"So, let's talk, esteemed Paladin. What are you doing here? What are you looking for? From the Ancient Elven Scroll to the new book that was just printed last night. Old Ward finally stopped laughing, and he wiped the sparkle from the corner of his eye.

Ye Wuxian really can't think of what kind of funny thing deserves him to be so open.

Old Ward said this, without stopping his movements, he casually pointed to a pile of books that still smelled of ink, and pulled one out of it and opened it.

"Oh, hell, the birth of a paladin is great, but don't spoil my lovely books. Old Ward's brows were twisted together, as if he had encountered something very despised.

Night Without Hatred, I saw that the title page of the book was printed with the large characters mentioned above about the birth of a paladin. From this incident, it is enough to see that the people of Myrry attach great importance to the paladin, but why is Old Ward so disdainful?

"Old Ward, although we have a good relationship on weekdays, we still have to be respectful when facing the paladin. Please don't insult your leader. Phoclow's words were full of warnings.

"Leader, my esteemed warrior, I'm sorry, I only have sleeves and no collar. Old Ward waved his hand indifferently, tore off the title page, and threw the book to Night Innocent.

"You!" Phoclo was furious and tried to rush forward, but was stopped by Nightmare.

Ye Wuqi smiled: "Old Ward, next time you wear a collared outlet, it's not good to get a cold on your neck." ”

Old Ward stared at Night Innocent, and Night Innocent also looked at him. This old man must have been handsome when he was young, and his upright facial features could not be concealed by the years. In this way, the two of them were in a stalemate for a long time, and just as Night Wuqiu thought that a flower had bloomed on his face, Old Ward coughed heavily, and then his chest made a bellows-like snort.

Night Innocent was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and Old Ward's thick knuckle fingers focused on the book he had thrown to Night Innocent earlier.

Before he could react, he pushed it away.

The little devil Jamie handed over the teacup out of nowhere, and Old Ward drank it all, and his face looked better.

"I'm old, and I'm useless. Old Ward's eyes wandered, and from time to time he looked at the book in Ye Wuqiu's hand.

Ye Wuqi was originally kind, but he was pushed and staggered, and his heart was already full of anger, but when he saw that Old Ward was behaving so strangely, he also temporarily suppressed his mind and became delicate.

"Say, paladin, what do you want me to do. Old Ward's eyes swept the book in Night's hand one last time, and he turned his head and climbed up the ladder.

"Old Ward, I'll come to you often. ”

Old Ward's rickety figure paused visibly.

"I need a book on Oriental elixir. ”

Old Ward slowly climbed up the ladder.

After getting the book, he returned to the Temple of the Paladins with the two. In the day since Ye Wuqi took office, he is not in a hurry to hand over all kinds of trivial things completely, because in his view, the leader is not only about his true ability, but also about the image that exists in the people. What he has to do is to select the best and the best, be a hands-off shopkeeper, and divide the overall power into several parts to be managed by different people.

Even if he lacks in the management ability of the upper position, he is a closed disciple of the Tianxuan Sword God after all, and he has been exposed to it since he was a child, and that kind of authority has affected Ye Wuxian with more or less rain and dew.

His entire body was shrunk into the throne of the leader, and below him were the members of the team, as well as several warriors who had emerged from the Minoan labyrinth.

There were four of them, one male elf with a longbow, a dwarven warrior with a giant hammer, one a flame mage, and the last one the Eastern swordsman who attracted the attention of the night the most.

Ye Wuqi didn't pay attention to them, although they came by order, but Ye Wuqiu obviously didn't give them enough respect and left them aside.

As for Ye Wuqiu, he was holding the "Qi Dan Yuan Xue ◎ Oriental Chapter" borrowed from Old Ward, and watched it with relish. He kept flipping through the chapter of the Quenching Bone Pill, and since he obtained the Quenching Pill from Taoli Villa, Ye Wuqi had never found the time to refine the whole piece.

The reason why it is very precious to the Quenching Bone Pill is very simple, it is of great benefit to the entry of the Angry Scale Black Iron Hand.

As the minutes passed, the night was carefully pondering the principles and precautions and other issues, and the people in the team who were familiar with him were also busy.

"Lord Paladin, if it's okay, I'll leave first!" the flame mage looked gloomy and said in an unkind tone.

With that, he turned his head straight away.

"Shall I let you go?" said Ye Wuqi as he slowly put the book down, revealing his young face.

The flame mage paused, hesitated, and sat back in his seat.

Restlessness, spread among the foursome. They looked at each other, and each understood what it meant to be innocent.

The paladins are obviously deliberately waiting for me! This is the new official taking office with three fires? Give us a dismount?

They looked at Phoklo, who stood next to the throne of the Night Innocent, as if asking for help, and Phoclo had a cold face and was unmoved.

The four of them looked at each other, elves, dwarves, and two humans, smiling bitterly as they groped for the intention of the night without hatred. Even the angry flame mage is like a deflated ball at this moment, and he can't retreat or advance, it's really a torture.

"If any of the four of you have any objection and defeat me Phocloe, you can go straight away. Phoclo said coldly.

Originally, the four of them were overjoyed when they spoke, but when they heard the meaning of the words, they were depressed, and they scolded angrily in their hearts: "If I can beat you in the face of the ice cube, I will still walk out of the Minoan labyrinth behind you?"

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to know what the Paladin's purpose is in summoning us here and ignoring them. The bold and rugged dwarf clenched his fists at the night without hatred, and said with a big grin.

Ye Wuqi glanced away from behind the book, and then slowly closed the book. He stretched his waist and sat upright, saying, "Will you follow me?" ”

The four of them looked at each other, and the dwarf bowed his head and clenched his fists, "The people of Myrry are willing to follow the Paladin. ”

Ye Wuqi interrupted the dwarf's words like a fly, and he said with disdain: "No one is a child, don't say those polite words, the people, with limited vision, are too restricted by the direction of the wind." What I ask is whether you would like to be warriors who are directly under my command. Just like Folklo. ”

The four of them looked up in amazement.