The entire base city was suddenly tense.

The tiger guards in the city were unconsciously frightened, and in the daytime, the scene of the Great Yan Dragon King breaking through ten thousand armors alone will still be vivid.

With the Tiger Guard of this base city alone, I am afraid that he is far from being the opponent of the Great Flame Dragon King.

"This!"

"Ye ...... Mr. Yip." The young lord of Feng Day's face turned pale.

All the way from Xiyuan City to the Western Border City, no one knew better than this young master why Mr. Ye came.

If this matter is put on him, I am afraid that his mentality will also collapse.

Everyone in the city, their eyes were focused, and they were all gathered on Ye Wentian at this moment.

Ye Wentian suddenly raised his hand.

"It's fine."

"Lao Li, I'm just a little tired." Ye Wentian raised his hand and patted Li Qiye on the shoulder.

Let's talk about it.

Turning around, he walked towards the small building behind him.

See this scenario.

King Zhenxi and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously turned their heads to look at the lonely back, and the expressions on everyone's faces changed.

Time blink by, and the night is getting deeper.

The tiger guards in the city have all returned to their posts, and the city of the base of the Western Border Region has returned to its previous calm.

In the small building of the camp, after Ye Wentian returned to his room, he began to check his physical condition.

"It's not hard to recover."

"This time the spiritual power is indeed consumed a lot, and if you want to go further, you still need the assistance of resources." Ye Wentian muttered.

The spirit stones in the Xuan family's treasury, plus the Chaos Star City sect owes 400,000 kilograms to themselves, it should be about the same.

Thinking about it.

"Knock!"

「……」

In front of the door of the room, there was a knock on the door.

Ye Wentian looked up, and the door slowly opened.

"Brother Ye, I haven't done business yet." Yongyue's eyes were firm, and she carried the quilt on her shoulder, and approached the room again.

Inside the bedding, the tribal saint will be wrapped tightly.

Ye Wentian's face was stunned.

Before he could react, Yongyue had already sent people to him.

The futon is spread out and there is no doubt about it.

As if going back in time, the scene in front of me suddenly felt familiar.

"Haven't you recovered from your injuries?" Ye Wentian glanced at the person in front of him, and his face was a little more strange.

The hard power of the tribal saintess is not as good as that of Yongyue, but the secret method she has mastered is extremely powerful, and it is impossible to take her down with the strength of Yongyue's foundation realm alone.

"Big Brother Dark, there's a helper."

"Brother Ye, you're busy, I'm guarding outside, and no one will disturb you." Yongyue spoke truthfully, and after speaking, she turned around and exited the room.

Ye Wentian was stunned.

Forget about Yongyue, why does Lao Li follow and mess around?

There was a slight groan.

Ye Wentian glanced up at the person.

"Look! Let go of this holy woman!" The tribal saintess gritted her silver teeth, stared at the person in front of her with anger in her eyes, and shouted softly.

She also didn't expect that a peak powerhouse of the Great Domain Lord would actually attack her?

Otherwise, how could the Holy Maiden of the Synagogue Tribe be captured so easily?

It would stand bare and immobile.

"Dada!"

「……」

Ye Wentian got up and stepped forward slowly.

I glanced at it politely, and the expression was moving, and it was still pear-shaped.

"Don't resist, hold your mind." Ye Wentian spoke in a low voice, stretched out his hand and fell over.

"You...... What are you going to do?"

"Yes...... It's not good if you can let me go first." The tribal saintess's heart beat unconsciously faster, and her face was full of red.

The matter has come to this, and the identity of the Great Yan Dragon King in front of her is also worthy of her.

The rise of the wasteland tribe may be another way, and the tribal saint secretly said in her heart, and her cheeks changed

It's a little red.

The hot palms had already fallen on her.

It's gentle and it feels good.

"Hum!"

"Uh-huh......

The tribal saintess's body trembled, and she didn't feel a soft hum, and the binding power in her body instantly dissipated.

Her body was back to normal.

"You ......" The tribal saintess was stunned for a moment.

"You go, don't bring your clan to die in the future, when I have time, I will personally visit your wasteland tribe."

Ye Wentian waved his hand and said slowly.

The tribal Tengzu is of great use to himself, and his value is probably no less than that of a spiritual spring.

The tribal saintess was stunned and stunned for a while.

reacted, and her eyes suddenly filled with anger.

"My name is Frost."

"I...... Am I really that ugly?" The expression on Frost's face showed more seriousness than ever before.

She is a tribal saint and the first beauty in the polar wasteland.

Standing in front of the person in front of him at a glance, and still restrained himself, this Great Flame Dragon King was indifferent, this is undoubtedly the greatest humiliation for a woman.

Ye Wentian was stunned.

"What are you talking about?" Ip Man asked subconsciously.

What does this mean?

The tribal saintess in front of her shouldn't have reacted like this.

"I ask you, am I ugly?" As Shuangshuang spoke, she leaned closer, the seriousness in her eyes was obvious, and her breathing seemed to be short.

"No...... It's not ugly."

"I'm in good shape." Ip Mantian replied truthfully.

Hear this.

"Really?" Frost's eyes flashed with suspicion, and he glanced deeply at the person in front of him, and his body took another step forward, with a faint fragrance.

Both of them can clearly feel each other's heartbeat.

Ye Wentian's heart was restless, and his blood was surging, and it was difficult to suppress.

Who can withstand this?

Widow Liu often said that women are loved, and gentlemen do not refuse, which is the way of life.

"I, Ip Mantian, never tell lies." Ye Wentian nodded, spoke seriously, and stretched out his hands to show truth.

"Uh-huh......

"That's not enough."

Frost snorted softly, and the seriousness in her eyes became stronger.

Slender legs, homeopathic to catch up.

The next moment, the figures intertwined, and there was a rhythmic muffled sound in the room.

In front of the door of the room.

Yongyue's body trembled slightly, her cheeks flushed, and she felt the movement in the room, and her body unconsciously moved closer.

Feeling the vibration in the room, a heat rose in her heart.

"Hmph, I'm cheaper for her."

"No, this woman is a person of a different race after all, if it is a critical moment, it will be unfavorable to Brother Ye, and the consequences will be unimaginable."

Yongyue's eyes flashed, her brain buzzed for a moment, and then she suddenly brightened.

There was a slight groan.

"Brother Ye, I'm in." Yongyue pursed her lips lightly, and turned around to push the door to enter.