"yes, what's wrong?"

Jiangbian Yan had already heard some meaning, but asked rhetorically without leaving a trace.

If it weren't for the fact that he still had something to ask for, and he had taken a fancy to the rise of the Tiansang Spirit Palace in recent decades, he really wouldn't have come in person.

A letter asking for help, no matter how beautifully written, it would be nice to have an elder.

It's not enough to come to the formation in person?

Ye Xiaotian's eyes narrowed, he was really a little angry!

Holy slave!

This is a "holy slave"!

Is the Holy Spirit Temple crazy, an organization that can be treated with child's play?

It has been written in the letter asking for help that it may be the leader of the "holy slave", and even more than one person may have come this time.

These guys are not stupid, it should be impossible for them not to think that they would have to set them up in advance, and they will definitely be prepared.

But

There was a branch hall master? and two little children?

Are you enough for people to fight tooth sacrifices, thinking that this is a family!

Ye Xiaotian clenched his fists, this was originally a good opportunity to catch them all, and it was also what the Holy Spirit Temple had been longing for for a long time, otherwise that letter of help would not only be given to them.

But now

His heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden, and he suddenly remembered Sang Lao's words, the Holy Spirit Temple's free-range policy towards "holy slaves"?

Could it be that what Old Man Sang said is true?

This period of speechless silence was because everyone could see that Ye Xiaotian's mood was wrong, not to mention, this white-haired Taoist boy barely concealed it.

The anger of the young man in the back was already about to ignite his eyes, he had never seen anyone who dared to treat the Holy Spirit Hall like this, even if the white-haired Dao Tong in front of him was the palace master of the Spirit Palace.

"Ye Palace Master, depending on what you mean, do you think that the people sent by our Holy Spirit Hall are not enough?" his voice was a little cold.

The geese by the river chuckled in their hearts.

This kid is used to being pampered in the Holy Spirit Temple, and he dares to speak like this?

This guy in front of him is not an ordinary throne, even if it is an ordinary throne, how can this kind of real powerhouse who touches the Great Dao be something that you can refute inherently?

However, as soon as the young man's words came out, it was already difficult to recover.

Jiangbian Yan just wanted to speak, but Ye Xiaotian raised his hand to restrain him, and looked at the young man with interest.

"What's your name?"

The terrifying coercion struck, and the young man's body trembled violently, almost falling off the clouds, and cold sweat broke out.

But he managed to stabilize his body, realizing that this might be a test for his predecessors, after all, he had experienced a lot of this kind of small scene in the Holy Spirit Temple!

"Cheng Xingchu!" the young man's eyes showed a look of determination.

"Cheng Xingchu"

Ye Xiaotian tilted his head and chewed these words, and looked at the young man again, his eyes condensed.

Rumble!

The void shattered, and the clouds dissipated.

Cheng Xingchu's body was weak, and he completely lost his mobility, falling from the sky like a dead dog.

"Ahh

The cry of horror echoed for nine days, resounding and stopping the clouds.

"No!" Jiangbian Yan was startled and shot instantly, but as soon as his hand reached out, he realized that he had come to a hundred feet away.

The power of space

His pupils narrowed, and he realized something.

This is almost an invincible attribute of the same level, not to mention that Ye Xiaotian has already had a record of killing enemies at a higher level.

The white-haired Taoist boy in front of him is not a virtual throne, but a real reputation!

Cheng Xingchu felt as if there was a black hole sucking at him below, and he couldn't control his body at all.

One bows his head.

There really is a black hole

"it!"

This special mother's test is the test of the seniors?

"You're crazy! You dare to kill me, do you know who I am?" Cheng Xingchu cried out in panic, but he was desperate to find that his body still showed no signs of stopping.

Phew!

Darkness engulfed everything in sight

He's dead?

Cheng Xingchu's eyelids fluttered, and then he lifted it slightly.

The light came again, and the sky was still dim, but there was a beauty of life.

The focus of the pupils recovered, the riverside geese in front of him, and the indifferent woman next to him, Ye Xiaotian, who seemed to be about to kill, was still staring at himself.

“”

Dreams?

Cheng Xingchu wished that this was a dream at the moment, but the ridicule below reminded him all the time that his image was gone

"Hahaha, look, pee, pee?"

