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Looking at the giant tree, Ye Juntian's eyes appeared in front of a shed built by a European artist on the giant tree.

That's right, if you want to do it, you have to be a little artistic. When you come to the other world, you have to pull the wind.

Ye Jun made up his mind, as for the tools for cutting trees and wood, they are all available as an iron shop. Ye Juntian turned around and entered the blacksmith shop, brought a complete set of tools, and prepared for his own house-building business.

Ye Juntian had studied the art of Qimen Dunjia in his previous life, so he also had a dabbling in feng shui. Naturally, the choice of a location for your own wooden shed is quite good.

Just when Ye Juntian had just put up the first beam of the wooden shed, a fishy wind suddenly blew. Ye Juntian suddenly turned around and took a stride and bounced dozens of meters away. However, a black-scaled phantom flashed in front of his thigh, and he suddenly felt a hot pain.

When I looked down, I found that there were seven or eight shallow scratches on my thighs as if they had been brushed with a hard steel brush.

Ye Juntian was shocked in his heart, because he was now a silver corpse. Its physical strength is comparable to that of a very high class. Unless it is a half-spirit tool that destroys the sharp blood lines, it can hurt itself.

Sweeping around, I was even more surprised.

A strange thing wrapped in bark-like scales, with a head like an iron python, and four sharp crocodile claws, and purple eyes, was staring coldly at itself with a meter-long red tongue.

That guy is more than a foot and a half feet long, as thick as a small bowl, and his size is not particularly large. However, a fierce face. Moreover, Ye Juntian saw a trace of arrogance and disdain in his eyes.

Strange thing, what is there to be proud of a beast?

However, take a look at the momentum on this guy's body. Ye Juntian was stunned for a moment, because. It seems that this guy has Tianwu-level skills.

"Boy, what do you want to do on my 'Little Purple King's territory?'" It's dripping, this guy can actually speak. Ye Juntian was greatly taken aback.

Because, it is said that the blood beast that can speak human language is only possible if it reaches the blood mansion and opens the spiritual wisdom.

And the little color bird is an alternative. Of course, there is also the case that the Raptor Blood Beast has a noble bloodline. The beasts that can squeeze into the top 200 on the Eternal Bloodline List can speak human language when they are born.

Could it be that this strange Dongdong who looks like a snake and doesn't exactly look like a crocodile, has a very noble and pure bloodline, and belongs to an advanced breed such as ancient relics? However, if you want to say that this guy's bloodline is pure, he can't believe that he killed Ye Juntian.

Because, at a glance, this guy can tell that it should be a hybrid beast breed. To put it bluntly, it's a mongrel.

Unless the bloodlines of the two creatures of the hybrid are very noble, it is difficult to explain this phenomenon.

"I'm sorry, boy, I didn't know this was your territory. Boy, it's rude that I didn't come to the pier when I first arrived. You know the hut down the hill. The man's name was Ye Leng, and I was called by him to help. It's just that there is only one thatched hut here, so I have to build a shed and find a place to stay, right?" Ye Juntian said.

After taking a look at the thatched hut where the Little Purple Dynasty was cold at night, his body actually trembled, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

It's weird, this guy seems to be a little frightened by the cold night.

Hey, there's a way. Ye Juntian decided to give it a try.

"What did he call you for?" asked the little purple king.

"It's not that he asked me to come, it's that he invited me. "Ye Juntian began to play high-profile.

He ...... He actually invited you. How is this possible?" the little purple king had a pair of small snake eyes, and his tongue was snorting. It seems that people don't believe it at all.

"Our human race pays attention to seniority, do you understand?" Ye Juntian decided to continue fooling.

"Of course, it's not just you Terrans. Our purple-eyed snake and crocodile family is more senior. "The little purple king originally belonged to the purple-eyed snake crocodile family, and Ye Juntian understood it as soon as he thought about it. Dare to love this guy is a cross between a snake and a crocodile, and it should be.

"That's right, because. I'm a cold little uncle. When Ye Juntian said this, he quietly glanced at the thatched hut half a mile away from him, for fear that Ye Leng would hear it, and it would be unlucky.

It is said that an emaciated camel is bigger than a horse. Although Ye Leng is now a waster, God knows if this guy still has a little foundation.

A hundred years ago, the 'No. 1 strong in Qingzhou' could squash oneself with half of its strength. The strong ones who can kill the Jackdaws of the Nine Gods Burial Blood-Wheel-level Fierce Birds must be at least six rounds or more.

The Blood Wheel Realm uses the magic skills cultivated by martial artists to determine the level of the Gong Realm, and a magic power is a round of blood wheel. One more door is the second door blood wheel. So. It is called one round realm, two rounds of realm, three rounds and four rounds, and the highest is the six rounds realm.

Of course, this supernatural technique is not a simple martial art. It is his own exclusive supernatural power technique cultivated by the Blood Wheel powerhouse after the result of his own results. Naturally, the power is huge. Otherwise, how can it be called supernatural powers. Like the jackdaw's ice spirit supernatural power, it is a magical power.

Ye Juntian only learned that a little fur was infinitely powerful. If the jackdaw unfolds it himself, it is estimated that one side of the Ice Spirit Lotus Platform can freeze two or three miles of land as soon as it comes out. It was really one mile of ice and three miles of snow.

