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Chapter 234

Of course, Heilong knew that his little trick could only deceive the brothers who trusted him completely, and could not be hidden from an old man like Hua Han, so when facing Hua Han, he did not dare to look at Hua Han.

He was afraid that his eyes would anger Hua Han if he was not careful.

Heilong knew it very well.

He could not afford to offend Huo Jilin and his group.

Even if the group of people from Zhalong Mountain came together, they would not be able to hurt Huo Jilin at all.

At this time, Huo Jilin, who was still in his room, yawned: "We have been busy for so long today, aren't you tired?"

Wang Kaixuan immediately came to Huo Jilin and pinched his shoulders: "No matter how tired we are, how can we be as tired as you, Master Huo? Let me pinch your shoulders, Fatty, and have a good sleep at night. If there is anything, we will talk tomorrow."

Hu Bayi's facial features shrank into a ball: "Fatty, I have known you for so many years. Why don't you pinch my shoulders?"

Wang Kaixuan's mouth corners almost rose to his temples; "Old Hu, Master Huo has suffered a lot today. He encountered so many strange things, this is what he deserves."

Although Wang Kaixuan usually looks like a rough man, his massage technique is still really impeccable.

Huo Jilin nodded: "Indeed, my shoulders are a little sore today."

After hearing what Huo Jilin said, Wang Kaixuan immediately looked at Hu Bayi: "Old Hu, what are you doing there? I tell you, don't just sit there, come and give Master Huo a leg massage."

When Huo Jilin thought of a grown man massaging his legs, he couldn't help but feel a chill.

If a beautiful girl with fair skin and long legs came to do this, it would be extremely enjoyable.

But if it was a rough man, forget it.

Huo Jilin waved his hands repeatedly: "Forget it, forget it, don't come, it's getting late, cherish the bed you still have now, and don't know how long it will take for you to sleep in it next time."

Wang Kaixuan hummed, thinking it made sense: "Mr. Huo, you are right, but there is such a big insect corpse outside your room, will you feel uncomfortable when you sleep? Otherwise, change the room?"

Huo Jilin yawned: "Okay, but it's not necessary. The bed has been cleaned up, and I'm too lazy to change it."

Wang Kaixuan responded happily: "Okay, Mr. Huo, then Lao Hu and I will go back to the room first."

Shirley Yang, who had been staying at the door, nodded to Huo Jilin: "Mr. Huo, then I will go back to sleep too, good night."

Huo Jilin smiled: "Yeah, good night."

After Hu Bayi and the other three went out, Huo Jilin closed the window and fell asleep soon.

The next day, the sun shone on Huo Jilin's face through the thin window paper.

Huo Jilin raised his hand to cover his eyes and slowly opened his eyes.

He didn't know how long he had slept, but he was still a little sleepy.

But the sun outside was dazzling, and this thin window paper couldn't block the sun at all.

The bed he slept on was just opposite the window, and no matter what position he slept in, the sun would shine into his eyes.

Huo Jilin rubbed his eyes and sat up.

Sitting was boring, so Huo Jilin pushed open the door.

In the corridor, the body killed by the ghost bride last night had been cleaned up, and a high mound of earth was piled up in front of him.

In the corridor, Shirley Yang was lying on the railing alone, quietly enjoying the beautiful scenery outside.

As soon as she heard the door open, Shirley Yang turned around and looked at Huo Jilin with a smile: "It's so early, Mr. Huo, do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Huo Jilin shook his head: "No, why are you here so early?"

Shirley Yang stretched: "I woke up a long time ago, and I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning. There's nothing to do lying down, so I might as well get up and get some fresh air."

Huo Jilin pointed to the railing: "This railing has been in disrepair for a long time, and it's probably very fragile. Be careful. If you fall from here, you might sprain your ankle at best, or even die at worst."

Shirley Yang certainly knew the principle of listening to advice and eating a full meal, and immediately took a step forward: "Thank you Mr. Huo for reminding me."

Huo Jilin looked at the room next to him and saw that several doors were tightly closed, so he asked: "They haven't gotten up yet, have they?"

Shirley Yang shrugged: "I don't know. When I got up, I didn't see any movement."

Huo Jilin smiled: "Then let them sleep for a while."

After chatting with Shirley Yang for a while, there was movement in the room.

Wang Kaixuan walked out of the room with messy hair. After seeing Huo Jilin and Shirley Yang, he looked puzzled: "Mr. Huo, Shirley Yang, why did you get up so early? Fatty, I'm still sleepy now."

Shirley Yang was in a good mood and smiled at Wang Kaixuan: "SinceI am still sleepy, why don't I sleep a little longer? After today, I may not be able to sleep well before leaving the Worm Valley. "

Wang Kaixuan waved his hand quickly: "No, no, business is more important, Lao Hu is still putting on shoes inside."

While speaking, Wang Kaixuan's eyes turned again: "They are not up yet, right? Otherwise, I will go and call them?"

Huo Jilin looked up at the time: "It's almost time, go and call them, we will set off early, it would be best if we can reach the tomb of King Xian today."

Wang Kaixuan yawned heavily and walked towards other rooms.

After shouting and knocking on the door for a long time, everyone was gathered together.

Hua Han came out sleepily, looked at Huo Jilin, and raised his left hand: "Good morning, Mr. Huo."

Huo Jilin smiled slightly: "Good morning."

After everyone arrived, Shirley Yang took out the human skin map: "Let's go. "

The group walked on the road in a mighty manner.

In order to relieve fatigue, everyone exchanged a few words from time to time, cheering each other up to stabilize the morale of the army.

After all, the group of people in Zhalong Mountain suffered heavy losses.

No one knew whether they could walk out of the Worm Valley alive.

Heilong quietly killed his two injured brothers last night. He was in a good mood and began to hum a ballad that Huo Jilin and his group could not understand while walking.

Hua Han curled his lips: "What is this song? It's really ugly."

Wang Kaixuan approached Hua Han: "What's the matter? Fatty, let me sing a song for you?"

Hua Han looked at Wang Kaixuan in disbelief: "No way? You still have this skill?"

Wang Kaixuan patted his chest: "That's right, if you don't believe it, go ask Lao Hu, when I was sent to work in Inner Mongolia, I was a generation of singing king. "

While talking, Wang Kaixuan began to hum:

"Fake cigarettes, fake alcohol, fake friends~fake friends~"

"Fake love, fake intentions, fake tenderness~"

"Take me to your house~"

"In the middle of the night~you drove me away~"

Before Wang Kaixuan finished singing, Shirley Yang immediately covered her ears: "Fatty, stop singing, please, do you know that others sing for money, but you really want to die by singing."