"Little Holy Maiden, your Holy Order is still not recruiting" When Elder Min of the Holy Order heard this, his face immediately sank: Could it be that the new saint from this heaven and earth is this supreme genius who can use brute force to catch the magic sword on the stage "Recruitment, there is no limit, the more the better, there are no cultivation requirements, and there are no cumbersome procedures such as stamping and oath, as long as you participate in the educational activities organized by this saint on time.
"I want to join the group" "The three of us join the group together" "Let's all join the group together" Before the duel ended, Little Lori had no intention of cheering for herself, and was busy recruiting troops at the outer gate.
Song Chuxiu on the stage was even more confused than the spectators in the audience at this time: how could this be, how could this be "Girl, brother doesn't like to pinch girls' necks, you better surrender automatically."
Ye Feng said with a smile on his face.
"You lied to me," Song Chuxiu said angrily, "You haven't succeeded in cultivating the Possessed Spirit Soldier at all." ” "Niu, why did my brother lie to you" Ye Feng spit out casually, spit out a miniature spirit soldier, and the spirit soldier saw that the wind rose sharply, and it rose into a wind and rain sword.
Ye Feng looked at Song Chuxiu, smiled again and said: "Niu, brother told you the truth before, a genius like you, one brother can sweep one hundred and eighty, and deal with you one, can brother still use a sword to move his fingers." ” "You have this sword hidden on you, why are you okay?"
Song Chuxiu couldn't help asking.
"Niu, brother will tell you a fact, brother once got a trace of the formation mystery when he opened the sky."
Ye Feng said with a smile on his face, "Although it is only a trace of it, it is still much better than the layman of Master Ma's professional refining weapon who can only carve the formation diagram according to the gourd drawing." ” "So you re-forged the Wind and Rain Sword yourself, you not only know how to refine pills, but also how to refine weapons," Song Chuxiu said with an incredulous expression.
"Boy, I can only be regarded as rough at the moment, and I haven't studied it specifically, Master Ma's craftsmanship is quite exquisite, and I am very satisfied with the transformation of the wind and rain sword, why do I want to reforge the axe in the class" Ye Feng said with a smile, "I just changed the unprofessional places when Master Ma carved the formation diagram to be a little more professional." ” He Shengfeng is both a show and a talent was suppressed by a fledgling boy in all directions, and was teased like this, Song Chuxiu instantly felt that all his thoughts were lost, and all his previous ambitions were just wishful thinking that he could not do enough.
"Ye Feng, kill me, although I, Song Chuxiu, am a daughter, I am also a hero among the people who stand up to the sky, and I will never surrender to you, let alone swear allegiance to you, a former servant of the Prime Minister's Mansion."
Silent tears slipped from the corners of Song Chuxiu's eyes, and she stood up stubbornly and proudly, reflecting the scorching sun in the east, which looked particularly poignant.
"Okay, senior sister, I'm a little monk from a slave, and I can't afford to raise a noble county lord like you, I don't need you to surrender to me, I don't need you to be loyal to me, I don't even have to admit defeat, we are a tie, how" Since ancient times, beautiful women love heroes, and heroes should pity beauties; A few heroes are negative, just because of their reputations.
Qingshi laughs about romantic debts, who knows the true temperament of romance; If you have true love and beauty, why not pay for the great cause.
Even if you have the imperial industry for thousands of years, there is no wine and no beauty in this life, The country is drunk with a smile, and success or failure is nothing more than a posthumous name.
After Ye Feng looked at the senior sister who made his heart flutter with pity, he beckoned to the audience and said, "Doudou, bring the things up." ” Ye Feng's mood has become more and more restless recently, and when he sees the plump woman, he instinctively reminds him of a famous saying on the earth: Spring is coming, and the season for animals to be glued has arrived.
He wondered if his brain was wrong with leveling.
In his previous life, his development was very slow, and he only brought a few little cute girls on the Internet, and he was only a cute girl in the sense of an avatar, Ye Feng, who had never even seen a real person, how did he know that this was actually the performance of an adolescent teenager.
He will soon be fifteen, his hormones have risen sharply, and now it is the most restless mid-spring season, can the young people not be restless "Brother Feng, give."
A large square cardboard box was brought into the ring by Xiao Lori, and after Xiao Lori looked at Song Chuxiu with her chin high, she trotted down.
Ye Feng opened the carton, and inside was a large stack of yellow table paper, which was the loot that Ye Feng had looted from Luo Yufei's big bag and small bag.
Ye Feng took out one from it, handed it to Song Chuxiu and said, "Senior sister, I have already avenged your revenge for you, and you can cultivate with all your heart and ease in the future." ” Song Chuxiu mechanically took the yellow paper, and the tears fell faster, when she was a helpless little girl who came to the miscellaneous courtyard of the Tianyan Sect, how many hardships and sins she had suffered before she struggled for the prestige of a generation of heavenly pride.
She has gradually forgotten this humiliation of the yellow paper, Luo Yufei's brainless waste, she didn't take it to heart at all, she believed that as long as she rushed into the inner door, she could kill that idiot with a little trick, and the tabloid revenge with one arrow.
But all the glory that he had earned through all his suffering and humiliation was crushed by a slave-born child today.
"Where is Yue Chong, the leader of the Four Elephants Sect," Ye Feng held up a piece of yellow sheet paper and shouted.
A majestic figure swept up to the stage like a wind, knelt down on one knee to Ye Feng and said, "Minister, kneel to the Holy Sect Master and ask for Jin An."
"What are you doing, you" Ye Feng stretched out his leg and kicked him up, "Quickly take back your yellow table paper, the talisman array on it has been unsealed by me, you just need to take back that drop of your soul blood." ” Speaking of this, Ye Feng stared at Yue Chong and said earnestly: "Don't sell your soul to others in the future, soul trading is very dangerous and not fun, you know no" "Holy Sect Master, the minister is willing to give his heart to you, please be sure to accept the minister's loyalty."
Yue Chong stood aside and said with great loyalty, but his heart became more and more frightened: I am not as good as your senior sister, so please ask the Holy Sect Master, your old man, to stop playing the game of soul roasting.
"If you take it back, you will take it back, why are you so verbose" Ye Feng glared at him and shouted, "Uncle, my hobby is leveling, not thinking, I don't have the heart to accept any junior brother, understand?"
"Thank you, thank you, Holy Sect Leader Longen" Yue Chong immediately knelt on the ground with joy and sincerity, and after kowtowing three times in a row, he took away his yellow table paper.
After sending Yue Chong away, Ye Feng held the carton and said loudly to the audience: "I don't have time to name one by one, all the senior brothers and sisters who have been coerced by Luo Yufei to sign the yellow table paper, please come to the stage quickly and bring back your soul blood."
In an uproar, countless people ran out from all corners, gathered together and ran to the God of War platform, the scene was really spectacular, these people were all elites of the outer gate, including almost all the bigwigs of the outer gate.
It can be seen that the former third prince Luo Yufei is really not an idiot, he is just used to being arrogant and underestimating Ye Feng too much.
"This son is quite a saint, and he has the atmosphere of a saint."
Elder Min's face was so black that he almost wrung out charcoal
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