Chu Zhongtian disdainfully said: "You can do it yourself, don't you allow me to say it?"

　　 Ye Sheng watched from the side, did not speak, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip in silence.

　　 The Seventh Prince stared at Chu Zhongtian with angry eyes, and wanted to teach him very much, but Chu Zhongtian's Innate Nine Heavens made him a little jealous.

　　 He is also born with the nine heavens.

But at this time, Changde Xinran came down upstairs, graceful, very beautiful, with an exotic style, with a small smile, without a veil, showing a delicate face, and said: "What's the matter? Up?"

　　 The seventh prince snorted coldly: "Someone has a bad mouth, I want to consider letting the protector take action, and give it a lesson."

　　Chang De Xinran shook his head and said: "Is there something to sit down and say, everyone is here, and it is fate that meets each other, why fight and kill."

　　 The seventh prince was still very angry, but in front of Changde Xinran, he wanted to show his generosity and said: "This time it is for the face of sister Xinran. Don't blame me next time."

　　 Chu Zhongtian curled his lips, but he was not irritating the Seventh Prince either.

　　 A battle that was about to break out was resolved in this way, Chang De Xinran smiled softly, looked at Yuan Ling, and said: "I have seen Yuan Qi Men San Ye."

　　 There are many disciples in each generation of Yuanqimen, but there are only a few people who can be called Master Yisheng.

The first master of Yuanqimen, the most outstanding disciple of this generation, has crossed the realm of Jindan, and the second master also marched around, and he has not seen it once a year. Only the third master, the Yuanling, resides in the Yuanqimen and disciplines his disciples. .

　　 So Chang De Xinran called San Ye, there is no problem at all.

　　 Yuan Ling lowered his head and said, "I have seen Miss Xinran."

　　"San Ye also came for Fairy Lake?" Chang De Xinran asked.

　　 Yuan Ling nodded and said, "It's for Fairy Lake, but also for one person."

　　 "Oh, I don't know who is favored by the third master?" Chang De asked with a smile.

　　 Yuan Ling turned his head, his eyes were bright, and the cinnabar on the center of his eyebrows became more and more red, as if dripping blood, staring at Ye Sheng, and said: "Come for the Changlehou in the chaotic land."

　　 Brush Brush!

　　 all eyes were fixed on Ye Sheng.

　　 "He is the Changlehou?" Chang De Xinran asked in surprise.

　　 "He is the one who killed He Yan. If he offends the world, he dare to swagger like this?" The Seventh Prince sneered.

　　 Ye Sheng stunned, then laughed, and asked, "I have no grudges with Yuanqimen, right?"

　　 "No hatred, no resentment." Yuan Ling nodded, his face calm.

　　 "Then I don't know where I offended the third master?" Ye Sheng asked.

　　 "My Yuanqimen is the state religion of Turkic. You challenged my grassland genius with such a big fanfare and killed several people. As a Yuanqimen disciple, of course I want to find you and kill you." Yuan Ling said.

　　 Ye Sheng understood, picked up the flask and said, "Then you want to do it to me now?"

　　 "No, you are too weak." Yuan Ling shook his head, his face unchanged. There was no mockery or contempt in these words, just telling a fact.

　　 Ye Sheng was aggrieved, looking at Yuan Ling unhappy.

　　 "Before I came, I heard you defeated the great priest of Yin and Yang, beheaded the priest of Yang, to be honest, the strength is good." Yuan Ling said calmly.

　　 Ye Sheng also looked at him calmly.

　　 The people around listened peacefully.

"Your strength is good against people like the great priests of Yin and Yang, but in front of me, you are too weak and your realm is too low. If I kill you now, it will be like killing a dog and a pig without gain. , So I'll give you a chance." Yuan Ling's voice was crisp, centering on himself, suppressing all the aura in the Quartet.

　　 He has already come into contact with the Golden Core Realm, which is not comparable to that of the great priest of Yin and Yang.

　　 He was qualified to say this, but Ye Sheng squinted his eyes as he listened, very upset.

　　 Comparing him with a dog and a pig is really more arrogant than Ye Sheng.

"The Fairy Lake is about to open. I hope you can break through once and increase your strength. In this way, I will have a sense of accomplishment when I kill you, and it can bring me insight. Maybe I can break through the golden core realm in one fell swoop." Yuan Ling is lightly Tao.

　　 "I thought I was arrogant, but now you see that you are more defiant than me, you will regret this decision." Ye Sheng sneered.

　　 "The ant lets him grow up, and he is also a... ant." Yuan Ling had other emotions for the first time, and his disdainful attitude was beyond words. He went straight upstairs, completely ignoring Ye Sheng.

　　 Ye Sheng narrowed his eyes and took a sip from the hip flask.

　　 Chu Zhongtian said uncomfortably: "This person is too pretending, and too mad, even mad than us."

　　 Ye Sheng said lightly: "He is so mad and pretending to be so, can't I just blow him up in a few days?"

　　 Chu Zhongtian nodded and said, "We must blow him up."

　　 "You guys who want to explode the vitality, think beautifully, daydreaming." The seventh prince mocked.

　　 "We dare to fight him no matter what, just like you, in front of him like a dog, wagging our tails and begging for mercy, bowing down?" Chu Zhongtian immediately mocked.

　　 "Are you looking for death?" The seventh prince was furious, full of anger, and wanted to shoot.

　　 Ye Sheng frowned and said, "I'm in a bad mood, get away."

　　 rumbling!

　　 A silly word blurted, the true energy from Ye Sheng's body immediately gushed out, turned into a long river, covered it, and suddenly suppressed the Seventh Prince.

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　　 The Seventh Prince was suppressed and fell on the ground, looking at him with shocked face, not daring to be confident: "How terrifying is your aura?"

　　 He tried his best to struggle, but this big river was rolling, and he didn't give him the slightest chance.

　　 "I can't beat Yuanling now, but I can still bully you." Ye Sheng said lightly.

　　 "Let go of me, I am the Seventh Prince of Turk. If you offend me, you will die miserably." The Seventh Prince shouted angrily.

　　 Ye Sheng's eyes flashed with cold light, and he was about to attack him.

　　At this time, Chang De Xinran smiled like a silver bell, and said: "What is the anger of Changlehou and the Seventh Prince? You should adjust your state now, wait until you enter the Fairy Lake, make a good breakthrough, and deal with Yuanling.

　　 Ye Sheng looked at her indifferently, this woman is very simple, young, not surprised, and very decent in dealing with people and things.

"Changlehou, I have heard that the masters of the world are looking for you, and many have already moved in this direction. Now you have released the Seventh Prince. This matter has not happened, and you will concentrate on dealing with the world and Yuanling. We will never think of revenge." Chang De Xinran smiled sincerely.

　　 The suppressed Seventh Prince wanted to struggle, threatening Ye Sheng, Chang De Xinran swept over with an indifferent look, and suddenly shut him up.

　　 Ye Sheng withdrew his imposing suppression and said lightly: "As long as he doesn't mess with us, I won't take the initiative."

　　 The seventh prince got up embarrassedly, angrily, standing behind Chang De Xinran, staring resentfully at Ye Sheng.

　　 Ye Sheng and Chang De Xinran both ignored the Seven Princes.

　　 "The little woman first congratulates Changle Houqi on his victory and defeats Yuanling." Chang De smiled Xinran, then took the Seventh Prince to leave and went upstairs.