The next moment, he was standing in front of the coquettish proprietress Jin Xiangyu.
Jin Xiangyu had a bitter look on her face: "If you come to me to reminisce about old times, of course I would be happy. I wouldn't mind crawling into my bed in the middle of the night. But this is against the rules..."
Jun Aohan's masked face showed no expression at all.
"Tell me, give it or not?"
She covered her face with her hands and quickly threw a piece of paper on the table.
"Leave quickly and don't say you know me again!"
A moment later, Jun Aohan appeared in front of Aofeng, holding a portrait in his hand.
"Even if I search the entire Fengyi City, I still have to find this person!"
He said coldly: "I don't care whether you live or die!"
In his heart, he was actually a little nervous.
It had been a long time since he had been threatened with death.
Especially this time the threat actually comes from the Killer Guild!
This mysterious organization spread across the entire continent has countless helpers.
What if someone really takes over this task this time?
If it were before, he would just laugh it off.
Come on, if you want to fight, then fight!
But it's different now.
In his heart, there is already someone he cares about...
He wants to nip all dangerous possibilities in the bud.
And he was even more afraid, what if this person couldn't deal with him and turned around to deal with Ye Qingli?
"If you can't get him alive, bring him dead!"
The moment Jun Aohan left the Killer Guild, he was in the corner of the hall.
Suddenly a young man with an unattractive appearance stood up.
He was wearing a black raincoat and a long bamboo hat, so it was impossible to see what he looked like.
He picked up the long sword placed on the table, and soon, his figure disappeared into the small room.
Not long after, the mission text that was originally shining on the notice board suddenly dimmed.
This means that someone has already taken this task.
This kind of thing happens countless times every day, and these killers are all used to it.
However, when someone accidentally glanced at the notice board, he immediately screamed.
"That mission... someone took it!"
"Looking at you who have never seen the world, what is there to make a fuss about?"
"That's the mission...to kill the Ghost King!"
Everyone looked at it together.
Sure enough, the text had changed color.
This means that someone really took over this task!
You know, in the entire Daluo, no one has been able to complete the Seven Flames mission for a long time!
This is something that only a few strong men on this continent can do!
"Who is so cheating?"
"Could it be that they are the legendary Seven Flame Killers?"
"Why did they come to Fengyi City!"
Everyone was talking about it, but no one noticed the inconspicuous young man who quietly walked out of the crowd.
He quietly left the Killer Guild and took off the hat on his head in a deserted place.
Her long snow-white hair fluttered in the wind.
"Could it be the person I've been looking for?"
He muttered silently.
"Don't let me down..."
Jun Aohan was standing in Emperor Yun'an's study at this time.
There was an icy aura all over his body.
Even the guards around him all left far away.
Otherwise, they were afraid that they would be torn into pieces by the murderous aura of His Highness the Ghost King.
