The Baoshan martial arts tournament is over, and the name Ip Mantian will resound throughout Donghai Prefecture from today. The invitations and solicitations of the major forces were all rejected by Ip Mantian one by one.

It was too noisy on Baoshan, and after the martial arts meeting, Ye Wentian and the Zhuo family returned to Baoshan Village.

Zhuo Langhua's face was full of nervousness, and he hurriedly arranged a family banquet. He never expected that after the Baoshan Martial Arts Meeting, Ye Wentian refused the invitation of many bigwigs in Donghai Prefecture and came to his house with a face.

This made Zhuo Langhua panic.

"Lord Dragon King, I was clumsy before, and I didn't know the real dragon, so don't take it to heart." Zhuo Langhua bent down to toast and hurriedly apologized.

Everything on Baoshan is still vivid, and the shock in his heart is still difficult to hide.

"Uncle Zhuo, you still call me Xiao Ye."

"I have a relationship with Xiang'er, Uncle Zhuo has seen the outside." Ye Wentian raised his glass and returned the salute with a smile. My impression of the Zhuo family is still wrong.

As a father, Zhuo Langhua has done nothing wrong. Hear this. Zhuo Langhua relaxed a little.

Or a girl has the ability! This son-in-law of the dragon king can easily let go.

"Xiao Ye, Uncle Zhuo still has something to do, you young people have a good chat, look at this wine, this is our own apricot blossom brew in Baoshan Village, and it has nothing to sell elsewhere."

"You drink more with Xiang'er."

"my daughter, the village just came to us and said that they were discussing whether our village should change its name." Zhuo Langhua said.

Hurriedly pulled the woman next to him to get up and walked towards the door. Before leaving. Zhuo Langhua squeezed his eyes at his daughter.

In the house, soon only Ye Wentian and Zhuo Hanxiang were left. The table is full of dishes, the apricot blossom brew is filled with a rich mellow fragrance, accompanied by the beautiful women beside you, and the beauty is delicious!

Zhuo Hanxiang's cheeks were flushed and she came up. The lowered body and the snow-white ravines are quite attractive.

"My dad is right, this apricot blossom stuffed is somewhere else, and it really doesn't have to be sold, how does it feel?" Zhuo Hanxiang muttered softly and helped Ye Wentian fill the wine glass.

was very bold and sat on Ip Mantian's lap. The wine is fragrant, fragrant, tangy.

"White ...... No, I mean it's very fragrant, eh, it's so white. Ye Wentian swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He has a special physique, how can he be stimulated like this. The lower body unconsciously propped up. Zhuo Hanxiang's body trembled slightly, she had no intention of going down, and her cheeks were a little redder.

Despite the tight skirt. The hardness she felt was real.

"When are you going to go to Canghai City?" Zhuo Hanxiang's cheeks flushed, and she deliberately changed the topic. Between the words, the lower body twisted and rubbed casually.

"Tomorrow, no hurry, no hurry." Ye Wentian was eating vegetables, and sometimes a cup of apricot blossoms was stuffed.

The softness underneath the body is sometimes stimulated. Seriously! It's a different flavor.

"Hmm...... Yes! ”

"Then you, eat more dishes, the apricot blossom stuff is really good, wait...... I'll be in the city in a few days and bring you a few bottles. Zhuo Hanxiang clamped her legs and spoke a little slurred.

Those moving eyes are a little more confused.

"That's a good feeling, next time you go to my house to drink, my house is super big." Ye Wentian responded with a smile. The two chatted while eating.

Until there were only unfinished dishes on the table, a few empty wine bottles. It wasn't until the back room that there was a rhythmic crashing sound.

The night in Baoshan Village is quiet and peaceful. The bigwigs from all parties who came to participate in the martial arts conference had already left Baoshan.

The mountain village has returned to its former calm. Compared with this calm, this night, the sea of slaughter, the undercurrent surged, Tu Hong dragged his seriously injured body, and gathered all the core clansmen of the slaughter family.

