"Please!"

Spit out a word, faintly, leisurely, and Old Man Ye responded.

Go without saying.

The identity of the dignified head of the Ye family, how can he be swayed by a young man of martial arts in the world?!

In front of everyone in the family, if he, Ye Tianru, agreed to the request of the White Pavilion Master, where is the face, where is the authority of the family master?

Bai Che bowed slightly, said no more, and no longer had any expectations.

At this time, Ye Wen, Yu Qian and others were already "late".

With such a big movement, how could they not hear any wind......

When Bai Che saw Yu Qian and the others coming, he sighed in his heart, and his heart was good.

Immediately, he walked towards Yu Qian and the others, and the crowd got out of the way and made a passage.

No one dared to stop it, no one dared to squeak, even the eyes deliberately avoided Bai Che's gaze, which was a powerful deterrent that bloomed with great strength, just like substance.

Even the so-called backbone figures of the Ye family and the core members of the new generation cannot be an exception.

Maybe this battle was well aware that it couldn't be avoided, and Old Man Ye seemed to be very patient on his side, and he didn't make a sound, and he invisibly gave Bai Che respect. "I'm not sure ...... this battle"

He walked up to Yu Qian and Tang Wanrou, and while talking, his eyes still did not forget to sweep Xuan Xuozi and PHS.

Whether it was the First Battle of Nanjiang, the First Battle of Zhonghai or the First Battle of Taishan, he would at most appease Yu Qian and others, but he never said anything like this.

Xuan Xuozi has been following Bai Che for a long time, and of course he can hear the true meaning behind Master Bai's words.

"Master Bai, Xiaodao will advance and retreat with you, no matter life or death!"

The eyes are full of perseverance, and the heart is like a rock!

Xuan Xuzi was by no means hypocritical, and of course, Bai Che did not suspect anything.

He just walked over and patted Xuan Xuzi on the shoulder and nodded.

"Lord Pavilion, my PHS is not greedy for life and afraid of death, I am fortunate to be by your side, it is my PHS three lives! I am willing to advance and retreat together with the Pavilion Master! ”

At this moment, PHS and Xuan Xuzi are extremely consistent, there may be a little friction on weekdays, it is all harmless, after all, the backbone is the demon in the world in front of him.

One is an old man who regards Bai Che as his master's thigh, and the other is a die-hard fan who regards Bai Che as an idol, and the response of the two is also expected by Bai Che.

But he still has some concerns......

"What about you two? Now is not the time to be emotional, in this battle, the opponent I am facing is the strongest person I have ever cultivated, there is no luck, once I lose, I will definitely die, can you understand what I said. ”

Bai Cherou smiled, trying to suppress the emotions in her heart.

looked at Yu Qian, and then at Tang Wanrou.

If he can choose for these two beauties, he must hope that they will leave Qinling as soon as possible, otherwise once he loses, he will inevitably implicate these two beauties, with the Ye family's current "rumor" situation, no one dares to guarantee that the Ye family master and others will maintain any demeanor.

Killing decisively is the normal way of doing things at important junctures.

In other words, he is white, and he will not show any mercy, the so-called mercy and the so-called non-killing of innocents, that are all women's kindness, and they cannot be put on the stage. @精华\/Shuge*First update~~

"I'm not leaving!"

Yu Qianbei bit lightly, shook his head, his eyes lit up, and he was overbearing.

The shallow nature of this moment seems to have recovered a little bit of her when she "met" Bai Che in the urban village before.

The eldest lady of the Yu family in Jinling, after experiencing various things, under the appearance of a quiet guest, her inner tenacity and strength are even more fierce than Bai Che imagined.

Chapter 608: I'm Not Leaving