Respecting the elderly and loving the young is a traditional virtue in the land of China. Ye Shaohan still understands it. Of course, this virtue only applies to people whom Ye Shaohan does not dislike. For the gloomy-looking elders on the side, Ye Shaohan directly ignored them. Regardless of Huo Qilin's contempt, Ye Shaohan
He behaved like a humble junior, in sharp contrast to Ye Shaohao's arrogant performance just now.
Ye Shaohan looked at Ye Shaohao's gloomy face from the corner of his eye. The corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself, "Boy, you are still too young!"
The elder guarding Qinglong Pavilion in front of him is definitely a big boss in the clan. It is definitely beneficial to have a good relationship with him now. Ye Shaohan already understood the power of human connections in his previous life.
The humble Ye Shaohan in front of him undoubtedly made the old man secretly praise him. He slowly brushed his beard and said with a smile: "Have you ever climbed to the top after entering Qinglong Pavilion?"
Facing the expectant gazes of the old man and Ye Shaolan, Ye Shaohan just smiled awkwardly. Without saying a word, he slightly arched his hands towards the two of them, then turned and walked towards the library. Facing the many elders who were watching eagerly, Ye Shaohan
He never paid attention to it. From his original memory, he knew that except for Elder Ye Gaoye in the training camp, the other elders looked down on him to varying degrees.
Looking at Ye Shaohan's retreating figure, Ye Gaofeng also recovered from his surprise, and then laughed loudly. He mocked: "I guess this kid has never climbed to the Qinglong Pavilion, but has been staying on the bottom floor until now.
That's why I ran out in fear!" When everyone in the venue heard what he said, they immediately agreed.
When Ye Shaohao heard this, he couldn't help but exhale. In his eyes, how could a waste with unawakened attributes in his blood be able to do something that even he couldn't do? Ye Gaofeng's words undoubtedly gave some comfort to his arrogant self-esteem.
He also shook his head and said indifferently: "This is not the first time this has happened in the Ye family!"
A series of unscrupulous taunts followed, but there were still a few people looking at Ye Shaohan's back thoughtfully.
Ye Shaolan's eyes couldn't help but become confused when she heard what everyone said, and she slowly shook her head, thinking, "Did he really not climb the Qinglong Pavilion as Ye Gaofeng said?"
The old man also became confused, and he sighed secretly: "Maybe it is really as everyone said! He is still just a young man after all!"
Those bloody illusions would be unbearable even for the elders present, let alone Ye Shaohan, who had not yet awakened his bloodline stroke attribute. Almost everyone present recognized Ye Gaofeng's statement, and those unscrupulous taunts fell into Ye Shaohan's head with the breeze.
In his ears, he just shrugged slightly.
"Boy, why don't you tell them that you successfully entered the top floor of Qinglong Pavilion!" Huo Qilin asked. Although Huo Qilin likes to argue with Ye Shaohan, he also especially likes to see Ye Shaohan's depressed expression, but he heard everyone say this
, it was very dissatisfied in its heart.
"Xiao Huo, you think I'm you, I'm not as stupid as you!" Hearing Huo Qilin ask, Ye Shaohan immediately said, he rubbed his forehead and pursed his lips and said: "I am undoubtedly like an ant in the eyes of those elders.
They always support Ye Shaohao. If I tell them that I entered the top floor of Qinglong Pavilion and obtained the Qi of Qinglong, doesn’t that mean that the wind attribute in my blood has awakened? Do you think Ye Gaofeng will give me a chance to grow? With him
His character will probably strangle me in the cradle!"
"Indeed, they must all know that entering the top floor of Qinglong Pavilion can obtain Qinglong Qi, otherwise there would not be so many children of the Ye family entering. Not bad! It seems that you are not only shameless, but also know how to use your brain! Now in China
Are all the special forces soldiers as shameless as you?" Huo Qilin gave a rare compliment, but did not forget to continue teasing Ye Shaohan.
"Xiaohuo, what a good thing you got that blood-red bead just now!" Ye Shaohan did not forget the bead, because the aura from the bead made him feel like he had seen it before. Huo Qilin snickered and replied.
: "Boy, that's a good thing! I'll tell you when you form wind crystals!"
Feng Jing, Ye Shaohan was stunned, and his heart immediately became hot. Isn't it a matter of seconds to form Feng Jing? You must know that what he awakened is the strongest wind-attribute bloodline. The twin-crystal fighter is in Luoyu Continent.
That was a national treasure. Ye Shaohan calmed down the throbbing in his heart, stepped on it, and his body turned into a shadow and ran towards the outside of the library pavilion.
When they passed the outer courtyard of the Library Pavilion, the young men all looked at Ye Shaohan's figure strangely. The battle between him and Ye Shaodong gradually spread in the training camp. Everyone no longer dared to ridicule Ye Shaohan unscrupulously. After all, he was so cruel just now.
