After hearing the gray-robed man's words, the golden-armored warrior who held Ye Chen looked at the man with facial paralysis as if asking.

The man with facial paralysis hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded slightly.

And the golden-armored warrior immediately let go of Ye Chen after receiving the order from the man with facial paralysis, and then silently retreated into the queue.

After getting out of trouble, Ye Chen hurriedly rubbed his sore arm, and then pulled Han Ling'er, who was also out of trouble, and ran quickly behind the gray-robed man.

And the gray-robed man glanced at Ye Chen with a complicated expression, and without saying a word, he turned his head to look at the man with facial paralysis, waiting for the man's reply.

To be honest, Ye Chen was very curious now, because the gray-robed man seemed to know the man with facial paralysis, and there seemed to be some kind of special relationship between the two of them.

But their friends are not like friends, and enemies are not like enemies, so what is their relationship?

Ye Chen couldn't help frowning.

However, now is not the time to be suspicious, Ye Chen knows in his heart that the only person who can help him and Han Ling'er at this moment is the gray-robed man, so he can only count on the gray-robed man now, and he can only hope that the gray-robed man's face is big enough.

At this time, the man with facial paralysis suddenly drew a talisman out of thin air, and as his fingertips slidied, an enchantment instantly enveloped the three of Ye Chen's gray-robed man and the man with facial paralysis, and it could be seen that the man with facial paralysis didn't seem to want others to hear what they were talking about.

Seeing the surrounding enchantment, Ye Chen was suddenly taken aback, because casting the enchantment belonged to spatial magic, and if he wanted to cast spatial magic, he had to be at least at the level of a junior magister.

It seems that people should not be disgraced!

This man with facial paralysis is definitely not as simple as the ninth-level magician he appears to be, he must be hiding his strength!

And when the enchantment was fully formed, the man with facial paralysis crossed Erlang's legs, and he half-leaned on the coffin board and teased at the gray-robed man: "You are a gatekeeper, where do you get the face? Why should I listen to you?"

The gray-robed man didn't care at all about the ridicule of the man with facial paralysis, he said respectfully: "I still hope that the palace master will be gracious, and I don't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, I hope that the palace master will look at that person's face and meet the request of the below." ”

As soon as the words fell, the gray-robed man clasped his fists with both hands, becoming more and more respectful.

The corners of the facial paralysis man's mouth raised slightly: "Hmph, what is the identity of this kid, in order to protect him, it is worth you to move that person out?"

The gray-robed man shook his head: "You know, there are some things that I can't say. ”

"It's a failure to see you like this, not only are your movements restricted, but you don't even have the right to free speech. The man with facial paralysis scoffed at the gray-robed man's words, he didn't seem to buy the gray-robed man's account, "After looking at the gate for thousands of years, are you stupid in your brain? Do you think I will give that person's face? Hmph, I'm going to kill him today, what can you do!"

The gray-robed man stood in front of Ye Chen, and said with a firm attitude: "I won't let you hurt him, this is my mission!"

"Hmph, do you think you can stop me?" The paralyzed man squinted, his eyes cold, as if he was dissatisfied with someone challenging his majesty.

The gray-robed man seemed to have made up his mind, and his expression became more and more determined: "I know that I am not your opponent, but I will fight to the death." ”

The man with facial paralysis looked stunned: "Why?"

"I can't say!"

In this way, the gray-robed man and the man with facial paralysis looked at each other, and the atmosphere on the field was suddenly a little depressing.

Due to the enchantment set up before they spoke, there were only three people in the entire space around them. People from the outside looked at it curiously, not as if they didn't know what was going on.

However, Ye Chen in the enchantment was miserable, because the powerful aura generated by the confrontation between the gray-robed man and the paralyzed man made Ye Chen a little unbearable.

Ye Chen didn't know what dumb riddles the gray-robed man and the man with facial paralysis were playing, and the atmosphere suddenly became embarrassed for a while.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen couldn't help but think in his heart: his grandmother's, he didn't understand a word after talking for a long time, and he looked at the door and was that person, so he couldn't say it clearly, clearly?

In this way, the gray-robed man and the man with facial paralysis looked at each other for a long time, and finally the man with facial paralysis chose to compromise, he sighed softly, breaking the silence on the field: "Just because of that prophecy?"

Hearing the man with facial paralysis mention the prophecy, the gray-robed man was a little surprised: "Do you know about the prophecy? Do you know who he is?"

The man with facial paralysis pursed his lips rarely, revealing a depressed expression: "Do you think I look like a fool? Hmph! You've done it so obviously, if I can't guess it, then I don't want to mess around." I said, do you really believe that prophecy? Is it worth it to spend your whole life for someone else's word?"

The gray-robed man pondered for a moment, then replied, "Yes, I believe that prophecy must be true, so I must save his life." ”

The man with facial paralysis didn't say much about the gray-robed man's words, he turned around and looked at Ye Chen with interest, looking at Ye Chen with naked eyes, a little panicked.

The paralyzed man behind him suddenly shouted at Ye Chen: "Hey, boy, how about we make a bet?"

Ye Chen pointed at himself with his index finger, his face full of disbelief: "Ah, bet with me, are you talking about me?"

