Ye Wentian's face was strange, and he couldn't help but look at the person in front of him twice.

The bodyguard of the martial arts grandmaster is obviously from a certain big martial arts family, the rich second generation, and the son of a gentleman, after returning to Dayan, he has seen a lot.

I called myself next, but it was the first time I saw it.

The clothes of the goods in front of him are also strange all over his body, with long robes, long boots, long hair and a crown, a large round jade pendant hanging from his waist, and a delicate decorative sword in his hand.

I don't know, I thought I just ran out of that theater.

"Ye Wentian, I am indeed a martial artist." Ip Mantian spoke truthfully.

"Really?"

"Haha, ha, Uber, you see I'm right."

"Brother Ye Martial Artist, I usually like to make friends with fellow martial artists, and in the future, you and I will be brothers, if you have anything, you can report my name directly."

Wu Qitian laughed and hugged the shoulders of the person in front of him, looking familiar.

The bodyguard warrior beside him had a slightly ugly face, but he didn't say much.

"Brother Ye, you're here to find King Xiyuan, it's okay, I'm very familiar with him, I'll take you in."

"Brother Ye, how long have you been in the martial arts? Where are you now? When you came to the Xiyuan Palace, you must have come to take refuge, are you interested in considering my Wu family?"

Wu Qitian opened his mouth again and again, and he was a talker.

While talking, he generally took Ye Wentian and walked towards the villa.

Beside him, bodyguards are with him.

In front of the door, the warriors guarded the two and gave way to the side very interestingly.

Enter the precincts.

Ye Man's thoughts scattered, and his eyes flickered.

In this West Wangzun Mansion, all the warriors have a faint tribal warrior aura on their bodies, and they are all very deep.

"Kind of interesting." Ye Wentian smiled.

This Xiyuan King is most likely to have a close relationship with the tribal warriors in the polar wasteland of the western border city, and may have used the cultivation method of tribal warriors.

Think about it for a while.

Leave this matter behind.

It's about his own, and it's the king of Zhenxi in the border city of the western realm who should be worried.

"Brother Ye?"

"How about it, think about it, my Wu family is one of the first-line martial arts families in Xiyuan City, even if you look at the entire Xizhou, you can be ranked first." Wu Qitian saw that the person next to him didn't speak, and spoke again.

"So powerful, why don't you enter the martial arts?" Ye Wentian responded casually.

As soon as these words came out.

Wu Qitian's figure was stunned, and his face changed sharply.

Beside him, the three bodyguards guarded, their eyes flashed, and they turned their heads suddenly, and their breath locked on Ye Wentian.

"Humph!"

"Boy."

"Say, which lady of your family is fine? Nancheng Yujia, or Xicheng Zheng's family? What is the purpose of approaching my young master?"

Ubo snorted coldly, his eyes lit up with murderous intent.

The reason for his young master's temperament, the Wu family often mixes in some ill-intentioned warriors, but the head of the family is such a son, and there is no choice but to let him come, of course, for those who want to enter the Wu family, the Wu family has its own set of screening methods.

"Close?"

"Are you blind, or are you deaf, you have been your young master from the beginning, get on the pole and come to me, and I will approach him?" Ye Wentian couldn't help but glance at the person in front of him.

These goods, I'm afraid they don't have paranoia of victimization.

"Uber."

"He's my brother." Wu Qitian's eyes flashed, and the expression on his face became a little serious.

After a low snort, his gaze focused on Ye Wentian.

There was a slight silence.

Wu Qitian spoke again: "Brother Ye, I have worshiped a famous teacher since I was a child, and I have rarely left the family for more than 20 years, and I have been cognitively practicing every day, and ordinary three or five great men cannot enter my body, how do you know that I am not a martial artist?"

Ye Wentian smiled.

The thing in front of you, the body

The state is really good, according to the strength of the Great Yan Martial Arts Realm, it can reach the great success of external strength.

"I'm not blind, you were seriously injured when you were a child, your martial arts foundation is gone, and you don't have any qi in your body." Ye Wentian replied in a low voice.

But any martial artist, even if it is just external strength, will produce qi in his body, and with the improvement of strength, it will gradually turn into spiritual power.

The thing in front of him is an ordinary person.

"Hiss......"

"Brother Ye is a doctor?" Wu Qitian breathed a little shorter.

can look at the qi at a glance, and the medical Taoist attainments must be the peak.

If he said that he was not a martial artist, the people in front of him might have heard it from other places, but few people in the entire Wu family knew about his injury when he was a child.

At this time, Wu Bo's brows tightened, and he couldn't help but glance deeply at Ye Wentian in front of him.

"Sort of." Ye Wentian spoke casually as he walked.

Caused by the gaze.

Ahead is the main house.

The one waiting in the lobby of the mansion is most likely the king of Xiyuan.

Ye Wentian didn't bother to pay attention to the people next to him, and walked straight towards the hall.

"Ye ...... Brother Ye, look at my situation, do you need treatment?" Wu Qitian hurriedly followed and asked urgently.

As the eldest young master of the first-line martial arts family in Xiyuan City, the only heir of the family, he couldn't enter the martial arts, like a spike, he had been stabbed by Wu Qixing for more than 20 years.

"Yes."

"I'm not available." Ye Wentian responded and moved into the mansion.

Just met someone and helped the other party enter the martial arts, Ye Wentian didn't have that much spare time.

Behind.

Wu Qitian's figure was stunned, and a strange light burst out in his eyes.

His eyes were fixed on the front, his brain buzzing, and the heat that had dissipated from his eyes for more than twenty years gradually rose.

"Young master, this person is probably a liar."

"I can't believe it."

Uber stepped forward and reminded in a low voice.

Naturally, he couldn't be as naïve as the young master.

The head of the Wu family, just such a son, can't enter the martial arts, without inheritance, the decline of the family is only a matter of time, the Wu family has visited many doctors over the years, how many martial arts predecessors, the head of the family is almost crazy for this, and still can't see the slightest hope.

Now a hairy child says it can be cured?

It's ridiculous.

"Liar, heh, it's just a matter of defrauding some money, my Wu family is not bad for money." Wu Qitian is not a fool, but he is willing to be deceived about his physical condition.

Let's talk about it.

Wu Qixing hurriedly stepped forward and followed into the lobby.

Several bodyguards behind him hurriedly followed.

Meanwhile.

The king of Xiyuan in the hall, his brows furrowed slightly, and glanced at the young man in front of him.

"Huh?"

"Who told you to come in directly?" King Xiyuan's tone paused for a moment, just now he had received a report from the door, and he already knew what was happening in front of the door.

It stands to reason that this kid in front of him should be behind the young master of the Wu family.

Why did you break in first?

"I just arrived in Xiyuan City, and I want to ask you, where is the old mansion of the Dong family?" Ye Wentian said bluntly.

Other things, not considered.

The spiritual spring in Uncle Li's mouth should be located in the old house of the Dong family.

King Xiyuan's eyes flashed, and his face was filled with displeasure: "Hmph, who gave you the courage to dare this king to speak like this?"

"Come on, take it down first!"

The voice fell.

In the darkness around the lobby, several sharp breaths locked on Ye Wentian.