"It's all here." Tu Hong whispered, his expression solemn, and he couldn't see that he was injured. His gaze swept to the core clan of the Tu family around him.

The Tu family's face changed a little. At the Baoshan Martial Arts Meeting, the strength displayed by the Great Yan Dragon King was really beyond the expectations of the Tu family.

The head of the family is now injured, and he has lost the combat power of a God Realm Grandmaster. The situation is not optimistic.

"Head of the family, do you really want to resign from the position of the King of the Sea?" An old man on the right hand side of the conference room raised his head with a blazing gaze.

This question. All the core clansmen of the Tu family looked at the Canghai King at the same time. Tu Hong's eyes froze, and he let out a cold snort: "Hmph, it's me who underestimated this Great Yan Dragon King." ”

"My butcher family has stood in the sea for thousands of years, and a little dragon king can't swallow it."

"Three days, that's enough time." Tu Hong's voice was sonorous and powerful, echoing in the room. Giving up the position of the King of the Sea, how could he be willing to slaughter Hong?

If you want to give up, you will give up early, and you will not wait until now. Similarly, the Tu family has stood in the sea for thousands of years, how can the Tu family be willing?

After hearing the words of the head of the family, with the backbone, the expression of the Tu family was much firmer, and there was ruthlessness in their eyes.

"What does the head of the house mean that the plan is business as usual?" The old man added. Tu Hong, the king of the sea, nodded slightly.

"Business as usual!"

"That kid's hole cards have been revealed, and how much does he know about my butcher's hole cards?"

"Two days later, in addition to the kings of the cities of Donghai Prefecture, a strong reinforcement from my butcher family will rush to Canghai." Tu Hong sat in a wheelchair, his deep eyes were slightly blank.

As soon as these words came out. The Tu family members are all in a state of shock! Tu Hong's eyes froze, and he snorted: "Great Yan Dragon King? My slaughterhouse is to slay the dragon, and I will give that kid a big gift in three days! ”

"Slay the dragon!"

"Slay the dragon!"

The emotions of the "......" Tu family were ignited in an instant. This night passed in a blink of an eye. Early the next morning, Ip Mantian said goodbye to Xiang'er and left Baoshan Village.

The darkness is hidden in the shadows, and it follows. This trip to Baoshan. The most important thing is that Ye Wentian has not forgotten.

The high-grade medicinal materials, the He family's thousand-year-old snow ginseng, naturally can't be let go. The pill is too much.

A treasure like a thousand-year-old snow ginseng is hard to find. Canghai He's family quickly sent someone to greet him.

"Mr. Ye, please come inside, the head of the family has been waiting for a long time." He Zhiyao smiled in his eyes and led Ye Wentian into the He family manor.

In the hall of the meeting room, the He family did wait for a long time, in addition to the head of the He family, most of the core children of the He family also gathered.

There were two people, and Ye Wentian was a little surprised.

"Brother Ye, meet again." In the summer of the Heavenly King Palace, the smile on his face was kind, and he stepped forward and raised his hand.

"Brother Ye." The Medicine King Gu Ye was extraordinary, and he also got up at the same time at this time. After the Baoshan Martial Arts Meeting, these two bigwigs did not go back, but came to the He family, obviously waiting for themselves.

"The head of the He family, He Yuanzhu, meet the Dragon King!" A middle-aged man in the hall in front stepped forward with a smile.

Greet each other, take a seat, and serve tea. The head of the He family started it in person, always with a smile on his face, and he showed great respect when talking and laughing.

Small talk for a long time. But he has never talked about the thousand-year-old snow ginseng. He Zhiyao stood behind at this time, sometimes glancing at Ye Wentian, wanting to say something, but he didn't seem to dare to speak.

"Don't fix these useless things, my intentions, the head of the He family should already know." Ye Wentian was too lazy to talk nonsense, and spoke directly.