From this point of view, being Ye Lingtian’s slave is really a glorious!

In the master, the word slave is redefined.

It will no longer be a shame and derogatory meaning.

But everyone will fight for the glory of bloody blood!

We must follow the master tightly, this is the idea of ​​the two of us.

It was even more the idea of ​​Gu Feilong and the other four.

We must grasp it firmly.

Ye Lingtian said lightly: "Yes, you have any identity!"

"Then I will be your first sword slave from now on!"

Yan Beigui nodded.

"Do you know I know how to sword?"

This time it was Ye Lingtian's turn to be surprised.

"My feeling seems right..."

This is Yan Beigui’s gambling.

When he was in the National Medical Clinic, when he was performing swordsmanship, he saw Ye Lingtian's disdainful eyes.

Immediately, he was also a sword cultivator.

Much more terrifying than him.

It seems right now.

Ye Lingtian glanced at him and said, "Okay, I can make your sword stronger! As for breaking your sword, I will compensate you better then!"

"ah?"

Yan Beigui was trembling all over.

That's Gu Jian Yu Meiren!

Anything better?

Unbelievable!

But when I think of it, this one.

It seems to have become reasonable.

"What about your conditions?"

Of course, Ye Lingtian knew that Yan Beigui would not be a sword slave for him for no reason.

If you can come to be a sword slave for yourself, you will definitely have something that attracts him.

Or maybe he can help him.

Yan Beigui admitted frankly: "I have my own purpose to follow you, but I don't need it for the time being. I will tell you later!"

Ye Lingtian nodded: "Well, yes, I guess your matter has something to do with your ascetic practice of martial arts?"

It was rumored that Yan Beigui was practicing martial arts as hard as he could, and had been in seclusion.

It looks very anxious.

At that time, he concluded that Yan Beigui had the purpose of returning to the north.

Especially when I was thirty years old, I came into contact with martial arts...

"Yes, that's right! I want to become stronger! But I'm not strong enough to solve my problem yet, so I'm here to find you and want to use your power!"

Yan Beigui said.

Ye Lingtian smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give you help! Not only that, I will make you stronger! The speed of progress you have improved ten times, or even a hundred times faster than in the past!"

"hiss!"

It was Song Jinglan, the group of people who were sucking in the cold air.

Too scary.

There is no level of Yan Beigui, so it’s all right to make progress.

Still this speed?

Even Yan Beigui's scalp is numb.

If someone else says this, it's nonsense!

It was just what this person said, he believed it.

"Your injury has not healed yet? The first batch of near-sian wine I brewed has been cured, just drink a little!"

Ye Lingtian looked at him and said.

Not stingy with your own people.

What's more, it's enough for him to have hands on the fairy wine.

"Close to fairy wine?"

Yan Beigui looked puzzled.

Ye Lingtian explained: "It is the martial arts wine you know, it is just a high-end version of martial arts wine!"

"Ah? Martial wine?"

Yan Beigui's cold face instantly shines.

Also happy for my decision.

Choose the right person!

A surprise!

Martial wine?

It's also a high-end version of martial arts wine!

Awesome!

Seeing Yan Beigui so happy, Song Jinglan and his group were stunned again.

How come it is like a child.

Yan Beigui couldn't wait to follow Ye Lingtian to the brewing room.

The first batch of wine is ready.

Although it is only a few kilograms, it is because Ye Lingtian wants to see the effect.

It's a test subject!

To facilitate subsequent adjustments.

Just take Yanbei to be the experimental guinea pig.

Let’s see what the first batch of fairy wine looks like?

"Just drink half a pound!"
Chapter completed!