A month later, the Harlem, ushered in a distinguished guest.

The old patriarch of the Harlem is still alive, and he once again welcomed the nobles of Ye Chu.

When Ye Chu passed by this place, he thought about coming here to take a walk. By the way, he wanted to go to the Harlem’s Taoist Court and turn around to see if there was any skill he needed, especially the technique of the hail. He thought Then learn from the old patriarch.

After more than sixty years of squatting practice, today's Harlem people have been obsessed with Ye Chu, and they have cultivated two quasi-holy sects, and there are nearly a hundred ancestral kings. This is what Ye Chu did not expect.

The former Harlems were too peaceful because of their lives, so they have not paid much attention to spiritual practice. There are many top-level techniques in their Taoist courts, and their blood is also the top blood of the year. Because of the scourge of more than 60 years ago, the entire Harlem people worked hard to practice, and this was the speed of such a change in just over sixty years.

Because Ye Chu was the benefactor of their entire family, Ye Chu came back again, and was welcomed by tens of thousands of people. At night, everyone ignited a bonfire and celebrated the arrival of Ye Chu.

Next to a big campfire, Ye Chu and the old patriarch sat together. The old patriarch asked Ye Chu: "Ye Chu, what about your loved ones?"

"They are somewhere else..." Ye Chu said.

"Oh, after more than sixty years, you are still in the cold..." The old patriarch curiously said, "I heard that the purple ice has changed a lot, and hundreds of thousands of strong people have fallen into it. What happened?"

The old patriarch always thought that Ye Chu and his women might have been buried in the purple ice, because they were going to the ice, and then there was a drastic change in the purple ice.

Hundreds of thousands of people who are not strong in the world, under the leadership of several saints, are almost completely annihilated by the whole army. It can be said that the whole cold region is also the first time in the millennium.

Ye Chu nodded and said: "It is true that there is such a thing, but I am lucky, and I am alive and leave."

"That's good. I was scared to death when I heard this news. I thought you were too..." The old patriarch said with some concern.

"Fortunately, you are alive now." The old patriarch looked at Ye Chu and said to Ye Chu, "Ye Chu, I don't think there is any other woman next to you. Would you like me to introduce you to us? The girl of the Harlem?"

The old patriarch naturally has his own mind. He can see that Ye Chu will be able to grow into a peerless power in the future. If a woman can follow Ye Chu, the Harlem will naturally be tied up.

"No need to..." Ye Chu was surprised. I didn't expect the old patriarch to say this.

But at this moment, a beautiful girl, holding a pot of wine came over, her face is beautiful, the facial features are exquisite, a pair of big eyes are watery, and they are affectionate.

Although she is wearing a wide skirt, she can see her body at a glance. Although it is not rich, there is a strong innocent girl's smell. Although a pair of lanterns are not huge, they are exquisite and tangible.

"Please heroes drink..." The girl's voice is soft, like the clear spring of the mountains, very beautiful.

Ye Chu looked at her, could not help but think of another woman, the dance **** Zhong Wei, and this woman has a trace of young, white and white.

"Ye Chu, this is my granddaughter, Harlem..." Seeing Ye Chuduo saw his granddaughter Harlem's eyes, the old patriarch's heart sneaked, and thought that this kid really saw the beauty and could not open his eyes, this time There are plays.

Harlem’s red face was like a drunken, and Ye Chu took her a glass of wine and asked, “How old are you?”

"I, I am twenty-five this year..." Harlem spoke a little embarrassed, not stuttering, and was caused by nervousness and shyness.

"twenty five……"

Ye Chu mouth slightly raised, with a bit of bitter smile, he looked up and drunk the wine that Harlin handed over, could not help but feel a little funny.

On earth, at this age, I should be the grandfather of this Harlem.

Seeing Ye Chu’s expression is a bit strange, the old patriarch immediately said: “Lin, you can drink some wine with Ye Chu, I will go to the convenience...”

"Okay, I get it now……"

Harlem is very shy. Of course she knows why Grandpa had to arrange for her to accompany Ye Chu, and she also observed Ye Chu for a long time, and she admired the hero of this Harlem.

She clamped her leg and sat next to Ye Chu. Although she did not say a word to Ye Chu, she was more and more red.

She felt that Ye Chu seemed to be watching her. She said nervously: "Ye Chu, thank you for helping us in the Harlem..."

"Lin, are you willing to go with me?" Ye Chu directly asked such a sentence.

"Ah..." Harlem was a little panicked, her face was red, her hands were licking her face, buried between her legs, nervously saying, "You, what are you talking about..."

"Oh, you think about it yourself. I will go to your pavilion and turn around. I will leave here tomorrow. If you agree, I will come to the pavilion tomorrow morning. I will wait for you to arrive..."

Ye Chu didn't say anything more. He held a bottle of spirits in his hand and walked away.

"he……"

For a while, Harlem looked up and looked at Ye Chu's back with a shy look. Although it looked a little swaying, it gave an unparalleled sense of security, and it seemed that his back was still a bit lonely.

"He really wants to take me away? What to do, do I want to go with him?" Harlem was very entangled.

She just quietly in the dark, looked at Ye Chu, and then went up to say a few words with Ye Chu, Ye Chu made such a request, Ye Chu Wanyi is not a good person how to do?

Looking at Ye Chu slowly disappeared in front of her, Harlan's pretty face, suddenly a touch of happy smile, as if to open a red flower, white and soft.

......

Daoge, the heavy land of the Harlem, but that night, it was only open to Ye Chu, a foreign guest.

Ye Chu alone, sitting on the floor of the Harlem Taoist Pavilion, wherever the idea goes, he can borrow the corresponding Dafa.

While drinking, he looked at the Harlem collection of these methods, although many are not particularly advanced, but they are absolutely inferior.

Although he succeeded in merging yin and yang, it does not mean that his Tao is the strongest in the world. He still needs to be jealous and more Taoist. Even if the innovator is not as good as him, he may be one. Inspired.

The director of Bozhong’s family gathers the essence of everyone and synthesizes his own way. This is the performance of Dacheng.

......

The night time was not long. Even for Ye Chu, it was a bit too short. I went to the next day when I was unconsciously. A ray of sunshine shined on his face through the glass outside the pavilion.

He looked up and looked outside, muttering to himself: "Chen is about to arrive soon, it seems that she is still not mentally prepared..."

Ye Chu did not look at the ancient borrowing again. He put the ancient borrowing of the hailstone in his hand back to the original position. He is ready to leave here. Even if there are still more than half of the ancient borrowings, they will not be forced to do so.

"You came……"