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Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters calmly refuse

Chang San said it very calmly, and the implication was that it did not require Yichen's help.

"Okay, I still have something to do, so let's take the lead. Third Master, we will have a date later."

Yichen didn't force himself, so he left the teahouse with Xiaoxuan.

"Yi Chen, I feel that the third master is not honest."

Yichen walked along the way, Xiao Xuan followed her happily, making her much more obedient than she did when she was playing tricks.

For fear that Yichen would not want him to follow him, Xiaoxuan was much more polite when speaking.

"Where did you see it?" Yi Chen asked without comment.

Senior Brother Zhou's eyes clearly showed joy, but Chang San said it lightly, which was indeed a bit strange.

"When he spoke, he was restless and even breathed, he could hide his breath. I knew as soon as I heard that this guy didn't tell the truth."

Xiaoxuan looked at Yichen proudly, as if showing off his meticulousness:

"His cultivation has reached the level of a peak war coach, and he cannot concentrate and calm down, which means there are difficult problems, but why don't you help? Although you are not very strong, you are considered a war king's strong man."

With Xiaoxuan's strength, it is easy to see at a glance that the cultivation level of Chang San is easy, but it is very rare to be able to detect the subtle changes in Chang San's breathing.

Yichen felt that Chang San was strange because he and Senior Brother Zhou's expressions showed that he had not noticed the aura at all.

It seems that this Xiaoxuan is not as simple as she usually shows, and perhaps some of her actions were deliberately done.

"What do you mean by the War King? Don't forget, I have defeated you!"

Yichen didn't point it out and deliberately pretended to be dissatisfied:

"By the way, when did I call you elder brother? A little brat, I actually asked the third master to call you uncle. No big or small one, so I will not be like this in the future!"

When Yichen thought of this, he was a little annoyed. He was ten or eight years old and had to be the eldest brother and uncle, which means he didn't care about it in the third year of Changchun. If it were someone else, he would have been rude to Xiaoxuan long ago.

"What's the matter? I think those who are much older than you are, don't they call you the boss?" Xiao Xuan said with a sarcastic remark.

During the Baili Forest, Suzukawa and others did call Yichen the eldest, and none of these people was less than fifty years old.

Speaking of which, Tao Shuyao is over a thousand years old, and he can call Boss Yichen, and Chang San calls Xiaoxuan and uncle. It may not be impossible.

"It's different. You can be the boss at a young age, but you can't ask someone to call you uncle... Forget it, you little kid don't understand anyway."

Yichen felt that he could not explain to Xiaoxuan, so he gave up his entanglement and asked in another tone:

"Xiao Xuan, what level of cultivation is your level?"

Yin Wuwei is a middle-level War King strongman, and he can't hide his mental power perception. Even if he is a war king like the hidden power Boss Mei, Yi Chen can basically make a judgment.

However, the aura emitted by Xiao Xuan was neither the level of the War King's Strongest Man, nor was it different from the War King's Strong Man like Tao Shuyao. Yi Chen has never been able to explore Xiao Xuan's cultivation level.

"I don't know either. You can't beat me anyway, unless you cheat."

Xiao Xuan looked confused, as if he could not even tell the level of cultivation himself. He only knew one thing, that was that he was stronger than Yichen.
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