"You live in such a little place now?" Lin Batian walked into Fang Yu's house, looked around, and said in surprise, "This place is not as good as a study in the palace I practiced back then."

When Lin Batian asked his sect to build an extremely luxurious cultivation palace for him, it also caused dissatisfaction among the disciples of the sect.

But in the end, because Lin Batian's cultivation talent was really evil, the elders favored him very much, so the palace was built according to Lin Batian's requirements.

Once upon a time when the sea was in trouble, now when Lin Batian came to Fang Yu's residence, he felt a strong sense of contrast.

"This is just a temporary place to live. My home is in the capital, and it is quite large. If you have the chance, you can take you to have a look." Fang Yu said.

Lin Batian walked to the sofa and sat down.

Fang Yu carried Ye Shengxue to the guest room and placed it on the bed.

She was not seriously injured, she just needed a rest.

Fang Yu walked out of the living room and sat opposite Lin Batian. He was about to speak, but his brows frowned.

He felt that in a moment, the marks left on the bodies of the four men in black disappeared together.

He was killed again.

Fang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

It is indeed the style of the Demon Sect.

Such ruthlessness is no different from thousands of years ago.
Chapter completed!