things to Xu Mu right to her face, wasn't that just insulting her?

"Senior, didn't you say before that if you can't find a good woman, you should find a lot of women, that you shouldn't be manipulated by women, but rather have women on your left and right?"

Xu Mu asked with a smile, "Why have you changed your tune now?"

"Kid, having too many isn't good either. Every day there will be scenes of fighting for the microphone. But these two are okay."

Hao Yang took a sip of wine and chuckled. "Clear division of labor. One is Tian Jing, and the other is Han Dan."

His impression of these two women was alright. Earlier when facing Wang Hun, the two of them were clearly no match for him.

But they still dared to stand in front of Xu Mu without hesitation. Based on this alone, they were completely incomparable to those women who only cared about benefits.

Xu Mu was stunned for a moment before he finally realized what he meant.

Good heavens, this old pervert really knew a lot.

He secretly glanced at Fu Jinyu and Tong Guoguo beside him. Clearly, neither of them had caught on yet and were still pondering the meaning of that sentence.

Meanwhile.

The group had already stepped outside the formation, only to find the area in utter chaos.

Whoosh!

A dark figure suddenly darted right in front of Xu Mu.

Hao Yang, who was tilting his head back to take a swig of alcohol, did not even bother to look. His free hand shot out, instantly snatching the figure by the throat.

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