3913-Puppet

The candlelight smiled and groaned: "The master doesn't need to worry, it's better for you to look at it for yourself than a servant, wouldn't it be more interesting?"

"You are really itchy," Ye Fan said, "but I won't smoke you."

As soon as the candlelight mentioned a hint of excitement, he was immediately disappointed again.

Halfway through the meal, noisy sounds came from outside the restaurant.

"Here," Ye Huangtu put down his wine glass and said.

"It's just right, I will pick up the gun to meet them!" Ye Hang said, he was about to take out the spear.

"Sit and don't move!" Ye Huangtu grabbed the younger son, "We are here to play. Your brother will take care of this."

Ye Hang looked dull, but he didn't dare to disobey his father.

Ji Wenyue groaned: "You, you have become a father, and you still know how to fight. Finding out the truth is the key."

The family was talking about Xiantian, and saw a dozen or so monks going to the restaurant.

A middle-aged man in front of him, his face is full of beard, and his holy realm cultivation base is full of vigor.

"You band of bold and murderous fanatics! Seeing our city guard, don't you kneel down!?"

A skinny monkey-like monk cursed sharply and sternly.

"Steward Liu, you withdraw!"

The bearded man waved his hand and said in a low tone, "It's you, my son who hurt?"

Everyone was silent, and the candlelight smiled and said: "To be precise, it was my hand."

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and said, "Liu Zhenfeng, who is in the lower guard of the city, dare to ask this fairy, but Zhulong?"

"Good vision," Candlelight admitted.

"It's no wonder... So you are members of the clan," Liu Zhenfeng nodded.

In fact, although the clans have a large population, they are only a minority compared to the total base of human beings.

In addition, most people in the clan will not awaken the bloodline throughout their lives, so there are even fewer clans that show their bloodline talent.

"My son is stubborn and offended you, my father, make up for him!"

Liu Zhenfeng's attitude surprised everyone.

"If you know that you are wrong, go back and strictly discipline, go down," Ye Fan said lightly.

Liu Zhenfeng squinted his eyes and said, "Everyone is not a local at first sight. They came from afar and caused some misunderstandings."

"Liu would like to invite you all to go to the mansion for a briefing, to show the friendship of the landlord, and to apologize."

Ye Hang smiled and said, "Here you are here again? My son is pleased with Lao Tzu? This family is really interesting."

"You treat us, we are not interested. If the Sword God treats us, we can reluctantly meet," Ye Wanqing teased.

Liu Zhenfeng's eyes flashed through a haze, and he said with a serious face: "Everyone, Lord Sword God, it's not like you can joke casually."

"Master Sword God is the emperor of the human race today, without the God of Sword, there would be no such prosperous human race today!"

"If you are disrespectful to Lord Sword God, don't blame Liu for being rude!"

Ye Hang grinned: "You also know that the Sword God is a human emperor, so he should be in Kyushu. How come you come to such a small place as Tianlu?"

"Master Sword God can naturally go anywhere, but after he came to Tianlu, he wiped out the natural disaster monsters, and immediately fell in love with the unique scenery here."

"Furthermore, my Tianlu is a world of outstanding people, and it has been extremely prosperous for thousands of years. It is normal for Lord Sword God to live here for a long time."

Liu Zhenfeng said proudly: "It's true that you have a personal relationship with Liu, Master Sword God, if you really want to meet, Liu can recommend it on your behalf."

"Oh? So, he's in town?"

"Yes, Lord Sword God, I'm a guest at my house!" Liu Zhenfeng looked smug.

"Then let him come over, let's see how godly this sword **** is," Ye Hangdao.

"Presumptuous! The Sword God is what you guys see right away? Don't be shameless!" Steward Liu cursed.

Ye Fan frowned, "It's a bit noisy."

Under the candlelight, he let out a sigh of relief, and the housekeeper Liu instantly felt cold, stiff and freezing, falling to the ground!

Liu Zhenfeng was so scared that he took three steps backwards. Although he knew that these people were not easy to provoke, he did not expect that his strength was so amazing! ?

"Everyone! If you attack my Liu family in Qilicheng, Lord Sword God will never let you go!"

While Liu Zhenfeng was speaking, he had already crushed a talisman for communication.

Ye Fan and the others had already seen this scene, but it was exactly what they wanted.

Soon, Ye Fan realized that there was indeed a force of pressure, and it flew quickly from the direction of the center of the city.

"Look! Lord Sword God!"

"Long live the sword god!"

Seeing a figure in the sky, the people in the city put down what they were doing, knelt down and worshiped.

I saw a handsome sword repairman, stepping on a spiritual weapon flying sword, dressed in white, a silver-gray cloak, and long hair fluttering.

This look, carefully identified, looks very similar to the statue of the sword bearer in hell.

"This cultivation base... has to be chaotic. In this small place, it's really not easy," Ye Hang muttered.

At this time, the "Sword God" flew down from the sword in a graceful manner.

While flying, they smiled and nodded and waved to some people along the way.

Many young girls cried and screamed.

"Master Sword God! You are here! Please also call the shots for my Liu family!"

Liu Zhenfeng seemed to have found a savior, and hurried up to meet him.

The sword **** floated into the second floor, his eyes faintly sweeping the crowd at the scene.

When she saw Ye Wanqing and other women, her eyes lingered for a while unconsciously.

When he saw Ye Fan, he was obviously surprised!

But soon, the astonishment dissipated and became calm and breezy again.

"Liu Zhenfeng, I said, that jade talisman can only be used in times of crisis. Where is the crisis now?"

"These people just hurt my son Chunshui, and wounded my housekeeper again. They still spoke rudely, and you are disrespectful to Lord Sword God!"

Liu Zhenfeng was filled with righteous indignation: "My Liu family is insulted, but you are a human emperor, Lord Sword God. How can these people make irresponsible remarks!?"

After Sword God glanced at the frozen Steward Liu, his face was calm, and he looked at Ye Fan and the others with a faint smile.

"Everyone, the human race has finally survived the crisis of the doomsday. They should have loved each other. Why are you hurting people in public like this?"

"Are you really a sword god?" Ye Wanqing asked.

"Heh..." The man chuckled and stroked his hair. "The so-called sword **** is just a respectful name for me by the world."

"There is so much nonsense, are you?"

The man frowned slightly and sighed: "The girl doesn't know me, so she should know my sword?"

Before the words fell, the man stretched out his hand, and the flying sword fell into his hand.

"Om!—"

Sword intent burst out, and a crisp sound of sword sound resounded near the restaurant.

Everyone only saw a burst of golden light spread, which was quite gorgeous.

Ye Fan could tell at a glance that this was indeed a sword intent, but it was just an exaggerated human-level sword intent, which could not be buckled at the earth level, and it was not much stronger than sword aura.

But a chaotic monk, with sword intent, is already very good in the countryside.

Seeing the ripples of the sword intent, the surrounding people became even more excited and exclaimed.

"Appeared! Emperor sword intent!"

"My whole body is getting goose bumps! So sharp!" The people were moved to death.

The man couldn't hide his arrogance when he saw the reaction of the people around him.

Looking at Ye Fan and the others, they stared at him blankly, thinking that he was also frightened, and his face became even more smug!