He Wuhen looked at it secretly and was also aware of the clues.

Luo Luo approached He Wuhen and asked in a voice transmission: "Young Master He, why did these people listen to your name and be so nervous?"

"Is there any?" He Wuhen asked knowingly, and smiled proudly: "I guess I was shocked by my wise and powerful appearance."

"Tsk, narcissistic!" Luo Luo gave him a blank look and showed a look of contempt.

Not long after, a hearty laughter came from the island.

At the same time, a golden figure flew over like extreme lightning and landed in front of He Wuhen and others.

"Hahaha, I don't know if Brother He is here. Wu Shen is missing and welcomes you. Please forgive me!"

The person who spoke was Jue Wushen, a tall, thin black and middle-aged man wearing a black vest and leather pants, and a blood-red cloak.

He is a famous Jue Wushen, who is afraid of many saints, and a powerful man with more than 800 laws!

The ancestor Gu Ling, Luo Luo and others all thought that Jue Wushen must be arrogant and ignored everyone.

But no one expected that Jue Wushen had no arrogance in front of He Wuhen, and even had a trace of fear and respect in his expression.

"What's going on?"

"Why did he respect Mr. He so much?"

A big question mark appeared in the minds of the Old Ancestor Guling, Luoluo, Changling and others.

He Wuhen smiled and nodded, saying casually: "Jue Wushen, you don't have to be nervous. I'll just ask for information and ask for two people."

"Oh, that's good, that's good." Jue Wushen breathed a sigh of relief.

But he immediately realized that he had said something wrong and quickly changed his words: "Uh, no, I mean, Brother He, if you have any problems, I have no choice but to say that I have no god to do it, and I have no choice."
Chapter completed!