"Sure enough, what was supposed to come has come?"
The papermaker had just finished tying up a paper man when he suddenly felt something and looked towards the door.
At this moment, there was a crisp knock on the door.
"Come in, the door is unlocked," said the papermaker.
With a creaking sound, the courtyard door opened and a person walked in.
"It's you?!"
Looking at the person who came in, the papermaker's pupils shrank and his hands paused. I don't know if it was shock, surprise, or something else?
"It's me, junior Ye Qing, I've met senior!"
The visitor cupped his hands and smiled: "Senior, are you surprised to see me?"
The visitor was naturally Ye Qing.
"It's you." The papermaker's eyes showed a dangerous light: "How dare you appear in front of me?"
To be honest, he had guessed a lot of possibilities, but he never expected that the person coming would be Ye Qing?
This was something he never thought about, but it just happened.
Therefore, he was both shocked and angry!
What surprised him was that it was Ye Qing who came. What shocked him was that Ye Qing could actually find his hiding place?
The angry one is a little grand master, oh no, he is now a semi-saint, how dare he appear in front of him?
Revenge or provocation?
Even though he is seriously injured now, even though his strength is greatly damaged, he is still not something that a Half-Saint can provoke?
Ye Qing asked: "Why don't you dare?"
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
The papermaker said coldly, showing a terrifying aura: "Or do you think I can't kill you now that I'm injured?"
"Not afraid."
Ye Qing was unmoved: "Senior doesn't dare to kill me, and he can't kill me either."
"Haha...hahaha..."
The papermaker laughed loudly, and the laughter was full of sarcasm and disdain. As the papermaker laughed, dozens of papermen came from all over the place.
He walked out and surrounded Ye Qing.
Every paper man has an aura that is no less than that of a real person.
"What makes you think that I don't dare to kill you, and what makes you think that I can't kill you?"
"Is this okay?" Ye Qing smiled slightly and snapped his fingers. With the snap of his fingers, terrifying qi energy burst out around the small courtyard.
"It doesn't seem possible." According to the papermaker's mental perception, around his small courtyard at this moment, there are at least Qi machines that are no less powerful than those of the Great Master and the Great Master.
But he still ignored these people. No matter how many ants there were, they were just ants.
"Oh, no, right?"
Ye Qing touched his nose and shook his fingers, and saw someone walking in from outside the door.
The moment the other party appeared, the papermaker suddenly felt his hair standing on end, and his hair stood on end. It was the feeling of a jackal meeting a tiger.
Therefore, there is no doubt that it is a saint who comes, a saint like him.
In fact, that person's body was as injured as him.
"With him, is it enough?"
Ye Qing said: "Oh, come to think of it, senior doesn't know who he is."
"Allow me to introduce him. He is the owner of West Wind Inn."
"The owner of the West Wind Inn?" The papermaker finally broke his guard and said in disbelief: "How come you are together? Don't you have a grudge?"
"He has a grudge. He came to kill me, and then he was caught by us."
Ye Qing's voice was slow and gentle, but the words he spoke were like a thunderbolt from the clear sky: "He is now my prisoner."
"Captive? You captured Xifeng's boss alive?"
The papermaker was beyond shocked, and only then did he realize that something was wrong with the saint in front of him. His eyes were dull and lifeless, like a puppet.
this
It undoubtedly proved what Ye Qing said from the side.
"To correct you, it's not the boss of Xifeng, but the boss of Xifeng Inn."
Ye Qing continued: "Xifeng actually has two bosses, one is the owner of the Xifeng Tavern, and the other is the owner of the Xifeng Inn. This is the one in front of you, but the world only knows one but not the other."
"By the way, these two people are both saints. It's a pity that when we fought with the owner of the West Wind Tavern, we accidentally killed him and left no bones. Otherwise, seniors would be able to see their true nature now. It’s okay.”
"This... this is impossible?" The papermaker suddenly stood up, even knocking over the desk in front of him because of his too big movements.
Ye Qing said leisurely: "It's now time, do I need to lie to senior?"
"Yeah, it's not necessary."
The papermaker was stunned. Regardless of whether what the other party said was true or false, the saint in front of him was the real deal and could not do anything false.
If it were just Ye Qing and the others, he could still ignore them regardless of his conscience, but with this saint, he had no chance of winning.
Therefore, whether what the other party says is true or false, or whether the person in front of him is true or false, it has no meaning to him.
Ye Qing looked at the papermaker and continued: "Now, senior, do you think it's enough?"
"That's enough." The papermaker was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "So, do you want to kill me?"
"Senior has misunderstood." Ye Qing said with a smile: "I am here to visit senior, not for revenge."
"Visit?" The papermaker sneered: "The way you visit is really special."
"Whatever you want to do, just say it, no need to beat around the bush!"
"The seniors are quick to talk to others, so the juniors will not
Hidden and tucked away. "
Ye Qing cupped his hands and said: "This junior is here to sincerely invite the seniors to be my protectors, to protect my way and protect the law, and to ascend to the sky."
"It turns out that this is your purpose." The papermaker was stunned at first, and then said sarcastically: "Protect the Tao and protect the law, I'm afraid you are a slave!"
"If seniors want to think so, it's not impossible." Ye Qing said.
The papermaker looked disdainful: "Do you think I will agree?"
Ye Qing thought about it seriously and said, "I think senior will agree."
The papermaker said, "Why do you think I will agree?"
Ye Qing smiled and said: "At this moment, the senior's life and death are all in the junior's thoughts."
"Hahaha..." Hearing this, the papermaker laughed, his laughter full of disdain: "You can control my life, how can you control my death?"
"If I want to die, what can you do to me?"
Ye Qing raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Senior is joking. If senior wants to die, I'm afraid it won't be that easy!"
"Come to think of it, senior doesn't want to be like him. Life is not life, death is not death, life is worse than death."
Ye Qing pointed to the owner of Xifeng Inn beside him.
The papermaker's pupils shrank and he said nothing, seemingly angry but also hesitant.
"In fact, senior does not need to be so disgusted. As long as senior agrees to junior's request, junior will treat senior with courtesy. Senior only needs to protect my safety. Senior can do other things if he wants to do it. If he doesn't want to do it, he can't do it. It's all It’s up to seniors to do it voluntarily.”
Ye Qing continued: "In addition, the junior can also agree to the senior. When the junior becomes a saint, the senior will be free."
"Ha...that means, if you don't become a saint, I will be your slave for the rest of your life." Papermaker
Sneered.
"He's just a saint. This junior still has some confidence."
Ye Qing smiled slightly and said confidently: "And this day will never last long."
