Ye San was speechless for a while, this is too bloody! What does it mean to communicate martial arts often, I'm afraid that I will be beaten often!

The middle-aged man continued with some sarcasm: "The Martial Arts Palace was built by the First Emperor of the Great Qin, standing on the void, between the virtual and the real. Anyone who has the talent to pass through the Martial Arts Palace can make a request to the current saint for the three immovable national capitals. I don't know who revealed this matter to the third young master, you really went to break in. As long as the people who have always broken into the Martial Arts Palace do not die, except for the successful ones, they will be randomly teleported to the surrounding forty-nine towns. ”

Ye San was shocked when he heard this, but he said quietly on the surface: "So you have identified the third master, and I am the third young master of the Ye family?"

"The third lady of the Nading family heard that it didn't look bad, but her temper was a little bigger, so you can admit it. ”

The middle-aged man said as he spoke, but his expression was very vigilant, as if he was afraid that Ye San would run away.

Ye San looked at the guarded appearance of the middle-aged man and understood that his cultivation was far beyond his own, and he couldn't go. So my heart moved, I happened to be unfamiliar with life, if I could mix up my identity, maybe everything would be different.

"Are you sure you didn't recognize the wrong person?"

The middle-aged man seemed to have decided that Ye San was the third young master of the Ye family, and opened his mouth and said, "I will never admit my mistake." ”

Ye San happened to be hungry at the moment, and with the concept of having a cheap advantage and not taking advantage of the king, he said directly: "That's good! Third master, I'm hungry now, you give me some food first." ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said to the young man, "Feng Yue, you go to Piaoxiang Restaurant to buy some wine and food." ”

The young man looked at Ye San, shook his head and said, "Pavilion master, don't be deceived by him." How could he be the third young master of the Ye family, he was here to apply for a sparring partner. ”

A trace of anger flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he glared at the young man.

The young man was not afraid, and continued: "He only has the cultivation of the first grade of the day after tomorrow, so what kind of existence is the Ye family, how can the third young master of the Ye family only have the cultivation of the first grade of the day after tomorrow?"

"What do you know! Everyone who is rumored to be out of the Martial Dao Palace alive will regress in their cultivation. More than fifty percent of people die directly in it, and thirty percent of them will become waste, and it is normal for him to be acquired. Why don't you go soon?"

When the young man heard the middle-aged man's explanation, he became honest and quickly ran back to the martial arts hall to get the silver taels and go to buy wine and food.

Ye San looked at the young man who was away with a smile and said, "He is not like your disciple. ”

The middle-aged man hugged his fist at Ye San and said, "He is my son, and everyone calls me the hall master in front of everyone." Please also ask the third young master to look at my face and don't worry about him. ”

Ye San shook his head and said, "Don't worry! I have already said before that the third master will not worry about children." ”

"That's good, the third young master, please!"

The middle-aged man made a gesture of please.

"Wait!"

Ye San looked outside and said, "Wumao, come here." ”

A dwarf around the corner quickly ran over.

"Who is this?"

Ye Sandao: "This is my entourage of the third master, called Wumao." ”

Wumao also hugged his fists at the middle-aged man and said, "I've seen the hall owner." ”

"No need to be polite, since you are the entourage of the third young master, let's go in together!"

The middle-aged man returned the salute, and several people walked towards the martial arts hall together.

There were about forty or fifty teenagers practicing boxing in the martial arts hall, and when they saw that the hall owner personally brought Ye San and Wumao in, they stopped practicing boxing and looked at Wumao and began to discuss.

"Is this person also here to learn martial arts?"

"That little man is like a ball. ”

・・・・・・

"Look at what you see, don't practice yet. ”

The middle-aged man shouted, and these teenagers honestly practiced boxing.

"I smiled. ”

Ye San shook his head and said, "It's okay, everyone has curiosity." ”

The middle-aged man took the lead and took Ye San and Wumao to a simple living room.

Let Ye San and the two go in first, and he whispered a few words to Xiao Si before following in.

"The third young master can treat this place as his own home, feel free. The food and drinks will come soon, and they will be waiting outside. ”

Ye San nodded indifferently and said, "The hall master is free." ”

As soon as the middle-aged man left the living room, Wumao said through the system: "Boss, what do you want to do?" ”

Ye San looked at Wumao and replied through the system: "Don't do anything, since the Ye San in his mouth is not only exactly the same as the third master and me, all the information can be matched, it is better to ・・・・・・"

Wumao said through the system interface: "It's better to impostor." ”

"Hey・・・・・・ hey"

The two of them laughed together.

Time flew by secretly, and when Ye San was about to get impatient, a few Xiao Si suddenly entered the door.

They each carried two food boxes and fiddled with them on the large square table in the living room.

After a while, a table of delicious and attractive dishes filled the square table.

There was only a small bottle of wine and two pairs of chopsticks on the table.

As soon as Xiao Si finished fiddling, he respectfully withdrew.

Ye San and Wumao were not polite, and ate directly on the table.

After the two of them had eaten and drunk enough, Ye San said through the system: "Wumao, you go back to the system!" This hall owner must have sent someone to inform the Ye family, if something goes wrong in the meeting, I can't guarantee your safety, third master." ”

Wumao also replied through the system: "Boss, I am a system elf, as long as you don't die, I am immortal and immortal, you don't have to worry about me." ”

"Damn, why don't I have this treatment?"

A smile flashed on Wumao's round face, and he said proudly through the system: "Don't be jealous, it's useless to be jealous." ”

Ye San looked at Wumao's smug appearance, and felt unhappy for a while, and looked at the closed door, making sure that no one would come in for the time being.

A golden character appeared on his forehead, and a golden light was emitted towards Wumao, and he took it in.

"Boss, why did you take me in?"

Wumao's voice sounded in Ye San's mind.

"Third Master, I can't enter the system store physically, so I won't talk about it. Not only can you enter and exit, but you are also immortal. Are you the boss or am I the boss?"

Ye San sent a voice to Wumao, and directly blocked his reply, and the Xuan character on his forehead disappeared.

At this moment, Ye San's heart was deeply hurt.

He won't talk about the system's various restrictions on him. One of TM's system elves, that is, his servants, is even better than his master.

This made him embarrassed.

Just then, the door to the living room opened again.

A burly man with a spear on his back walked in.

"Third Young Master, I finally found you. ”

Ye San looked at the big man with a gun in front of him, and he had doubts in his heart. Who is this?

The big man knelt down on one knee and bowed to Ye San: "Ye Hu, the captain of the Ye family's hidden dragon guard, has seen the third young master. ”

Ye Hu - Night pot?

This name... Ye San was dizzy for a while.

Ye San had a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, and was about to let him get up, and by the way, he would talk again. Unexpectedly, this big man suddenly became difficult, and his right hand was like lightning, restraining Ye San, making it impossible for him to even speak.