"Don't be like this, the person who comes is a guest, this is also a congenital poofhaha, no, I can't hold back, this is congenital?"

"Which young master is this, have you been weaned? It's really fierce to me!"

"Bah, you dare to kill me, do you know who I am!"

“”

Cheng Xingchu lowered his head, his pants had light water stains, and he swore that if he had a knife in his hand now, he would definitely rush down and kill those acquired ants!

Ling Yuan steamed the water marks without leaving a trace, and he took a deep breath, "I"

"When adults talk, children don't interject. Ye Xiaotian said lightly.

Seeing the pair of eyes in front of him that seemed to be hiding a black hole condensed again, Cheng Xingchu almost fainted on the spot, he felt that he was afraid that he would have nightmares in the future.

Damn Tiansang Spirit Palace, wait for me!

When I get stronger, shame on me

"Shame on you!"

A cold female voice sounded in his ears, the corners of Cheng Xingchu's mouth twitched, his Adam's apple rolled, and he found that he was still speechless after all.

Ye Xiaotian looked at the young woman.

The veil covers the face, the star pupils are strange, and the cultivation is mediocre.

He smiled at the riverside geese and said, "The disciples of the Holy Spirit Hall are really extraordinary, they are still noisy when they are in danger, and they are not shocked after encountering major events, such disciples are really rare. ”

"I look at this Cheng Xingchu, he has the qualifications to become a saint emperor, and the Jiang Hall Lord has to focus on cultivating. ”

The corners of the riverside geese's mouths twitched.

Ye Xiaotian stretched out his hand and spit out a word in his mouth:

"Please!"

The fingertips are facing the inside, but the meaning of chasing away customers outside the words, how can the geese by the river not hear it?

He also had a terrible anger in his heart.

This Ye Xiaotian is too faceless, could it be that with his identity as the master of the Holy Spirit Temple, he can't let him pretend?

Cheng Xingchu was scared in front of everyone's eyes, isn't this the same as falling into the face of a goose by the river?

He really wants to turn around and leave, what bullshit letter for help, help yourself!

But when he thought that his big thing had not been completed, the riverside geese were entangled again

"Please!"

There was a warm spring breeze on his face, and the geese by the river followed the direction of Ye Xiaotian's finger and strode into the void.

Ye Xiaotian was stunned, he hadn't done enough, or was this guy's kung fu really so good?

Please?

"Then let's go together" He glanced faintly at the young boys and girls behind him, and his body shook, and he went to the front to lead the way.

Cheng Xingchu looked confused, this person has sent guests like this, and he still goes in?

The hall master is pumping his brain?

The woman on one side had already floated away, and Cheng Xingchu looked at the noisy crowd below, only to feel nauseous.

This ghost place, he didn't want to stay for a moment.

"Miss Zhiwen, wait for me!"

The outer courtyard was silent again, and the arrival of the three white-clothed visitors was more to bring some after-dinner conversations, as well as to strengthen the strong hearts of these little guys who had just entered the Spirit Palace.

Only those who have stayed in the Spirit Palace for a long time, and the old fritters who have a little experience, are in a daze at the sky one by one.

"The Temple of the Holy Spirit?"

"How did these guys come to the Spirit Palace?

Tuk Tuk!

The broken willows on the shore of Goose Lake had rebloomed, and out of the shadow came a young man in sackcloth, who was on crutches and his eyes closed, as if he were blind.

With its head slightly lowered, the fat goose in the lake flapped its wings and opened its mouth to take a bite into the water.

However, the fish flew and dodged the fatal blow.

The blind young man stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the water, but he only touched the white jade railing to catch the water, and he was afraid that the whole person would fall into the lake.

The last rays of the sunset on the horizon are swallowed up, and the evening breeze is blowing.

"Late summer and autumn cool fish know the temperature"

"Are you here too?"

"Yo!" came a woman in unrestrained clothes not far away, with one hand on the shoulder of the blind young man.

"You're a contemporary, why don't I seem to have seen you?"

The blind young man looked sideways, as if looking at the hand on his shoulder.

Turning his head again, a face full of ugly scars appeared in front of the accosting woman.

Boom!

The woman fell to the ground in fright, her eyes full of horror.

"You, you, you"

"Excuse me!"

Just run away.