When the voice fell, several people in the field were slightly startled. Obviously, the impact of King Ming's previous action on them was still not small.
Ye Fan was also slightly surprised, "Why did King Ming invite me?"
"King Ming didn't say anything, he just asked us to invite Young Master Ye Fan to come over." The commander replied in a sincere tone.
At this point, Ye Fan had nothing to ask. He just hesitated a little and put down the hand holding the sword. "King Ming invites me, and I will naturally agree."
"Okay, Mr. Ye Fan, please come with me." The commander replied, walking in front, and the team also moved accordingly, still maintaining the word-of-mouth shape, surrounding Ye Fan in the middle, the tall figures formed a queue, from the outside,
There is no trace of Ye Fan at all.
"How is this a gesture of inviting people?" Fatty Li and the others stood there, looking at the army that was gradually retreating. Fatty Li hesitated, "Prince Ming is not a bad person, right..."
"No one can say whether it's bad or not." Ning Mengnian, who was standing by, spoke up once again, and added: "But it's impossible for a person like the King of Zhen to do anything to a junior."
"Isn't Ye Fan the grandson of King Zhan Tian? I seem to have heard that King Zhan Tian was tyrannical and offended many people..."
"Everyone who is crowned king is proud. Even if there is any disagreement with Ye Fan, he would go directly to Marshal Ye Mou instead of Ye Fan."
"Then I feel relieved when you say that." Hearing this, Fatty Li breathed a sigh of relief, then patted his belly and looked at the restaurant in front of him.
"Since Mark is fine, let's reward ourselves with a big meal."
"Ye Fan isn't even here, why bother giving me such a reward." Wang Lingxi was the first to speak up, "I'm going to find a place for us to stay for the night."
"Me too." Ma Xiaoxue also said the same thing.
"Hey." Fatty Li was stunned when he saw two of the four people leaving. "If Ye Fan is not here, he still has to eat."
As he said that, Fatty Li looked at Ning Mengnian, and under Fatty Li's slightly expectant gaze, Ning Mengnian finally shook his head slowly, "Brother Li, Ye Fan told me something recently.
, I may need to review, so I won’t eat.”
"They're all gone." Watching the three people leave one after another, Fatty Li looked helplessly at the restaurant and thought for a while. Finally, he tightened his belt and said, "Forget it, I'll wait until Mark comes back to eat."
As he said that, Fatty Li turned around, but after walking a few steps, his stomach growled unsatisfactorily, which made him stop and turned to look at the restaurant, seeming to hesitate.
"How about eating half first?"
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On the roof of the tallest building in Storm City, Ye Fan was led here by the commander at this moment.
The rooftop hall is spacious, but there are no extraneous furnishings. There are only two futons placed there, and no one else is there.
"Master Ye Fan, please wait a moment. I will inform Prince Ming first." At the door, the commander spoke to Ye Fan and quickly walked into the room. Then, before he could come out, Prince Ming had already walked out of the house.
He was not wearing iron armor at this time, but was wearing a clean white robe, but his figure was still tall and majestic. When he saw Ye Fan, he had a smile on his face, "Master Ye Fan, you look like a handsome young man.
"
"Please take a seat."
With that said, Prince Ming sat down on the futon.
"Okay." Ye Fan responded, and sat on the futon opposite King Ming.
"Prince Ming is very busy today, and I don't know what the important matter is for inviting this junior."
"There are no important things, just a small talk." Prince Ming responded, just smiled and clapped his hands. Then, the previous commander walked out with a tiger talisman, handed it to Prince Ming respectfully, and stepped aside at the same time.
"Your grandfather and I were old friends. This piece of the Thousand Captain's Tiger Talisman should be given to you as a meeting gift. If you are interested, you can come to my camp at any time to take up the post."
Ye Fan was obviously surprised by King Ming's politeness when he came up. Looking at the tiger talisman handed over by King Ming, Ye Fan did not accept it, but held his hand and said: "No merit will not be rewarded. The younger generation inherits the shadow of our ancestors, so we should be more worthy."
Get rewarded for your strength.”
