Platform with white gases.

People around them were shocked.

"who??"

Ghost groom annoyed.

"I."

The coming back faintly returned.

Shuihua Dazun and others were curious.

The ghost groom was suddenly realized and stared at the humanitarian: "It turned out to be your waste!"

"I remember this person, did he escape before? Why are you back?"

Moro chased with a smile, his face was disdainful.

"No matter, since this Sifang Xuanzhu is here, let him be buried with Bai Ye!" The ghost groom smiled.

However, when this was landing, Shui Huazun was so scared that his legs were soft, and he almost didn't kneel down ...

"Wait, you ... what are you called him?" Shui Hua said trembling at the ghost groom.

"The Sifang Xuanzhu?" The ghost groom said inexplicably: "Listen to my men, his name seems to be this."

"Four ... Sifang Xuan Lord?"
Chapter completed!