There is also a possibility that Ye Leng's relationship with Tang Yue was lost, which is the so-called frustration.

Ye Juntian suddenly became bolder, and he smashed into the Wuxia energy.

Soon, the peach blossom fan came alive on the wrist. Moreover, Ye Juntian deliberately let the peach blossom fan appear under Ye Leng's nose to see if this old guy reacted?

However, what made Second Brother Ye quite depressed was that the night was cold and he was still looking at the big iron furnace. It seems that the vivid highlights on the wrist are not interested at all.

Then be bolder, Ye Juntian made an amazing move. Directly destroy the Divine Grass and turn around in the iron shed. Several workers in the iron shed soon fainted and fell asleep. There was only Ye Leng and Ye Juntian left at the scene.

At this moment, Ye Juntian directly destroyed the peach blossom fan. Purple brilliance flashed, and a bright peach blossom flew out and turned into a fan in the air. The color is purple, and the peach blossoms on the fan are delicate.

"Boy, don't you understand the truth that wealth is not exposed?" Ye Leng's half-squinted eyes suddenly opened and looked at Ye Juntian.

"I'm sorry, the kid just got this fan-shaped weapon and wants to be proficient. I heard that this fan is called the Peach Blossom Fan. Ye Juntian said.

"Peach Blossom Fan, Peach Blossom Thief's Fan, I've heard of it. It is said to be a spiritual tool. However, you don't seem to have it all. "The attention of the cold night has been successfully attracted. He glanced at the shadowy peach blossom fan in the air.

"No, is it fake? Night Old, I don't understand what you're talking about, kid. Ye Juntian was stunned for a moment, wondering if he had really calculated for Tang Yue, and he had worked so hard to get a copycat.

"Hehe, true and false. It shouldn't be fake, but it's not entirety. Ye Leng actually smiled unprecedentedly.

"Could it be that this peach blossom fan is flawed, and the old man can see the flawed?" Ye Juntian was really confused.

"Hehe, it's not a mutilation. is in good condition. Night sneered.

"How can you say that the old man is not perfect? "Ye Juntian does not give up.

"Just because it's incomplete doesn't mean it's incomplete, just because the fan is intact. As for why the old man said it was incomplete, aren't you a genius? "The night is cold, as if I am going to sleep again.

"It's a bad part, it's not right. Poor parts are incomplete. And this one is in good condition, indicating that the parts are not bad. And the intact fan is not complete, is there two peach blossom fans? Like the Yin and Yang swords, they have to be matched together to exert the strongest attack ability, can't you?" Ye Juntian blurted out.

"Not stupid. Ye Leng nodded approvingly.

"Drop. I said how could the woman be so talkative. actually wanted to give me the treasure of the clan, but it turned out that he only gave half of it. This thing lacks the power of the matching thing, and it is estimated that it will not be able to play half of its full strength. Ye Juntian scolded deliberately.

The second brother is setting up a trap, wanting to arouse Ye Leng's interest, hoping that he can ask 'that woman' who it is, so that the topic can continue, and it would be more perfect if Tang Yue could be revealed.

Ye Leng and Tang Yue have fallen in love deeply, and it is impossible that there is no impression at all.

"Deceived by a woman, boy. There is a knife on the head of the color word, remember it in the future. "Ye Leng didn't even ask. On the contrary, it was a lesson to teach people, and Second Brother Ye almost vomited blood again.

"That woman is innocent on the surface, but she is still a saint. How did you think she was actually a liar?" Ye Juntian wanted to continue the topic.

"The saint is also a human being, and she can deceive people. There is no one in one's life who has not deceived someone. Boy, eat a trench and grow a wisdom, and the next time the concentration will be stronger. Don't see a beautiful woman who can't move her feet. That sub-mercury star is a pot of woe. "The night is cold, and the posture of an elderly man is cold.

"That woman's name is Tang Yue, and she will definitely settle accounts with her next time. Ye Juntian was deliberately indignant.

"She should be fine, even the spirit equipment has been given to you.

It's not a lie. Although half of the iron is missing. But. It's enough for you.

Otherwise, treasure is a curse. You're going to be killed. Ye Leng said. Suddenly, as soon as he stretched out his hand and grabbed the big iron furnace, the flames suddenly rose into the air, and the temperature suddenly rose several times.

Even Ye Juntian has a feeling that he wants to be roasted, and he is a super body comparable to the best weapons.

A twisted, tiger-shaped flame caught Ye Leng in his hand.

Then a cloud of energy slammed into the tiger-shaped flames. Then Ye Leng threw it to Ye Juntian. "Take it back and digest it." The old man has given you a simple refining, so it shouldn't swallow you back. ”

"Ye Lao, what kind of fire is this?" Ye Juntian looked at it and twisted it in the palm of his hand. Like the flames of a slap fire tiger, I was very surprised.

I don't know where the cold night came from. This fire is too pure, and the firepower is powerful. It is definitely a good product for blood cultivation that can absorb fire veins.

"I'll tell you when you can devour a real tiger-sized fire tiger. Otherwise, you won't understand it for the rest of your life. , I've got to rest. Ye Leng snorted and directly threw Ye Juntian out of the iron shed with one palm.

And Ye Juntian found out in the afterglow. Ye Leng just sneezed, and suddenly, the handymen of the Earth Martial Realm who were fascinated by their own Divine Grass in the iron shed immediately fell asleep.

This kung fu made Second Brother Ye shocked.

It seems that the legend that the Night Cold Gong Realm was abolished may not be true.

At least, this hand is estimated to be something that can only be done by a fourth- or fifth-level powerhouse of Tianwu, a master like Jin Vice Academy.

