The room door opens.
The look in his eyes indicates that the battle is raging.
"You..." Ye Wentian paused and subconsciously looked up.
Saintess Shuangshuang trembled and her mind buzzed. It was difficult for her to understand why this maid chose to come in at this time.
"I'm afraid that she will be harmful to Mr. Ye." Yong Yue said truthfully with a blushing face.
Take ten thousand steps back.
This foreigner cannot take all of this advantage.
"unfavorable?"
"I'm like this, what's the disadvantage? You...you." Saintess Shuangshuang's eyelashes trembled slightly and she couldn't help but glare at the person in front of her.
Yongyue curled her lips, and then stepped forward. Anyway, she couldn't let this foreign woman be alone with Brother Ye.
between words.
The room door is closed.
Inside the house, the rhythmic clashing sound became a little more intense.
Time flies and one night passes.
In the small building of the base city camp, Li Qiye was waiting in front of the building.
Another two days passed, and Ye Wentian still did not come out of the building. During this period, King Zhenxi came more than once, but was blocked by Li Qiye.
Until the third day.
The door to the small camp building slowly opened.
"Old Li, let's go to Xuan's house first." Ye Wentian walked out of the building. After a few days of recovery, he was basically back to his peak condition.
The spiritual power of the Dong family's Lingquan has also been completely stabilized in the body.
"yes."
"..."
Li Qiye had no expression on his face, raised his hand and nodded.
Not long after.
King Zhenxi and others rushed over immediately after receiving the news.
Knowing that Ye Wentian was leaving, no one could try too hard to persuade him to stay.
"Mr. Ye, this tribal saint?" King Zhenxi took a deep breath, glanced at the person in front of him, and couldn't help but ask.
After the Great Flame Dragon King left, the Wasteland Tribe came to cause trouble again, which was difficult to handle.
It is best for tribal saints to stay in the base city.
"Her."
"Let her go back." Ye Wentian said bluntly, his face as usual.
As soon as these words came out.
King Zhenxi's expression changed slightly: "This..."
Don't wait for him to speak.
Saintess Shuangshuang suddenly took a step forward, ignored King Zhenxi and others, but slowly turned around, bowing to Ye Wentian with a respectful expression on her face.
"Thank you."
"I can't guarantee the Wasteland Tribe, but our Frostwolf Tribe will never disturb the Great Yan Border City in the future." The gratitude on Saintess Shuangshuang's face was all from the bottom of her heart.
In just three days, her strength has made a leap, which is almost equivalent to half a year of practicing day and night in the tribe.
Shuangshuang's knowledge was refreshed once again.
If it weren't for her special status, she would never leave the Great Flame Dragon King easily.
This is a living treasure of heaven and earth!
"Okay, goodbye." Ye Wentian smiled slightly and nodded.
If the Wasteland Tribe is really going to cause trouble, there is no use keeping this saint in the border town. Instead, it would be wise to put her back and let the Frostwolf Tribe contain other tribes in the Wasteland.
"you……"
"You said you would go to the polar wasteland, is that true?" Saint Shuangshuang pursed her lips and suddenly asked in a low voice.
"certainly."
"I, Ye Wentian, never tell lies."
Ye Wentian gave an affirmative answer.
We must go to the wasteland, but now is not the time. When the Xuan family's profound formation is completely repaired, it would be best to set up a sub-array in the wasteland.
Saintess Shuangshuang heard this, her cheeks turned slightly red, she said no more, and bowed again.
This scene.
King Zhenxi and others were dumbfounded.
"This expression!"
"Something's wrong...are you convinced?"
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Mr. Ye, awesome! "
King Zhenxi and others were just stunned for a moment, but soon realized that the person in front of them had not been out for three days, and they suddenly understood, and the reverence in their eyes became even stronger.
Mr. Ye is not only powerful, he is also a perfect life mentor.
If you can learn one and a half moves, you can use them for life!
"call!"
"Howling..."
The base city is mid-air, and the helicopter is ready.
After Ye Wentian said hello to everyone, he stopped talking and took Li Qiye to the plane, and Qiao Yu was also taken along with him.