"Are you his uncle?" The little purple king's pupils actually twitched, and in an instant, it opened its mouth and laughed, and its waist turned around with laughter, and said, "Boy, I almost fooled you." ”

"What do you mean?" Ye Juntian looked at him seriously.

"What do you mean, boy, you really don't know how to write dead words. Ye Leng is said to be the strongest in Qingzhou a hundred years ago. It's comparable to my master. The little purple king suddenly closed his mouth when he said this, and, with some fear, he turned the little snake's eyes and swept around several times. As if they were looking for something.

"Can your master compare to the cold night?" Ye Juntian was a little surprised.

"No more nonsense, boy, you're a goof. You are Ye Leng's uncle, who is at least one hundred and fifty years old now. You're his uncle, hahaha, kid. If you want to fool me Little Purple King, you are too tender. Little Purple King's saliva sprayed three thousand feet, and a foul smell came out of his mouth, almost directly smoking Ye Juntian directly burping.

It seems that this guy is reluctant to talk about his master. There's definitely something wrong with that.

Uh-the-drop, mistaken.

Ye Juntian was shocked.

This thing rolled his eyes, and he also laughed wildly, and his voice was louder than that of the little purple king. And. He also laughed so much that his body swayed, like a small tree that was blown around by the wind.

"What are you laughing at?" Little Purple King was a little confused.

Lao Tzu needs you to be confused!

Ye Juntian sneered in his heart, and only stopped laughing for a long time before he said, "Do you think you are smart? Beasts are beasts, and you will never be as smart as the human race." What's wrong with me saying that Ye Leng is my nephew?"

"That's right. How old are you, and how old are you at night?" asked the little purple king with a sneer.

"Hehehe, Xiao Zi, Xiao Zi, you really don't know about us human beings. Ye Leng's father is called 'Ye Dang'. He married when he was fourteen years old and gave birth to Ye Leng. And the youngest brother of Yedang is my Ye Juntian. I was born when my mother was nearly 200 years old. Therefore, I am much younger than Ye Leng, but Ye Leng still has to call me uncle. Ye Juntian was shameless and talked about his seniority.

"Can you still have a child at the age of two hundred?" Little Purple King was a little puzzled, but he was not sure.

"To say that you are ignorant is ignorance, can a martial arts cultivator be compared to an ordinary person?

Ordinary people are still 100 years old and can have children. Warriors don't say two hundred years old. Even if they are 3,411 years old, there are not a few who have children.

Haven't you seen the old man have a child? Also, because of the cultivation of martial artists, their physical functions age later than ordinary people.

There are also people who are 300 years old who look like people in their twenties and thirties. "Ye Juntian is eloquent, in fact, this guy also muttered in his heart, can a two-hundred-year-old woman really have children?

Whatever, let's fool around first.

"I've seen that, and it is. I've heard of Chitose having children.

It is said that some mythical birds have to be pregnant for hundreds of years before they can give birth to a child.

But. Since you are Ye Leng's father, Ye Dang's youngest brother. Then why don't you have the surname Ye instead of Ye?" Xiao Ziwang's question came again, and he looked at Ye Juntian with a smug expression. It seems that being able to catch Ye Juntian's handle is quite a godly thing.

"This is even simpler, when I was a child, the night family was so poor that I couldn't even eat. As a result, I was given by my mother to a small rich family surnamed Ye to raise me. It wasn't until not long ago that he recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors, but this surname is not easy to change. Besides. Don't forget the people who dig the wells, and you can't forget the nurturing grace of others, isn't it?

"Well, you can't forget your roots. You shouldn't change back to your original surname. Little Purple King nodded.

"It's just that my original adoptive father's family was in the middle of the road, and now there is no one at home. So, the last time I came home and brought me out. Ye Juntian said.

"But he won't even make the bed for you. Your nephew doesn't seem to treat you well. Little Purple King said.

"That's not it, actually, it's not that he doesn't want to make my bed for me, it's that I don't want to sleep with him. Ye Juntian said.

"Why? Your nephew is very skilled. Xiao Ziwang estimated that he had suffered from the cold overnight, and when he said this, he shrunk his neck with a scared look.

"No, do you see if my nephew has ever married a daughter-in-law until now?" Ye Juntian asked.

"No, I've been alone for years. He's been here for decades as well. Little Purple King said.

That's right, so when I go to bed at night, I often think of other people as women and hug and touch and pinch them. I'm not good at that. So, just build your own shed and sleep alone. Ye Juntian said, almost laughing out loud in his heart.

"Ah, your nephew is fine. The little purple king suddenly became verbose again, and his tail was used to chattering.

"Well, it can't be helped. You say, if I sleep in a room with him at night, it will be a bad crime, right?" Ye Juntian looked innocent.

"Yes, you should build your own shed and sleep alone. We don't like that. Last time, there was a king of glasses who wanted to seduce this king, and he almost swallowed it directly to this little purple king. Little Purple King said.

"That's right, we'll be neighbors from now on. And we all have similar interests. They don't like men, and they don't like that. So, you'll have to do me a favor. Ye Juntian said.

"How can you help?" the little purple king seemed to be quite enthusiastic. (To be continued.) )