Meanwhile.

Dream Manor, small building in the side yard.

Ye Wentian did not enter the building, his gaze fell around, and his divine thoughts swept away.

"Hum!"

「……」

At the same time.

The mountain behind the manor, inside the rockery.

"This breath ......" A woman dressed in purple in the room suddenly opened her eyes, and the fear in her eyes could not be hidden.

At this time, Ye Wentian had already retracted his perception.

"Lao Li, the news of your dark temple is not good."

"This dreamer, there is the return of the old ancestor powerhouse." Ye Wentian smiled and said bluntly.

The aura that I perceive is at least the strength of the fitting realm.

Li Qiye's eyes flashed.

"That is, since this person returned, he has been hiding in the Dream House and has not appeared in the martial arts world."

"Brother Tian, do you want to call someone?"

Li Qiye asked in a low voice.

In the extraterritorial eastern martial arts realm, the powerhouses of the Dark Temple can quickly gather.

Ye Wentian smiled slightly and waved his hand: "It's not that troublesome."

Between the two of them.

"Whew!"

"Whoop......

There was a figure flickering ahead.

In the next second, several Dream Elite Martial Artists had already appeared in front of the courtyard, and their sharp eyes locked on the two people in front of them.

"You two, report your name!"

"Which force does it belong to? Who invited you to the dreamer's house?"

"If you trespass, you do it at your own risk."

Dreamer elite martial artist, while stepping forward.

The sound of scolding echoed through the courtyard.

The aura of the warrior is locked, without the slightest concealment, and he is already ready to start.

Ye Wentian looked up with a strange expression.

"Dream Cave Qing invited us here." Ye Wentian glanced at a few people and spoke bluntly.

Beside him, Li Qiye stepped forward, his eyes indifferent.

The Dream Family Elite Martial Artist, the breath lock was not withdrawn, and the killing intent obviously flashed in his eyes.

"Nonsense!"

"The help invited by the son of the family must be reported for review before he can be brought into the dream family, and there are no two of you in the list of invitees of the second son."

"Capture it now, or you'll be killed!"

The voice fell.

A group of dreamer elites have stepped forward again.

Ye Wentian's face was stunned.

Looking for trouble?

Meng Dongqing wants to repay the debt?

"My account is not so easy to rely on." Ye Wentian's eyes were cold, and he stepped forward directly.

This step.

It seems to have touched the nerves of the elite warriors of the Dream Family.

"Do it!"

「……」

No more nonsense.

With an angry shout, the elite martial artist became more imposing, and he was about to rush forward directly.

"Stop!"

"What are you doing?"

In front of the courtyard gate, there was a light drink.

Immediately afterwards, a figure quickly rushed into the courtyard.

With short hair, a vigorous posture, and a tight-fitting suit that highlights the figure, he has blocked in front of Ye Wentian and the others at this moment, and his back is very charming.

"Huh?" Ye Wentian saw the comer clearly, and then there was a little more smile on his face.

The elite warrior of the dreamer in front of him paused at the same time.

The aura on his body is obviously restrained.

"Third Miss, these two people trespassed on my dream house, and we are about to take it down, please get out of the way." The elite warrior led by him stepped forward and raised his hand to salute.

The short-haired beauty was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips and glanced at everyone in front of her.

"Hmph, what trespassing?"

"Miss Ben invited them here, is there any problem?" The short-haired beauty snorted lightly and glared at a few people in front of her.

"This ......"

The dreamer warrior, his face changed uncertainly, and he was a little speechless for a while.

The scene was deadlocked.

The short-haired beauty frowned lightly and looked impatient.

"Still not rolling?"

"Why, you want to do something with Miss Ben." The short-haired beauty was domineering, and her eyes were sharp, sweeping over the faces of several people in front of her.

As soon as these words came out.

The dreamer warrior trembled.

"Don't dare!"

"I'll wait, leave."

That's it.

Now, this matter needs to be reported to the eldest prince as soon as possible.

The dreamer warrior bowed at the same time, then said no more, and immediately turned and retreated.

Until the figure leaves.

The short-haired beauty turned her head and looked at Ye Wentian and the others behind her.

Ye Wentian smiled.

"Shorty." Ye Wentian nodded slightly.

The person in front of him was none other than the girl named Mengxin who had kidnapped herself in the hotel two days ago.

Looking at it like this, it seems that the status of the dreamer is not low.

"You're the dwarf!"

"You...... Didn't you just give you a thank you gift, so you can catch up with my dreamer? If I hadn't come in time, you would have been suppressed by the family warriors."

Meng Xin stared at the person in front of her, her face speechless.

In the past two days, the selection of the heir of the dream family, plus a lot of things have happened, and she accidentally forgot about it.

"Your second brother invited me here." Ye Wentian smiled slightly and spoke truthfully.

Hear this.

Mengxin was stunned again.

She couldn't help but glance deeply at the two in front of her, her eyes full of disbelief.

In the end, his eyes focused on Li Qiye in the back.

"Understood."

"You're a guard, you're a martial arts master." Meng Xin reacted instantly, and the tall man looked like a martial arts powerhouse.

"Sort of." Ye Wentian responded with a smile.

Meng Xin heard this and nodded slightly.

The election of the heir to the family is imminent.

Since he is the second brother's helper, he should go to the martial arts arena at this time.

A conversation.

Say no more.

Meng Xin took the two of them and went directly to the middle courtyard.

Ye Wentian smiled faintly, but did not refuse, he wanted to see if Meng Dongqing really planned to repay the debt.

The three of them quickly left the small building in the side yard.

In the middle courtyard of Mengjia Manor, the family guards and elite warriors patrolled, and it was obviously much denser.

Led by Mengxin, the road is unimpeded.

"Bang!"

"Rumble ......"

In the martial arts arena ahead, there was a muffled sound.

Obviously, there are already martial artists fighting.

"Huh?"

"Miss Dream, long time no see." In front of the gate of the courtyard ahead, a voice suddenly came.

A young man in a white shirt suddenly walked over.

With a smile on his face, his eyes fell on Meng Xin, and he couldn't help but walk up and down.

"We don't know each other." Meng Xin saw the comer, and disgust flashed in her eyes.

Too lazy to bother.

I saw her turn around, take Ye Wentian's arm, and was about to walk into the courtyard.

See this scene.

The smile on the face of the white-shirted young man froze, and a ray of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Who is this?" The white-shirted young man's gaze focused on Ye Wentian, and a fierce aura locked his figure.

The aura of the warrior is locked, which is no different from provocation.

Meng Xin frowned.

The atmosphere in front of the hospital suddenly became a little tense.