In particular, I don't know whether I should drink it or not.
"Owner, what is this? Why is it so delicious! It looks like a tomato!" Xie Xiaofan suddenly asked.
"Er..."
Ye Li was stunned. Ye Chen, how can you ask me such a retarded question!
What you eat is tomatoes, also known as tomatoes, or persimmons for short, but how can I answer you?
Is it a persimmon?
Fortunately, Ye Li had an idea: "elder, this is called Saint fruit. The air and soil in the ancient martial world have not been polluted, so its taste is extremely sweet, better than all fruits."
"Oh! OK, give me three Jin later, no, five Jin."
Xiexiaofan ate as he stroked.
The people looked at each other and showed a trace of wonder.
Once upon a time, ye Chen was arrogant and indifferent, killing people without blinking an eye.
Why is it like a person suddenly changed today?
Although very grounded, it's a bit like a street gangster.
After a series of twists and turns, Xie Xiaofan was full of wine and food.
He wiped his mouth and patted his stomach comfortably: "I'm full, I'm leaving."
"Go? Don't you want to attend the Wulin conference tomorrow?"
"This is a matter between your sects. What does it have to do with me?"
"At least it's a feast. I hope elder ye can make a little thin noodles." Ye Li arched his hand.
"Yes, there is no Wulin meeting of master ye, but the losses of our major sects."
"This..." Xie Xiaofan hesitated.
He knows what he thinks.
As long as you start, you will reveal your secrets.
At that time, it's easy to lose your head.
Xuanyu said again, "are you still angry with xuanchangmen, master ye? Tie Hanhan, who offended you before, has been killed by me. Would you like to see the body yourself?"
Xie Xiaofan waved his hand in a hurry.
He fainted!
"Well, I'll attend the Wulin conference tomorrow."
Then, Xie Xiaofan went to sleep in the most luxurious room.
But the three leaders quarreled.
After all, attending the Wulin conference should be in the form of a sect. Ye Chen has no sect, and no sect is a casual person.
Therefore, the ownership of Ye Chen has become a topic of contention.
I was speechless all night.
The sun rose high, and ye Chen came to the door of the Wulin assembly.
"Show me your token."
The disciple at the door said.
Ye Chen handed over the token of Tianxiu sect.
The disciple showed a touch of surprise.
"Tianxiu sect, why have you never heard of it?"
Ye Chen now looks like a middle-aged uncle. He smiled: "the small sect just established has never heard of normal."
"Well, since it's a sect, you can go in."
Enter the real venue.
Ye Chen looked around and saw a magnificent palace standing in the front of the square.
The whole hall is luxurious, noble and majestic, and the most important thing is that it has a powerful momentum. It seems that only Wang Zhe is qualified to live in.
Looking from the door, there is also a golden dragon chair.
It's said that it's where the Wulin alliance leader sits.
Ye Chen squinted: "this position is good. I'll take it in the future."
Poof!
Suddenly.
A laugh came from behind Ye Chen.
"Just like you, you still want to be the leader of the alliance? Which onion are you?"
Ye Chen looks back.
I saw a handsome young man, dressed in white and holding a white fan, who looked like a dog.
"I don't know which onion I count, but I know you can't even count onions." Ye Chen said faintly.