"Hey!"
Ye Chen sighed in his heart and said with a straight face: "Whether what you said is true or false, it is true that twenty-seven members of my Ye family died because of you. I must avenge this today!"
Finished.
Ye Chen's eyes once again had a killing intent, and a spear intent that pierced the sky surged around him.
"etc!"
In order to delay time, Ye Long had to add extra drama to save his life.
"Are you scared to death!?"
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a touch of contempt in his heart.
Fortunately, he thought Ye Long was a person just now, but he didn't expect that he was still a waste who was afraid of death.
However, Ye Long's spinelessness made him feel less guilty.
"I have endured humiliation and heavy burdens for so many years, and I have long put life and death aside, but I am not willing to go down to see my ancestors like this."
Ye Long seemed to be possessed by Qin Laoliu, and said with all his benevolence and righteousness: "If you, Ye Chen, still have any conscience, you should leave the Northern Fortress immediately. I can hand over a million black flag troops to your commander, as well as mine."
I can also give you a copy of the treasure map."
"you……"
Ye Chen's expression changed, and he was greatly shocked.
Compared with the overall situation of Ye Long's restoration of the family, his blood feud is simply ridiculous.
Not only did the guilt not decrease, it actually increased.
this moment--
Ye Chen was caught in a tangle, and his heart began to waver.
Morally speaking, Long Aotian is his enemy. He really cannot let his ancestors down and become the God of War in Northern Xinjiang.
But that was the recognition that he had worked hard to get. It didn't mean he could just let it go.
"Ye Chen, I really didn't misjudge you!"
Ye Long once again stood at the highest point of morality and said with ridicule: "You are just a villain who considers thieves as his father. You are not worthy of being a man, let alone a descendant of my Ye family."
"I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!"
Ye Chen immediately denied Sanlian, saying that he was definitely not that kind of person
Ye Long pressed forward step by step: "No, just leave the northern fortress, come and take over my million-strong black flag army, find the treasure with the treasure map, and fulfill the ancestor's last wish to regain Dayan."
"Recover Dayan!"
Ye Chen's body trembled and he murmured to himself.
He knew that Dayan was the name of the previous dynasty. He used to look down on this mediocre dynasty, but now he realized that it was actually his root.
"Promise me to leave the Northern Fortress and recover Dayan!"
Ye Long forced himself to stand up, vomiting blood and holding on to Ye Chen tightly.
"I……"
Ye Chen froze on the spot, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.
He could feel Ye Long's obsession and his unwillingness.
At the same time, he also felt a trace of regret in his heart as to why he wanted to seek revenge from Ye Long.
Knowing the truth made it difficult for him to make a choice. On the one hand, he had the important task of recovering Dayan, and on the other hand, he was reluctant to let go of the northern Xinjiang fortress.
If he could do it all over again, he really wouldn't want to face this multiple-choice question.
Rumble!
A deafening roar suddenly sounded, accompanied by a shot of gunfire.
"That's... the Silver Dragon Swallowing Pearl!"
Ye Chen suddenly looked back.
I saw a silver dragon rising into the sky in the distance, and then a dazzling mushroom cloud bloomed.
"The lord is finally here!"
Ye Long couldn't help but feel relieved, sensing Qin Feng through the Immortal Slave Seal.
"It's that person..."
Ye Chen was shocked and immediately thought of the murderer who pretended to be him.
Without any hesitation...
Ye Chen suddenly pulled out his silver spear and turned into a ray of white light soaring into the sky.
At the same time, he felt inexplicably relieved and found an excuse for himself not to do the multiple-choice questions.
As for whether Ye Long can survive, it depends on his own destiny.
Plop!
Ye Long fell to the ground with a pale face, and the blood on his chest kept flowing out.
If no one treats me in time, it won't be long before I can get a box lunch.
"Am I really going to die!?"
Just when Ye Long's vision began to blur, he seemed to see Qin Feng falling from the sky.
I saw the eyes of Qin Feng's external incarnation changing, perfectly replicating the ancient double pupils of the original body, and the life force of his right eye immediately locked onto the dying Ye Long.
at this time--
Wuling Holy Land.
Qin Feng's real body is sitting on a four-wheeled vehicle and basking in the sun.
Due to the loss of part of the origin of the outer avatar in the refining avatar, his face is extremely pale now, and he looks like he is about to receive a lunch box at any time.
Fortunately, the Thirty-Three-Day Creation Technique is magical, and you can restore your true nature as long as you practice quietly for a few days.
"Someone was saved!"
Qin Feng successfully saw Ye Long being rescued from the perspective of his external avatar.
However, the external incarnation did not stay too long, but took the treasure map and left quickly.
Now that his villain points have bottomed out, he has no sense of security and must find a way to get more villain points.
"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for seizing the opportunity to snatch the mythical Chosen Son and gaining five million villain points!"
"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for snatching the chance of being the chosen one at the mythical level and getting a chance to draw a lottery!"
"Lottery opportunity!?"
Qin Feng's expression was slightly startled, and he felt inexplicably disappointed.
Remember to get one at Mingjian Villa
When he hid the treasure map, what he got was an enhanced lottery chance.
But the second time he got it, he was given a discount, which made him like those courtesans on the Qinhuai River. The more he got, the less valuable he was.
"Boss, are you okay!?"
Thousands of troops and horses quickly seized the opportunity and rushed forward to inquire with concern.
Ever since Qin Feng had the protection of masters like Mu Xiu, San Nong, and Qi Xiuyuan, their dog-licking career has encountered a major career crisis.
This time, we must take advantage of Mu Xiu, No. 3 Lane, and Qi Xiuyuan's retreat to express themselves well and strive to become the most considerate bitch in Qin Feng's mind.
"I'm fine!"
Qin Feng waved his hand and said: "Release all the navy troops under your command. No matter what Ye Chen, the God of War in Northern Xinjiang does, you will make it known to everyone, do you understand?!"
"Uh...yes!"
The eyes of thousands of troops and horses were full of sympathy, and they mourned three minutes of silence for Ye Chen.
He doesn't want to mess with anyone, so he has to fight for women with the petty Qin Laoliu.
Now it's better. Not only do I have to bear the blame, but my reputation is completely ruined.
Lin San, who was treated like this last time, still dares not show his face in front of others for fear of being recognized and beaten.
"correct!"
Qin Feng thought for a while and then explained: "When you let the navy blackmail Ye Chen's giegie, it's best to say that his attack methods are very weird, and it feels like time is suspended. You don't need to describe it too deliberately, just give him a little reminder.
"
"Time paused!?"
Thousands of troops and horses looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what Qin Feng meant.
But as a qualified loser, they naturally know what to ask and what not to ask.
After explaining the matter, Qin Feng called the system to draw a lottery.
There was a crash!
The familiar big turntable appeared in front of me and began to rotate slowly...
This chapter has been completed!