"You... let me go, and I will ensure the safety of your friends." The more the tribal saint thought about it, the more frightened she felt.
Biting her lower lip lightly, tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
When she was born, she was chosen by the tribe Teng Zu to become a saint. She has been respected by everyone since she was a child. She has never been so close to a man.
Still in this situation, it is clear at a glance.
"call!"
"..."
Ye Wentian raised his hand.
The quilt on the ground was wrapped around the body of the person in front of her again, and at the same time, a pure spiritual power merged into her whole body, unblocking her veins.
"Yongyue, this matter of dedication must be done voluntarily. Don't do this kind of thing again." Ye Wentian glanced at Yongyue in front of him and said with a smile.
"Um."
"Okay, next time I'll get it done first and then deliver it to Brother Ye." Yong Yue hummed and nodded, her eyes concealing her wisdom.
Ye Wentian looked startled.
Shaking his head slightly, he was too lazy to say anything more.
"We have guests arriving tonight."
"It's time for us to go out." Ye Wentian looked out the window, took it back, and walked towards the door.
Seeing this, Yong Yue quickly followed behind.
inside the room.
Not long after, only the tribal saint was left. She turned her head and looked out the door, with a complicated look in her eyes for the first time.
"Is this saint really so unattractive?" The tribal saint murmured in her heart. Women are often contradictory. literature
At this moment, she didn't know what was going on, and she felt an inexplicable feeling of frustration in her heart.
Outside the base city, the city gate opens.
As night fell completely, Feng Zhou, on behalf of the tribe, led Qiao Yu and others into the base city.
There was a long wait in the center.
Not far from the west corner of the city, Ye Wentian walked out of the night and his figure fell into view.
Yong Yue followed behind respectfully, while Li Qiye turned into a shadow and hid in the darkness.
At the end, the tribal saint girl had already put on her clothes and followed him unconsciously.
"His! As expected of Mr. Ye."
"As expected, I did what I said."
"..."
Qi Chong, the king of Zhenxi, Zhou Xiong, the chief of ten thousand men, and others could see at a glance the messy clothes of the saints from the tribe behind.
It can be seen that the action has been taken!
"Ye...Mr. Ye, you are mighty." Young Master Feng Zhou also noticed the people behind him. Recalling the rumors he had heard before, the reverence in his eyes became even stronger.
This Saint of the Frostwolf Tribe is a goddess who has long been famous in the wasteland of the entire base. She is the dream lover of many tribal warriors.
But usually, even the young master of the Tengmu Clan, Feng Zhou, must bow his head when he sees the saint, and cannot look directly at her for blasphemy.
"Ye Wentian." Qiao Yu's eyes trembled slightly.
After she saw who was coming, she couldn't hide the excitement on her face.
She couldn't help but rushed forward and stood in front of him. She was so excited that she wanted to hug the person in front of her, but then she seemed to think of something again, and her body stopped abruptly.
"I knew you wouldn't leave me alone." Qiao Yu pursed her lips. She was just an ordinary person, and the experience of the past two days had frightened her.
After this incident, Qiao Yu made up her mind that she must become a warrior even if she is not young.
Even if he is not strong, he will not be so passive when encountering such things in the future.
"No way, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been caught."
"How about coming to Donghai State with me?" Ye Wentian smiled slightly, looked at the person in front of him and said in a low voice.
Sister Yu was really worried about being alone in Xizhou.
She had no worries to begin with. She stayed in Xizhou or Donghaizhou, which was actually the same.
With her own connections, Nizi's dream trucking company can be opened soon after returning to Canghai.
"Hehe, that's a good relationship. You, the Great Flame Dragon King, can take care of it from now on.
Holding me. Qiao Yu smiled and agreed without hesitation this time. ..
Between the two of them.
Among the crowd in front, a middle-aged couple suddenly walked out. They looked up at Yong in front of them, their eyes trembling slightly.
"Yue...Yue'er?"
"Is that you?"
The leader, the woman in blue, had tears in her eyes, and her soft voice was obviously trembling.
Yongyue's eyes flashed, tears fell from her eyes, and the excitement in her heart was beyond words.
"Mom." Yongyue murmured softly and immediately moved forward.
"dad……"
A family hugging each other and crying.
Back then, the Dong family was one of the first-tier martial arts families in Xiyuan City. Now there are only three descendants left in the entire family, which is really sad.
After a hug, the Dong family quickly came to their senses and turned to look at Ye Wentian, with gratitude evident on their faces.
"Dong family, Dong Yong."
"Lin Cui."
"On behalf of the Dong family, I would like to express my gratitude to Dragon King Dayan for his great kindness." The gratitude on the faces of the couple was undoubtedly from the bottom of their hearts.
Together with Yongyue, they bowed to Ye Wentian.
When he came to the base city this time, Feng Zhou had already informed the Dong family and his wife about the matter.
"It's okay, it's just a little effort." Ye Wentian smiled and waved his hand.
Upon hearing this, the Dong family bowed again and bowed.
There was suddenly harmony in the base city.
at this time.
"That's almost it."
"Young man, are you the Great Flame Dragon King of this term?" A steady voice suddenly came from the front.
Everyone in the venue was stunned.
Now, how dare the tribal warriors be so rude to the Great Yan Dragon King?
"snort!"
"Bold!"
"This is my base city of Dayan. Which tribe in the wasteland are you a warrior? Don't you know your position? How dare you be rude?"
King Zhenxi snorted coldly, then stepped forward and shouted angrily.
In the field, the captain of ten thousand men and the tiger guards around him also took a step forward and locked their sharp eyes on the person in front.
"Frost Wolf Tribe? Chief, what do you mean by this?" Feng Zhou was also stunned. After he realized what he was doing, he frowned and teased the people around him.
All tribes in the wasteland have agreed on this exchange of prisoners, and they all agree that they must not be enemies with the Great Flame Dragon King in the future.
This matter was led by the Frostwolf tribe.
The attitude shown by the elder of the Frostwolf Tribe at this moment was beyond Feng Zhou's expectations.
"he……"
"Not from my Frostwolf tribe!"
The saint from the tribe at the rear stepped forward and frowned at the old man in front.
When everyone heard this, their expressions changed slightly.
