Chapter 53 The prevalence of secondary school diseases (please vote for me, please follow up)
Wei Zhou looked at Ye Chuxiao, who was standing in the center of the crowd and was being worshiped, and felt extremely insulted.
In ten days, she scraped the ground without even finding Ye Chuxiao, and now she was at the top of the storm in front of her.
What's the difference between this and the Tauren in person?
At least in Wei Zhou's view, there is no difference.
And the reality is often like this. When you are not satisfied, they will not let you go, but will continue to give you critical blows.
"Sister! Are you coming to see the fun too?" Wei Yangyang came in a talisman car with her classmates. Looking at the bustling Linggen Square, she was eager to try it out.
After seeing his sister, he subconsciously shrank his neck, appearing a little scared.
But he didn't want to show off his timidity in front of his friends, so he abruptly changed the subject.
"Uncle bastard, let me go again." Wei Yangyang pouted and searched the crowd with his eyes.
Originally it was just a matter of changing the topic, but now that the conversation has started, the more I think about it, the more angry I become.
She is such a beautiful girl, and she invites her so sincerely, but the uncle keeps breaking the appointment, which is really rude.
As his eyes moved, Wei Yangyang's gaze naturally fixed on Ye Chuxiao in the crowd.
"Wait a minute, those clothes... why do they look like my uncle's? The color of the inner clothes looks a bit like our school uniforms!" Wei Yangyang looked puzzled.
He does not mean that.
Wei Yangyang's words fell into Wei Zhou's ears, but they were like thunder.
"Yangyang, what did you say?"
"What uncle?"
Wei Yangyang was suddenly grabbed by Wei Zhou's arm, and his expression froze. His bright and discerning eyes seemed to have shrunk in size at this moment: "Uncle... that's uncle!"
"I'm asking you, who is he and what is his relationship with you?" Wei Zhou asked with eyes that seemed to be spitting fire.
Wei Yangyang whispered: "My uncle's name is Yang Erlang. He is my classmate and deskmate."
"When did he enter school?" Wei Zhou asked.
"About ten days ago? I can't remember exactly!" Wei Yangyang said.
When Wei Zhou heard this, he almost bit his teeth into pieces with hatred: "No wonder! Wang Shirui, I underestimated you. You deliberately used the Yangyang as a cover to avoid screening, and also used her to learn about my movements. No wonder I arrested you."
I can’t help you.”
At this time, Ye Chuxiao had no idea what Wei Zhou had imagined.
He just knows that he gained weight today.
The number of destiny points has increased to more than 22,000. If he maintains this number and returns to Daheng, it is possible for Ye Chuxiao to break the earth and become the king as long as he has a chance.
In a world with the Internet, information spreads rapidly, and what Ye Chuxiao did is indeed of epoch-making significance.
He will bring far-reaching changes to the world.
Under such a premise, it is not surprising that he has gained more than 20,000 life points and is still rising.
"If I come back a few more times, even if the sensational effect becomes worse as time goes by, I will still be sure that I will have more than 30,000 life points before I leave this world."
"It's a pity that the flaws in the way of heaven in this world do not match the flaws in the way of heaven that I am in Daeheng. Otherwise, I really could have come a few more times."
A ray of rainbow light tore through the sky, and a man in a fiery red feathered coat suddenly appeared above Ye Chuxiao's head, stepping on red silk threads coming from a distance, looking down at Ye Chuxiao.
His eyes were full of arrogance, and his fiery red eyebrows slanted into his temples, showing his dominance and arrogance.
The powerful momentum overwhelmed thousands of monks in Linggen Square.
A large number of low-level monks were out of breath under the pressure of his momentum.
Ye Chuxiao was okay, after all, he had swum through the sea of suffering several times, and Ye Chuxiao had laid a solid foundation.
"Wang Shirui! You destroyed my business empire that I have been running for many years."
"You are challenging me."
"Okay! I accept your challenge."
"If you can cross mountains and seas, pass through many difficulties and obstacles, and come to me, I will make an exception and grant you a fair fight."
"Before that... I must remind you not to be killed by some dirty maggots."
"In that case, I will be very disappointed with you."
After finishing speaking, the man raised his head and laughed a few times before disappearing into the clouds.
Ye Chuxiao raised his head, confused the whole time.
"Who is here? What does he want to do? What kind of business empire? Do I want to challenge him?"
Listening carefully, Ye Chuxiao wanted to know from the crowd who this man in a red feather coat was.
And the reason why the other party suddenly came here to warn me and then left without doing anything.
"Who is that?"
"I don't know! He said that the prince destroyed his business empire, so he should be the family elder or patriarch who sells spiritual roots!"
"Wei, Wu, Zhao, and Lu are the four major spiritual root selling families. I have never heard of such an elder!"
The people were also confused.
At this time, Wei Zhou finally adjusted his mood and walked over to Ye Chuxiao.
"Congratulations, you finally defeated me." Wei Zhou turned his face and said awkwardly.
Ye Chuxiao's eyes were slightly dull: "It's not final! I just do it casually, that's it!" Ye Chuxiao thought for a while, but finally did not say these words.
"This time... I was careless, but I promise, there won't be a second time." Wei Zhou bit his red lips, his particularly charming eyes showing his unwillingness at this moment.
Ye Chuxiao looked at Wei Zhou even more strangely.
Ye Chuxiao, who had a decent emotional intelligence, instinctively felt that it would be better not to speak at this time.
Whatever she said would make her misunderstanding even deeper.
"Wang Shirui! You have to remember that your opponent is me!"
"It can only be me."
"To remind you, the man who just appeared called himself the 'Yanyu Emperor' and often claimed to have created a divine garden filled with high-grade spiritual roots. However, no one has ever seen his garden with his own eyes, nor has anyone seen it.
He takes out any kind of high-grade spiritual root."
"So, although his cultivation is good, he is not worthy of being your opponent." Wei Zhou looked at Ye Chuxiao stubbornly, as if waiting for Ye Chuxiao's cooperation.
Ye Chuxiao finally felt the rich, second-level aura coming towards his face.
In front of the public, Ye Chuxiao didn't feel any excitement at all, he just felt embarrassed and wanted to press his toes to the ground.
"Oh oh oh! So this is the relationship! The entanglement of love and hate, the battle of wisdom and wisdom, the competition for the fate of the times between the noble son of the new era and the female CEO of the old era... This is simply
, It’s simply great!” An older monk held his heart in his hands and cheered loudly.
Ye Chuxiao's back stiffened and his whole body felt numb.
Previously, he had been operating and cultivating the promotion plan of Utopia Spiritual Root, and his understanding of the world was inevitably somewhat neglected.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a critical blow.
And inexplicably, I suddenly want to join them. What's going on?
"This is really... so terrifying!"
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