"You...... You let me go, and I guarantee the safety of your friend." The more the tribal saint thought about it at the moment, the more frightened she became.

Biting her lower lip, tears slid down the corners of her eyes.

When she was born, she was chosen by the tribe Tengzu to be a holy woman, and she was respected since she was a child, and she has never been so close to a man.

Or in this case, at a glance.

"Whew!"

「……」

Ye Wentian raised his hand.

The bedding on the ground was newly wrapped around the body of the person in front of her, and at the same time, there was a pure spiritual power that integrated into her whole body, and its hundred veins were blocked.

"Yongyue, dedication to this matter, pay attention to voluntariness, don't do this kind of thing in the future." Ye Wentian glanced at Yongyue in front of him and said with a light smile.

"Hmm."

"Okay, next time I'll get it down first, and I'll send it to Brother Ye." Yongyue hummed softly and nodded, her eyes full of wisdom.

Ye Wentian's face was stunned.

Shaking your head slightly, it will be too lazy to say more.

"Tonight, there's a guest."

"It's time for us to get out." Ye Wentian's eyes fell on the window, and after retracting it, he moved towards the door.

Seeing this, Yongyue hurriedly followed.

in the room.

After a while, only the tribal saintess was left, and she turned her head to look out the door, and for the first time there was a complicated look in her eyes.

"Is this saint really so unattractive?" The tribal saint murmured inwardly that women are often contradictory. literature

At this moment, she didn't know anything, and she felt a sense of frustration inexplicably in her heart.

Outside the base city, the city gate opens.

As night fell completely, Feng Day, on behalf of the clan, was welcomed into the base city with Qiao Yu and others.

In the center of the field, the waiting time is long.

Not far from the west corner of the city, Ye Wentian walked out of the night at this time, and his figure fell into sight.

Yongyue followed closely behind him respectfully, and Li Qiye turned into a shadow and hid in the shadows.

At the end, the tribal saint had already dressed and unconsciously followed.

"Shhh It's Mr. Ye."

"And sure enough, I did."

「……」

Qi Chong, the king of Zhenxi, Zhou Xiong, the commander of ten thousand people, and others saw at a glance the messy clothes of the holy woman of the tribe in the rear.

It can be seen that it has already started!

"Ye ...... Mr. Yip, mighty." At the same time, the young master of Feng Sun thought about the people in the rear, recalling the rumors he had heard before, and the reverence in his eyes became a little stronger.

This Frostwolf Tribal Holy Maiden, that is the goddess who has been famous for a long time in the entire base wasteland, I don't know how many tribesmen's dream lovers.

It's just that usually, even if you are the young master of the Fujiki clan, Feng Day, you have to bow your head when you see the saint, and you can't look directly at the blasphemy.

"Ip Mantian." Qiao Yu's eyes trembled slightly.

When she saw the comer, her face couldn't hide her excitement.

Suddenly she couldn't help but rush forward and stand in front of her, she excitedly wanted to hug the person in front of her, as if she thought of something again, and her body froze.

"I knew you wouldn't leave me alone." Qiao Yu pursed her lips lightly, she was just an ordinary person, and the experience of the past two days had scared her a lot.

After this incident, Qiao Yu made up his mind in his heart that even if he was not young, he must become a martial artist.

Even if the strength is not strong, when encountering such a thing in the future, it will not be so passive.

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been caught."

"Why don't you come with me to Donghai Prefecture?" Ye Wentian smiled slightly, looked at the person in front of him and whispered.

Sister Yu is alone in Xizhou, and she is indeed a little uneasy.

She originally had nothing to worry about, staying in Xizhou, or Donghaizhou, in fact, it was almost the same.

With his own connections, after returning to Canghai, this Nizi's dream freight company can be opened quickly.

"Hehe, that relationship is good, you, the Great Yan Dragon King, can be photographed in the future

with me." Qiao Yu grinned, and this time agreed without hesitation.

Between the two of them.

In the crowd in front of them, a middle-aged couple suddenly walked out, and the two looked up at Yong in front of them, their eyes trembling slightly.

"Moon...... Yue'er?"

"Is it really you?"

The woman in blue at the head had tears in her eyes, and her soft voice was obviously slightly trembling.

Yongyue's eyes flickered, tears slipped down her eyes, and the excitement in her heart was beyond words.

"Mom." Yongyue muttered softly and immediately stepped forward.

"Dad......

The family hugged each other and cried.

Back then, the Dong family was also one of the first-line martial arts families in Xiyuan City, and now there are only three descendants left in the entire family, which is really embarrassing.

After a hug, the Dong family quickly came back to their senses and turned their heads to look at Ye Wentian, the look of gratitude on their faces.

"Dong family, Dong Yong."

"Lin Cui."

"On behalf of the Dong family, the two of us would like to thank the Great Yan Dragon King for his great grace." The gratitude on the faces of the couple is undoubtedly heartfelt.

With Yongyue, he bowed down to Ye Wentian.

When he came to the base city this time, Feng Tian had already informed the Dong family and his wife about the matter.

"It's okay, it's just a gesture." Ye Wentian smiled and waved his hand.

When the Dong family heard this, they bent down again and saluted.

In the base city, there was a sudden harmony.

That's when it happened.

"Almost."

"Young man, you are the Great Flame Dragon King of this year?" Suddenly, a calm voice came from ahead.

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

Until now, the tribal warrior still dared to be so rude to the Great Yan Dragon King?

"Humph!"

"Bold!"

"This is my Great Flame Base City, which tribe are you a warrior of the wasteland? Don't know where you are? How dare you be rude?"

King Zhenxi snorted coldly, and at this moment, he stepped forward and shouted angrily.

In the field, Captain Wan, waiting for the tiger guards around, also stepped forward at this time, and their sharp eyes locked on the people in front.

"The Frostwolf Clan? What do you mean, this elder?" Feng Tian was also stunned, and after reacting, he frowned and joked at the people next to him.

This time the prisoner exchange has been agreed to by all the tribes of the wasteland, and they all agree that they cannot be enemies of the Great Flame Dragon King in the future.

This matter is led by the frost wolf tribe.

This frost wolf clan elder showed an attitude at this moment, except for Feng Tian's expectations.

"He ......"

"It's not my Frostwolf clansman!"

The holy daughter of the tribe in the rear stepped forward at this time, frowning and looking at the old man in front.

When everyone heard this, their faces changed slightly.