"I am grateful for King Ming's courtesy, but I cannot accept the Tiger Talisman."
Ye Fan's answer sounded, and then Prince Ming was slightly startled. Then he was not embarrassed and put away the tiger talisman, "Young Master Ye Fan has a bit of the magnanimity of your grandfather."
"King Ming is ridiculous." Ye Fan replied. At this moment, looking at King Ming who was looking at him with a smile, there was a slight stalemate, and then he handed over his hand again, "King Ming is a meritorious figure on the front line and the soul pillar of the human race. If you have anything to do with him,
If you talk to the juniors, you can tell them directly. If the juniors can help, they will do their best."
When the voice fell, this time, King Ming's eyes changed slightly. He glanced at Ye Fan with a deep look, and then waved his hand to the commander on the side.
The commander was naturally very sensible and quickly left the door, closing the door behind him.
It was not until this moment that King Ming spoke again. He did not speak directly, but asked with a hint of inquiry: "Do you know that I came to you because I need your help with something?"
"I don't know, I just have some guesses." Ye Fan replied and glanced at King Ming. This time, he just verified his previous guess and said directly: "King Ming did not take action to keep those provocative monsters today. He must have suffered.
I'm injured and can't use my strength anymore."
"You kid." Upon hearing Ye Fan's guess, Prince Ming was not surprised. Instead, he smiled, "Sure enough, as your uncle said, you are as smart as anyone."
After saying this, King Ming had nothing to hide, and folded his hands slightly, "There is nothing to hide. Although I have concealed my injury, anyone who is interested can find out after investigating."
"So, King Ming invited me to discuss, because he wanted me to help King Ming heal his wounds?" Hearing this, Ye Fan replied.
"That's right." Prince Ming nodded, "I heard from your uncle that you cured his dragon's blood backlash. The root cause of my injury is similar to the dragon's blood backlash. Maybe you can also cure it, so I came to see you."
"That's it." Hearing this, Ye Fan pondered slightly and looked at him, but Prince Ming smiled, "Of course, it's not Bai Zhi. If you can be cured, I can promise you something within the conditions."
When King Ming said these words, Ye Fan's eyes changed slightly, but he was slightly silent, and then he said: "The scope of conditions, how to say it specifically."
"As long as it's not against the interests of the human race." King Ming waved his hand and glanced at Ye Fan, with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes, "For example, if you want a frontline city or something, I can divide one for you from my territory.
"
"Don't worry, it's a reasonable division, so that you can take up the job legitimately."
As the words rang out, a rare gleam of fire appeared in Ye Fan's eyes.
The ownership of a frontline city is a more generous condition than a captain of ten thousand. As long as he owns a city, he can have the independent right to recruit troops and the right to attack and open up the frontline.
"If this is the case, I will naturally do my best to treat King Ming." When King Ming's conditions were mentioned here, Ye Fan did not hesitate any more. At this moment, he agreed, and then said to King Ming: "I need to check the inner palace of King Ming.
Find the source of the hurt.”
"Okay." Seeing Ye Fan stretch out his hand, King Ming did not show any defense, but just let Ye Fan take his hand.
The method of becoming a saint was operating at this moment, and Ye Fan was busy exploring. This time, his expression was slightly suspicious. After probing for a while, he withdrew his hand.
"Prince Ming's inner palace is far better than ordinary people. My own elemental power cannot support my complete exploration." As he said that, he took out a few fruits to supplement the elemental power, and then probed towards Prince Ming again.
Soon, the fruits around Ye Fan were exhausted. Ye Fan stopped again and was about to take it again. On the side, Prince Ming handed over a pot.
"Elemental pot, you use this to replenish elemental power."
Hearing this, Ye Fan was slightly startled. He watched King Ming hand over the priceless element pot. He didn't say much. He just grabbed the element pot with one hand and probed with the other. As he probed, beads of sweat broke out on Ye Fan's body.
, the ultra-high load made his body tremble slightly.
Time passed, and finally, Ye Fan opened his eyes, but at this time, surprise appeared in his eyes, and he looked at King Ming.
"Prince Ming, you forcibly transplanted the blood of an ancient relic???"