Heavenly Star

“Because the Emperor of the South and the Emperor of the North have never engaged in a dust battle, and no one has ever seen their true strength. It is not convenient to judge their level of strength. Besides, they're all supermassive, and our secular rankings may not be right for them. But those who know that these two great things exist know that the power of the two great lords is undoubtedly divine, and may be stronger than the strength of the four great men of Heaven and Heaven.” Yevy said.

“Oh? In that case, when the Tianlong royal family solved the poison of the Southern Emperor during the Southern Emperor's crisis, and sent three heavenly offerings and countless palace experts to help the Southern Emperor defeat the Northern Emperor, it can be said that it completely provoked the Northern Emperor's" huge monster ". If the Northern Emperor's Revenge was concealed for many years, would the Tianlong royal family be in danger?” Ye Wuchen said without taboo.

Ye got angry a little bit and said, “Chen, you're right. This made the Southern Emperor owe me a heavenly favor from the Tianlong royal family, but it also provoked a terrible enemy. Although the Southern Emperor Zong has promised to strive to protect the peace of the Northern Emperor Zong when targeting the Tianlong Royal Family, it is easy to defend the city. Although the strength of the Southern Emperor Zong cannot be lower than that of the Northern Emperor Zong, if the Northern Emperor Zong acts in secret, with their horrific strength, it is fully capable of bringing down the Tianlong Royal Family before the discovery of the Southern Emperor Zong. We shouldn't worry if we don't mention it. The Emperor should have had a way to deal with it long ago. Chen, did you just mention that the peak irrigation * * is similar to the peak irrigation * *? ”

“Yes, not exactly the same, but roughly the same. Daiguo Irrigation * * My master can use it every 10 years, and after using it, I can pass on his cultivation, even various talents and techniques to me. Unlike the culvert * *, the culvert * * used by the master did not lose his cultivation, but would be weak for ten days, which would be the most dangerous moment of the master's life, because then he would be no different from an ordinary man. I also waited ten days before leaving when the master's strength was fully restored. ”

Ye Wuchen has never had any special reactions when ordinary people lie. He caressed his snowy hair and suddenly thought: When I was a little girl, my mother would always warn me not to lie... but in this strange world, I lied every day... there was a new home, a new identity, really tired... very tired. I don't know how long it will take for my people, for my heart to adapt to this world and this home.

“So that's it! Now I understand. No wonder you've grown to this point in such a short time. No wonder!” Ye Fu was finally perfectly happy, his doubts subsided and his face was gratified and gratified. He had no doubt what Ye Wuchen had said, because besides such an approach, there was no other way to teach a man who was a waste to be such a marvelous genius in a month's time.

“The Sword God is so grateful for this affection, let the Ye family repay this way!?” Ye Rage sighed. It is true that such great gratitude is truly without reward, even if they want it. The only thing that can be done is to urge Ye Wuchen to grow and let him live up to the Sword God's "cultivation.”

“Chen, if I see your master again, I must thank him well for my mother.” Wang Wenqiao said with a lot of laughter. After today, look who else dares say her son is bad. Today Ye Wuchen brought her a surprise, one after the other, almost causing her to faint in excitement. Until now, she had not fully awakened from the surprise, and even had a fantasy in her dreams. But thinking of the sad song "Front Dust Memory Dream," her nose was sore and she almost fell into tears. She could hear that he must have been bitter before. And the bitterness in the son's heart is always multiplied when it is passed on to the mother.

“Chen, what about old Lin's flame? Why can't I hurt you?” Ye Fu asked.

“This is bad luck for Old Lin. Master gave me something strange to eat and said it would keep me warm for three months.” Ye Wuchen sighed. Ye coddled snow gently * * with his fingers, deafening. She doesn't care if her brother is lying or not and why he is lying.

“No water, no fire?” Ye furiously shocked: “Such a monster!? ”

“Look at you, old man Lin, you have to respect him more or less.” Wang Wenqiao chuckled and said.

Ye Fu realized that his words were casual for a moment. He just had to laugh a little bit. Suddenly he looked straight again. "Chen, how did you get your invitation? I remember the invitations sent home, not yours. ”

“Oh, how did you know I had an invitation?” Ye Wuchen looked puzzled and asked. At the same time, he glanced at Ye Wuchen. Ye Wuchen did not shy away from his eyes and did not shy away from his eyes. Because of what Ye Wuchen said when he walked out of Ye Fu before and how proud he was in front of the college, he was convinced that his invitation had been stolen by Ye Wuchen this time.

“Yun told me.” Ye Fu spoke out and meant nothing to hide.

“Nobody prepared an invitation for me, and this one of mine came naturally.” Ye Wuchen took that golden invitation out of his arms and threw it in front of Ye Fu with an accurate finger. He said, “The Ye family forgot me, but my friend didn't forget me. This is what my brother Long Zhengyang gave me. ”

“Long Zhengyang? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?” Ye Fu read his name softly and immediately reacted. He also remembered that when he found Ye Wuchen, Long Zhengyang also said that he and Ye Wuchen were friends.

“Yes, Brother Long and I are good friends. Usually the brothers are proportionate and the prince is given a share.” Ye Wuchen said, then shook his head with some disappointment: “The Ye family is really strange. He has an invitation to pick up his godson, but his real son doesn't. Instead, he has to get it through a friend. And the godson lost the invitation, but went to blame the son for stealing his invitation, even to the elders, who also doubted their own son for this godson, funny and funny. Who the hell is your real family? ”

Ye Wuchen rose and left without a word in his arms.

“Chen!” Wang Wenqiao stood up in panic and shouted nervously: “It was my mother's fault that I didn't get the invitation, because she thought you didn't like going to that place, so... but she definitely didn't doubt you. ”

Ye Qi also stood up and felt guilty in his eyes. He sighed softly: “It was Grandpa who blamed you. Grandpa shouldn't have doubted you. ”

The invitation he had in his hand at the moment did bear the name "Ye Wuchen”, and there was absolutely no sign of any alteration being applied, let alone forgery.

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