Yongyue chose to stay in Xizhou for the time being. After settling her parents, she would go to Canghai to find Ye Wentian.
The base city was mid-air, roaring and echoing.
The helicopter took off and gradually turned into a black spot, disappearing from everyone's sight.
Direction, the main meeting city of the Western Zhou Dynasty.
Through the Xuanjia sub-formation in the city, you can quickly go to the Xuanjia.
Time flies and half a day passes.
Outside the territory, on the boundary of the Xuan family, the main formation at the entrance of the village suddenly flashed.
"Buzz!"
"..."
Accompanied by a buzzing sound.
Ye Wentian, An, and Qiao Yu walked out of the entrance of the main formation.
"Xuan Jingcheng."
"Xuan Ran, Xuan Yin, Xuan Mu, pay your respects to Mr. Ye."
"..."
The head of the Xuan family in front, along with members of the Xuan family, hurriedly came forward to pay their respects. The respect on their faces came from the bottom of their hearts.
The ordinary disciples of the Xuan family all around also bent down and saluted.
Ye Wentian waved his hand. He never cared much about these false gestures.
"Where are the people from Qinshanhe?" Ye Wentian glanced around, but couldn't sense the aura of that guy.
"Reply sir, Mr. Qin is waiting in the inner village."
"I'll send someone to notify you immediately."
Xuan Jingcheng, the head of the Xuan family, quickly raised his hand and spoke.
Seeing Ye Wentian coming back, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The Xuan family is now in a dangerous situation. Regardless of the fact that the Heavenly Palace is watching with eagerness, the high-ranking envoy may come at any time.
Mr. Ye's absence made Xuan Jing panic.
"No need." Ye Wentian suddenly smiled lightly.
"Ah?" Xuan Jingcheng was stunned and obviously didn't react.
next moment.
"call!"
"..."
There was a fierce momentum sweeping across.
The momentum was so strong, there was an unspeakable sense of suffocation, and everyone present, including Xuan Jingcheng, was trembling.
"Buzz!"
"..."
The sound of swords echoed.
Before the Xuan family could react, a force piercing the air came from the distance.
"Brother Tian." Li Qiye's eyes narrowed, and he felt the terror of the sword intent, and the indifference on his face became even stronger.
"It doesn't matter."
Ye Wentian smiled and raised his hand to signal.
As he spoke, he immediately took a step forward and raised his palm.
"Buzz!"
"Kacha..."
A sword light approaches.
The sword blade broke through the air, pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows, and was about to hit him when Ye Wentian pinched the tip of the sword between his fingers.
This sword is quite powerful.
The fierce counterattack air wave swept across, causing everyone in the Xuan family to retreat.
"This breath!"
"Heavenly Palace, Qinshan River."
"Did this person come to my Xuan family specifically to kill Mr. Ye?" Xuan Jingcheng's expression changed drastically. Based on his understanding of Tiangong, this is very possible.
"alert!"
"The disciples of the Xuan family have obeyed the order and are preparing to open the Xuan formation to suppress the enemy."
Xuan Jingcheng reacted quickly, and the momentum around him exploded. At this time, he must express his attitude immediately to avoid Mr. Ye becoming suspicious.
Xuan Jiawu
The people came forward one after another, with serious expressions on their faces, and the aura on their bodies exploded.
The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became tense.
Ye Wentian smiled and concentrated his strength in his hands.
"Click!"
"..."
The sword instantly shattered and broke, turning into ashes in the blink of an eye.
"Huh?"
"Awesome, back in Jiangcheng, you couldn't break Qin's sword so easily." A voice came from afar.
The words have not yet finished.
Suddenly there was a breeze blowing, and three figures suddenly appeared on the platform at the entrance of the Xuan family. ..
The leader is undoubtedly Qin Shanhe.
To his left, the short-haired beauty followed.
On the right side stood a middle-aged man in long robes. He glanced at Ye Wentian with a cold glint in his eyes.
"snort."
"It's just a little kid."
"Mr. Qin, I'm afraid I'm not qualified to compare with you." The middle-aged man said coldly, and his breath locked onto Ye Wentian unceremoniously.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the venue solidified slightly.
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