Ye Chen was very puzzled, didn't the gray-robed man and the man with facial paralysis have a good conversation, why did he suddenly get involved in him?

And the man with facial paralysis still has to bet with him, beat your sister's bet, what's there to bet on! Don't you know that a small gamble is pleasant, a big gamble hurts the body, and a strong gamble is wiped out?

The corners of the facial paralysis man's mouth raised slightly, then nodded and said, "That's right, I just want to make a bet with you." If I lose, I'll be a slave for you for a hundred years, and if you lose, you'll be a slave for me for a hundred years, what do you think of this bet?"

"Bet on what?" Ye Chen couldn't help but ask.

Although Ye Chen didn't want to bet with the man with facial paralysis in his heart, but now that the form is compelling, let's pass this pass first, if he refuses the man with facial paralysis now, then Ye Chen probably can't even choose his own way of death.

"Just bet on which of the two of us will be stronger three months later. The man with facial paralysis looked at Ye Chen very seriously, with a serious expression, "Three months later, the two of us will fight here, and those who lose will be willing to give each other a slave and a servant for a hundred years." ”

After hearing the content of the facial paralysis man's gambling agreement, Ye Chen couldn't help but spit fragrant in his heart: "Damn, your uncle, you are embarrassed to say such an unequal gamble, let alone three months, even if it is three years, I will not be able to advance from a sixth-level magician to the level of a magician! If I can't reach the level of a magician, how can I be your opponent?"

Of course, Ye Chen could only think about these words in his heart, but what he said was a different set: "Lord Palace Master, why don't you think about it again and change the game?" Zai Xia is just a sixth-level magician with no power to restrain the chicken, where will he be the opponent of Lord Palace Master? Besides, Lord Palace Master is wise and powerful, invincible in the world, how dare you dare to compete with you." ”

Ye Chen hurriedly flattered a few words, he planned to make the man with facial paralysis happy first, and then find a way to refuse the bet.

"Hehe, you are the holy son of our Feather Alliance! You are shouldering the heavy responsibility of reviving our Feather Alliance? You have to have confidence in yourself! Besides, how can the person in the prophecy not be my opponent?" the man with facial paralysis swore an oath, he seemed to have a lot of confidence in Ye Chen.

As soon as he heard that the man with facial paralysis reported to his home, Ye Chen was suddenly shocked: "Are you a member of the Yu League?

"Hehe, the Feather League was indeed created by the Feng family, but this does not mean that our Feather League is all from the Feng family! My name is Ling Yu, the palace master of the Bliss Palace under the Feather League, and the actual ruler of the contemporary Feather League. The paralyzed man sneered, and then added, "Actually, the gray-robed old man next to you is also from the Feather League, and he comes from the Feather League's tomb guarding home. ”

"What are you talking about? You two are both from the Feather Alliance, but you two ......" Ye Chen couldn't believe the words of the man with facial paralysis, because if the man with facial paralysis and the man in gray robe both belonged to the Feather Alliance, then why was the relationship between the two of them so stiff? Could it be that they belonged to different hostile factions within the Feather Alliance?

Perhaps guessing what Ye Chen thought, the man with facial paralysis explained: "Hmph, don't think too much, today's Feather League is no longer the Feather League of the past, and it is impossible for us to have internal friction." And now the Yu League is no longer surnamed Feng, Feng Jiuxi, in order to recover the Feng family, has recalled all the remaining Feng families in the Yu League to the garden, so there is no Feng family in the Feather League today. ”

The man with facial paralysis paused, and then continued: "Hmph! It's okay if these people are gone, at least our Feather Alliance has become more united! Feng Jiuxi is still too anxious after all, thinking that calling all the strong people of the Feng family outside the Feng family back to the Feng family can improve the strength of the Feng family, it is really naïve!"

Oh, that's right! Some time ago, it was the Feng family who returned to the Feng family who was looking for you, the Holy Son of the Feather Alliance, but they shouldn't have time to pay attention to you recently, because they are uniting together to seize Feng Jiuxi's power in the Feng family. As for our Elysium Palace, we won't admit that you are some kind of bullshit saint! So if you don't accept this bet, you have to accept it! Don't worry, I will definitely defeat you in front of the whole Feather Alliance and make you my slave! In this way, I can also make the cohesion of our Feather Alliance to a higher level. ”

Seeing that the man with facial paralysis looked like he was holding the chance to win, a spirit of not admitting defeat immediately arose from the bottom of Ye Chen's heart, damn, if you don't steam steamed buns, you still have to fight for breath!

So Ye Chen snorted coldly: "Okay! Fight, fight, who is afraid of whom! You just wait to be my slave for a hundred years." ”

After hearing Ye Chen's words, the man with facial paralysis immediately burst out laughing, as if he had heard a particularly funny joke, and the enchantment surrounding Ye Chen's three people also disappeared with his hearty laughter.

"Boy, it's a good thing to have faith! Then we'll see you in three months!" said the man with facial paralysis and suddenly turned his head to look at the gray-robed man, "By the way, gray-robed old man, don't worry, I won't kill him, so this won't affect the prophecy, presumably you shouldn't have any opinions." ”

The gray-robed man pondered for a moment, and finally nodded: "Listen to the palace master's orders!"