Chapter 267 Meng Zhi finished, Shui Yujun took
That's what I said.
He spoke from the heart right away.
Without Shui Yujun, who else could say such intimate words to Ye Xingzhou?
But at the moment, Ye Xingzhou did not dare to smile.
The long sword in Shui Yujun's hand had already drawn a bloody mark on his neck.
Real murderous intent.
Shui Yujun obviously meant killing when he said it, unlike Meng Zhi who was hard on the outside but soft on the inside.
If he continues to talk nonsense and act frivolously, there is no doubt that Ye Xingzhou's head will fall to the ground in the next second.
Furthermore, these are extraordinary times.
Ye Xingzhou, an outsider, suddenly appeared at this critical juncture of the internal fighting within the tribe, and his identity was really suspicious.
If I were to speak out my identity now and confess everything about my future life, it would be too bizarre to explain it in terms of time travel.
Shui Yujun probably wouldn't believe it and would firmly believe that Ye Xingzhou had other intentions.
At this moment, Ye Xingzhou's brain was working frantically.
How should he tell what is going to happen tonight in the most convincing way?
An identity is born in the mind.
"Yansuan."
Ye Xingzhou blurted out two words.
Shui Yujun frowned slightly.
Ye Xingzhou looked straight into Shui Yujun's eyes, without any trace of fear of death in them.
He spoke, word by word.
"Kill me and you'll regret it."
He mentioned his identity as a derivative calculator and said something ambiguous.
The rest is left to Shui Yujun to guess.
A fortune teller suddenly appeared in the territory of the Shuihuo tribe and rashly said something unclear.
This is much better than a dry explanation.
What we are gambling on is a psychological game.
Stand off for a moment.
Shui Yujun's eyes are very aggressive.
With the pressure of a superior and the unbridled arrogance that is typical of this age.
The single-lidded, almond-shaped eyes, with an expressionless face, looked at someone as if they wanted to eat the person alive.
Those with poor mental qualities cannot stand firm.
But who is Ye Xingzhou?
I had long been desensitized by Meng Zhi's daily beatings and eye-rolling.
Just a pair of almond-shaped eyes, control them online.
The sword against his neck loosened an inch.
A red scratch formed into a tiny bead of blood, staining the neck red, sliding across the collarbone, and rolling down into the lapels.
The white collar is dotted with stars.
Ye Xingzhou knew that Shui Yujun had relaxed his attitude.
"Explain clearly."
Shui Yujun spat out three words indifferently.
Ye Xingzhou wanted to reach out and pull away the sword, but the sword instantly moved closer again.
Shui Yujun moved his lips and said, "If you dare to play tricks, your head will fall off."
"I know, I know." Ye Xingzhou nodded and stated his purpose without any further ado.
"Tonight the Shuihu tribe is facing genocide, and since I have calculated that they are not destined to perish, I have come all the way to help them."
After saying this, the murderous intent in Shui Yujun's eyes became even stronger.
"A disaster that will wipe out the entire clan?"
Shui Yujun curled his lips and said, "I think it's your head that has been moved."
Ye Xingzhou frowned instantly.
What's going on?
Even if you don't believe it, you should still be alert, but looking at Shui Yujun, he is not panicked at all.
So calm and collected.
There was only one reason, Shui Yujun's people moved away.
However, if they had really moved to a completely safe place, the number of people in the later generations should not be so small.
Ye Xingzhou would not doubt his own judgment.
There is only one possibility at the moment, that the place Shui Yujun thought was safe has been ambushed in advance.
The Shuihu tribe, unaware of the situation, gathered their people together for protection, while the Shuigu tribe and the Tiannan Alliance hid in the dark.
"Have you ever thought there might be an ambush there?" Ye Xingzhou asked.
Shui Yujun sneered slightly.
The words that are not said are hidden.
Like Meng Zhi, he is a stubborn person.
Ye Xingzhou's tongue tip felt numb, and he resisted the urge to hit someone.
