Yuan Junyao was a little disgusted with the bus driver's behavior, and wanted to teach him a lesson, but Xia Tian held it down: "Girl, don't make trouble for me here."

"Brother Xia Tian, ​​who do you think that cripple is waiting for?" Yuan Junyao rolled her eyes and asked impatiently.

"I don't know." Xia Tian replied: "But it has nothing to do with who he is waiting for, as long as he can send us to the ghost market."

At this moment, Wang Crook suddenly heard from the bus below, saying, "Brother, you are here."

"Get in, the car is about to drive."

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but look out the car window. They all wanted to see who was so much face that they had to wait for him for so long.

At this moment, a figure had already gotten into the car from below. Wang Crooker followed closely and said, "There are all people here, drive."

The car started and left the antique street as quickly as possible. Only then did everyone see clearly what the person came.

This is a man who looks about thirty years old, wearing a white dress and looking very delicate and handsome, as if he had walked out of a comic.

The man's whole aura gives people a very strange feeling, and he feels like he is not as good as the world's fireworks. And his handsome appearance reveals the coldness of not entering the stranger.

"What a handsome brother."

At the first moment, Yuan Junyao was a little crazy, which made Wu Di next to him look depressed.

In addition, the man also had a black box that was slapped and one meter long on his back. This black box formed a sharp contrast with his white clothes, and also gave people a very oppressive feeling.

People in the world can definitely recognize it. It is a sword box, and the one contained in the box must be a sword.

"Brother Xia Tian, ​​this guy is actually more handsome than you."

Yuan Junyao pulled Xia Tian's clothes and expressed her inner excitement without any concealment.

At this moment, Xia Tian felt a solidified feeling. He stared at the man in white without turning his eyes. The surprise in his heart became more and more obvious. For a moment, Xia Tian almost couldn't help but walk towards the man.

"Is it him?"

"Brother Xiatian, do you know him?" Wu Di, who was standing beside him, saw something was wrong with Xiatian and asked immediately.

"I don't know." Xia Tian shook his head, but he didn't do anything extreme after all.

But at this time, some pictures were still flashing in Xia Tian's mind.

That day, he and Jiang Dao went to the ruins of the Xiang family together and met a mysterious man in white. Xia Tian fought with him, but was forced back by the other party with a sword. In the end, he didn't even see clearly what the other party looked like.

However, at this moment, when Xia Tian saw such a man in white, he intuition told Xia Tian that the man in white was the person he met at Xiang Family Manor that day.

Because the aura of this person is so similar to that of that person that day.

"It must be him."

At this moment, Xia Tian came to the conclusion that there might be two identical people in the world, such as twins, but the aura of each person is unique.
Chapter completed!