The method slightly shocked everyone.
There were overgrown weeds, rocks of different shapes were piled randomly on the roadside, and the green steps were piled with withered yellow leaves. A figure swept past and rolled up the remaining leaves on the ground. Suddenly, the figure paused, and Ye Shaohan's face changed slightly.
He looked towards the forest beside him, kicked off his feet, and jumped up to the top of the tree.
"boom"
Just at this moment, several harsh sounds rang out from the dense forest, accompanied by some screams. Ye Shaohan raised his head and frowned slightly. He flashed and jumped to the branch of a nearby tree again, looking for the source of the sound.
Since almost all the leaves on the trees had fallen off, Ye Shaohan could clearly see the situation in the forest through the gaps between the branches. He frowned deeper and murmured to himself: "Ye Shaolin!"
Ye Shaolin is the grandson of the eldest elder of the Ye family. He and Ye Shaolan joined that powerful sect together. When he beat Ye Shaohan, Ye Shaolin also had a share. This was the first time Ye Shaohan saw this Ye Shaohan since he traveled to this world.
Shaolin.
In the forest, Ye Shaolin looked coldly at the dozen bloody teenagers lying on the ground and the little girl curled up crying. He said disdainfully: "You cannot provoke the direct disciples. Remember that you are collateral disciples.
They are just rubbish born from those rubbish, and they will always be lower than us in the family!"
Standing next to Ye Shaolin were two young men about the same age as him. One of them had a face full of fat and looked like a pig's head. There was a lustful look in his small eyes. He slowly walked towards the girl, exulting.
He said with a smile: "Little sister, let me touch your bones to see how talented you are." After saying that, he touched the girl's face with both hands. The girl kicked her feet back in panic. The girl acted like this.
This immediately caused the fat man to laugh triumphantly.
Ye Shaolin frowned slightly and said in a cold voice: "Shaoming, don't go too far."
The fat man's face turned red, he took a few steps back, bowed towards Ye Shaolin and said, "Brother Lin, I was wrong."
When Ye Shaolin heard this, he just waved his hands impatiently, turned around and said again: "If you want to do it, you must be decisive."
With Ye Shaolin's consent, the fat man's eyes shone, and he quickly walked to the girl's side. The girl looked at the fat man getting closer and closer, crying loudly and shouting: "Brother...brother, save...me...
"
At this time, a young man lying on the ground saw the fat man's hands reaching out to his sister. Regardless of the bleeding wound on his body, he jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the fat man.
He didn't react for a moment, but the young man's slender nails were directly on the fat man's shoulder, and then a scream like a ghost crying or wolf howling came from the fat man's mouth.
The fat man's body glowed with cyan light, and he punched the young man in the stomach angrily. "Bang" blood spurted out from the young man's mouth crazily. He was as weak as a kite with a broken string.
Then it flew away and hit the ground hard, landing right at Ye Shaolin's feet.
Ye Shaolin avoided the blood vomited by the young man with disgust. He frowned and said coldly: "Shaoming, can you please stop being so violent?"
The fat man thought of Ye Shaolin's bloody side just now, and he thought in his heart: "Don't let me be too violent." Although he thought so in his heart, the fat face was looking at Ye Shaolin with a flattering expression.
Said: "Brother Lin, I won't do it next time."
The girl exclaimed, crying intermittently, and kept crawling towards the boy. However, her way was blocked by the huge body. There was a look of despair in her eyes. Looking at her desperate look, the fat man
Even more excited.
At this time, the young man crawled on the ground with difficulty, climbed to Ye Shaolin's feet, grabbed Ye Shaolin's feet, and said weakly to Ye Shaolin with a begging face: "Brother Lin, please, don't you do this?"
It’s none of my sister’s business, just let her go!”
Ye Shaolin didn't even look at the young man. He kicked the young man in the stomach casually and said coldly: "You shouldn't mess with your direct disciples!"
At this time, the fat man's face was red, and he looked at the girl's newly developed breasts with lust, and slowly stretched his hands forward. The girl looked at the boy lying on the ground in despair, and then closed her eyes. She was already desperate in her heart.
After a long time, the girl didn't feel those hateful hands reaching out. She couldn't help but open her eyes, but she was shocked by the scene in front of her. At some point, there was a sword in front of the fat man, a looming sword.
Qi emanated from the sword, and cold sweat kept dripping from the fat man's face. Ye Shaolin also looked at the iron sword stuck on the ground in disbelief. He did not expect that anyone would dare to interfere with his business.
"You've gone too far." At this moment, a voice came from the forest behind, and a figure was seen running towards the sword stuck on the ground very quickly. The sword on the ground suddenly disappeared, but appeared on the fat man's side.
On his neck, a sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth. He looked coldly at Ye Shaolin, whose expression changed slightly, and said with a smile: "Ye Shaolin, don't you think it's a little too much?"