"Mr. Shuiyu, if you delay saving people, you should think carefully about the consequences."
Ye Xingzhou's attitude was very serious, without any hint of pretense.
How do we know this person's name?
The call sounded so familiar.
Shui Yujun narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"It's less than half an hour before dark." Ye Xingzhou urged.
After saying this, Shui Yujun put away his sword.
Before Ye Xingzhou could relax his brows, his hands were bound by the immortal rope.
The veil covering her face was pulled off by Shui Yujun.
A hideously ugly, pockmarked face was revealed.
In the Shuihuo clan where everyone is pretty, and in the world of immortal cultivation, this face is extremely ugly.
Shui Yujun had no expression on her face and tied the scarf that she had torn off again.
If you are a second late, your eyes will be harmed.
Shui Yujun turned around and walked forward holding one end of the rope.
Ye Xingzhou: "..." Shui Yujun, who is eighteen or nineteen years old, has such a unique personality.
He didn't say a word of disgust, but his actions were full of disgust.
The scene looks a little familiar.
Ye Xingzhou couldn't help but think of the time when Meng Zhi held his hand with a hairband when his eyes split.
Good job.
Meng Zhi leads Wan, and Shui Yujun leads.
It turns out that his biggest gain from traveling through time and space was cosplaying as Wangcai and walking the uncle and nephew like a dog.
Ye Xingzhou should publish a book and has even thought of the title.
My uncle was in front and my nephew was behind, walking me like a dog.
Ye Xingzhou had a wooden face.
There is a barrier separating the waters.
The sight is magnificent and golden. The vast and boundless Shuihuo City is full of gold, silver and jewelry, which can be seen everywhere as if they are worthless.
The prosperity before him was three times more shocking than the gold brick paved roads that Ye Xingzhou had seen in later generations.
No wonder the branch Shuigu tribe wants to replace it, and no wonder the Tiannan Alliance covets the Shuihu tribe’s property.
It’s so luxurious that Ye Xingzhou wants to grab a few.
Those who suffer from drought will die of drought, and those who suffer from floods will die of floods.
After crossing the high wall, Shui Yujun took Ye Xingzhou directly to the main hall.
When he arrived, someone was already waiting in the hall.
He was a middle-aged man in fine clothes, with the aura of someone who had long held a high position, and a hint of humility amidst his oppression.
Seeing Ye Xingzhou's hands tied, his brows darkened slightly and he glanced at Shui Yujun inconspicuously.
Shui Yujun's eyes were calm, he just called out "Father".
Ye Xingzhou also knew from this call that the middle-aged man was the current king of the Shuihuo tribe.
The king nodded slightly, "My son is young and ignorant, please don't blame me."
"Nothing."
Ye Xingzhou waved his hand indifferently.
The king inquired, "What is your name?"
Ye Xingzhou slid out his old name, "Wu Ren."
The King said, "Your Excellency, could you elaborate on the flood disaster that wiped out our clan tonight?"
Although there were doubts at the time, the words were undeniable.
Ye Xingzhou got straight to the point, "Have you sent a team to patrol our current hiding place?"
The king's eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help but doubt Ye Xingzhou.
He spoke out, "Your Excellency, do you know Qiantan?"
Ye Xingzhou nodded, "I know, it was transmitted from the Thousand Ponds Formation."
The king continued, "Apart from the Water Delusion Clan, only the virtuous can find their way into the Thousand Ponds."
Qiantan's protective barrier has been safe and secure for thousands of years, and even the Demon Lord cannot break it.
Those with impure minds want to search for a thousand ponds, but it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Ye Xingzhou's words are hard to believe.
This is also the reason why Shui Yujun has never believed it.
However, the other party claimed to be a fortune teller, so the king had to be vigilant.
The king exchanged a look with Shui Yujun.
Shui Yujun nodded.
He was guarding outside the teleportation array and was sure that Wu Ren came from Qiantan.
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