"Brother ye, thank you very much for saving my life."
"Haha, brother Tong, please finish the string, and I'll ask you to do the same."
Ye Chen waved his hand.
Tongqiwei is a good person.
Ye Chen mainly wanted to save him, and the other two could only say that it was luck.
next.
Everyone was confused and looked at Ye Chen curiously.
"Brother ye, why are you not restricted by magic tools?"
Ye Chen said faintly, "because this magic instrument was broken by me."
"What? Is brother ye a tool smelter?"
Tong Qiwei was surprised.
You should know that the craftsman is an extremely noble profession, with few inheritance and fewer people studying.
If ye Chen is a tool refiner, his future achievements are unlimited.
Ye Chen shook his head, "I'm not a tool refiner, but I may learn later."
Cut!
No one believes it.
But everyone has a secret. If others don't want to say it, they won't continue to ask.
"I don't know how many rounds are left. I've had enough."
Ye Chen's voice just fell.
The figures of the people were transmitted.
Of course, hundreds of bodies were also reported.
An old man floated in the air. His eyes widened with anger, and his chin beard was tangled.
"Who made this? Who broke the magic weapon?"
Killed so many people.
Lord Yulei will surely blame him.
As a keeper of magic instruments, he is to blame.
Ye Chen, of course, won't admit it and looks on coldly.
The old man vented himself for a long time, and then said seriously: "the failure of magic instruments is the problem of Yulei sect, so the sect leader ordered that an extra round of matches would be held to make up for everyone."
Hear that.
The monks with their dead companions were delighted.
Originally, they have been eliminated, but now they have the chance to advance. This is a good thing that pie falls from the sky.
After all, no one wants to join the sect.
Resources are not at all, and most of the skills are inferior.
If you want to go to heaven, joining the sect is a shortcut.
The old man glanced and asked faintly, "do you have a person named Ye Chen in public?"
Call me?
Ye Chen was stunned.
Suddenly, countless eyes turned to him.
He hugged Bai Susu in public. It was difficult to be famous. Everyone knew him.
Ye Chen felt his nose and couldn't admit it.
"It's me. What can I do for you?" Ye Chen asked calmly.
"You..."
The old man looked at him, and his eyes seemed to have deep meaning.
"Yes, it's a good-looking talent. Being able to pass the customs also proves that Huigen and his state of mind are good."
After that, he ignored Ye Chen and said, "in the city, this is all routine operation, okay?"?
Ye Chen is calculating his own advantages in his heart.
He has a sea of books, and reciting doesn't take time at all.
As long as he finds a lost skill, he can copy countless copies through screening and searching.