Because, now I have strengthened my ability to control the Mystery God Grass. At least it's close to Ye Hua'er's strength. Without the level of Tianwu level four or five, it is impossible to get your own settings so easily.

How high is the skill level of Ye Leng?

Originally, Ye Juntian wanted to use Tang Batian's Heart Transformation Technique to try the night cold, but after thinking about it again and again, he gave up.

Ye Leng must hate Tang Batian in his bones, if this guy starts a temper and thinks he is Tang Batian. A master like Ye Leng estimated that he could kill himself as long as he made a gesture.

Before he could determine the true state of Ye Leng's spirit, Ye Juntian would definitely not dare to use his mind to transform all things.

In the evening, Nan Junhou asked the chief housekeeper Cao Xi to drive over to pick up Ye Juntian back to his house.

It has been several days since he left the Hou Ye Mansion, and Ye Juntian also wants to go back to see Li Jing.

It is still Houdeju, and this Houdeju is a place where only the most trusted people in Nanjunhou can come.

When I entered the lobby, I found that Nanjun Hou Cao Xiaotian was actually sitting on the left side of the lower head, while the Great Elder Cao Feng and the head of the guard Cao Biao were sitting on the right side.

The big housekeeper Cao Xi sat at the bottom of Cao Feng, it seems. Cao Biao's status as the head of the guard is a little lower than Cao Xi.

On the chair in the center of the lobby sat an old man who looked a little similar to Nan Junhou. The old man was dressed in a silver robe and wore long bronze boots. Wearing a pale brass crown, the person looks mighty.

"Boy, why don't you kneel down when you see Ben Hou?" The old man who sat on the seat suddenly let out a loud shout, and a wave of air turned into a shock light that hit Ye Juntian directly.

"I don't know who you are. However, the status of those who can sit on the top must be honored.

But. The kid is a disciple of Houfu Keqing, not a slave of Houfu, nor a subordinate.

When I first joined Nanjun Houfu, I had an agreement with Hou Ye. If you always think that the kid is rude, or you think that the kid can only be a subordinate, the kid can move out of the Houye's mansion now.

Of course, the kid has always respected his elders. However, the kid won't be casual until he understands the situation.

May I ask who you are always waiting for?" Ye Juntian looked calm, steady as Mount Tai, and stared at the old man with bright eyes and replied.

"Good boy, sharp-mouthed and sharp-toothed. Lao Tzu is his father!" Lao Hou Ye is even more vigorous. The blood elements emitted from all over the body radiated throughout the lobby.

Even Cao Biao and the others have to resist with their bloody strength, otherwise, I am afraid that they will be shocked and fall off the chair, and the embarrassment will be lost.

Of course, the old man's momentum on Ye Juntian was even stronger and stronger. It seems that he will never give up if he does not overwhelm Ye Juntian and press the sticker.

Of course, the momentum exuded by the old man was purely a spiritual momentum. It is to shock you and make you faint from the aspect of mental power, rather than directly pushing you down or overpowering you with blood elements.

Second Brother Ye's temper has come up, if you are strong, I will be strong. The Fetal Light Avenue was destroyed to the limit, and the Xuanbai Taiqing Qi spread all over the body.

And. In a short period of time, Ye Juntian had already felt the Confucian momentum of Houdeju.

Because, Nan Junhou pays more attention to the cultivation similar to Confucianism. So. This momentum was quietly borrowed by Ye Juntian.

Therefore, in the powerful Taiqing qi, a generous Confucianism is also integrated.

Overcoming rigidity with softness, the momentum on Ye Juntian's body actually disappeared in an instant. He stood like an ordinary person in the midst of the powerful momentum of madness.

Immovable as a mountain, soft and transformed.

Ye Juntian destroyed the art of transforming all things.

"Old man, put out the fire, sit down. Ye Juntian's voice came out. It was as if the bell of the Divine Soul had struck on the sick body of the old man who had not fully recovered.

Suddenly, something happened that shocked Nan Junhou and all the people on the scene.

Under Ye Juntian's soft voice, the old man sat down involuntarily. It's like a very obedient child.。

"Father?" Nan Junhou couldn't help it and looked at his father.

"Hahaha, good, good. Attaboy. I like it. The old grandfather Cao Guohong slapped the coffee table, laughed three times, stretched out his hand, quite politely, and said, "Ye Juntian, sit! No, please sit." ”

This sentence of 'please sit' made Cao Biao and Cao Feng stumble again.

The old lord Cao Guohong was also one of the top Tianwu Realm masters in Qingzhou City back then, and he had dozens of iron-blooded battlefields, so he might not have been so polite even in the face of the King of Qingzhou. I can't imagine that a kid who hasn't grown all his hair is so courteous.

However, the next moment, something happened that almost made a few guys faint.

"Xiaotian, you go and move the chair. ”

Nan Junhou didn't dare to sweep the old waiter's interest, and of course he didn't understand what it meant. Honestly, he moved a wooden chair to the side of the old man.

"Ye Juntian, come on, come on, sit beside Ben Hou. ”

When the old waiter said this, Cao Biao really felt dizzy.

A few guys even wondered if the old man's old problem was about to attack.

"Why, do you guys suspect I'm going to have another seizure. No, no, no. Ben Hou is very sober. Ye boy, he deserves to do this. You'll understand in the future. The old man swept a few stupid clansmen, "Good tea, no, come to a pot of good wine." ”

"Old man, if you have good wine, the boy has it. Do you want to bring it? Ye Juntian asked with a smile. (To be continued.) )