Volume 1, Chapter 172: Can you call yourself a cow if it’s not awesome?
Although this tea is rough, it can quench your thirst.
And after all the bitterness comes the sweetness, which is endless.
"Tell me, why did you take action at the last moment? I almost died."
"Of course I want to see your strength."
Ye Tingmu curled his lips, "Did I disappoint you?"
"Not bad. At the age of 21, being able to survive two attacks from a superhuman opponent is already a great talent."
Ye Tingmu sighed and stared at the candlelight in front of him.
"What a pity. Weakness is weakness..."
Wu Yanwang said, "If I give you a few more years, I believe things will be different."
Ye Tingmu frowned and said nothing.
The improvement of one's own strength is fixed.
There is no such thing as talent.
Feng He awakened his divine blood when he was ten years old. Even though he had no skills or practice, he could still cut through enemies with his physical body alone.
But when I traveled through time, I was already 16 years old and had not awakened any spiritual roots at all.
So theoretically speaking, he is a person without spiritual roots.
For someone like him who has no spiritual roots, if he doesn't have a system, he will probably only be able to reach the Kaiyuan realm even if he practices martial arts for his entire life.
"If I had twelve years, I should be able to conquer the world."
After saying that, he changed the subject.
"You are the deputy city lord, yet you live in such a shabby manner. Is it to show others or to warn yourself?"
"What do you think?" Wu Yanwang asked back.
Ye Tingmu smiled.
"There's not even a stool. I guess Deputy City Lord Wu doesn't have many visitors usually. So, let's just leave it there for people to see."
Wu Yanwang also smiled without saying anything, but if an ordinary person saw his smile, they would definitely feel a little scared.
Ye Tingmu was right.
"You are the first."
"Oh, I'm really honored."
Wu Yanwang, his name suits him perfectly.
Among these northern thugs, from high-ranking officials to common people, no one is not afraid.
On weekdays, even if it is not necessary to report on matters, those officials will try not to meet with the emperor.
I don't even dare to interact with him in private.
They all stayed away from it.
"Under this sky, there are still people who eat wild grass to fill their stomachs, and there are even those who sell their bodies to show filial piety. There are also those who are abandoned in the wilderness without anyone to support them. My heart is for the people, how dare I enjoy wealth and honor."
Ye Tingmu remained silent.
But stand up.
"It's getting late, my brothers and sisters are still waiting for me, so I'll leave first."
King Wu nodded slightly.
Ye Tingmu walked to the door and then stopped.
"If City Lord Wu can help me, I dare not promise you a king, but I can allow your ambitions to no longer be confined in your heart, but to be able to show your abilities."
The corner of Wu Yanwang's mouth rose, and a curve appeared on his face.
"If that's the case, that would be great. Wu Ping will certainly help you. If anything else happens, I'll send you a letter."
"Thank you!"
After saying this, he disappeared into the night without looking back.
Then he went towards the Dongfang family compound.
Wu Yanwang also stood up and gently closed the wooden door.
In fact, he was willing to help Ye Tingmu, but there was one thing he didn't say.
That was the Niu Batian mentioned by Shangguan Yun.
He was once the Beast King of the Eastern Wasteland.
With such a person around, the probability of Ye Tingmu winning is very high.
However, the main reason was that he felt that since Ye Tingmu could say those words, Feng He, who was influenced by him, would definitely be better than the eldest prince and the third prince.
His decision to defect to the Fourth Prince was not a spur of the moment decision.
It’s also a matter of weighing the pros and cons.
After so many years of hard work, he naturally has his own considerations.
It was already late at night.
I guess the little ones have fallen asleep.
But at least it was safe.
I escaped disaster again.
Although these three people were sent by Wu Yanwang this time.
But that was also what the eldest prince meant.
They will certainly take action again and put themselves to death.
From now on, you must not leave the Dongfang family residence so late at night.
Didn’t Dongfang Shuo say that?
Xu Ping'an from Zhaixing Tower will be here soon.
But it's time to make plans.
As for King Wu...
He doesn't know.
There will always be people like him who live for the greater good, no matter what era, in this world.
Although he doesn't agree, he still admires such people.
They are often willing to disregard everything and abandon everything, even family ties, for the sake of their beliefs.
But Ye Tingmu is different. He can shout slogans of patriotism and love for the people.
But he cares more about his family, relatives and friends.
It's a bit selfish.
But that's just the kind of person he is.
Before he knew it, he had returned to the Dongfang family.
Entered the house.
“I’m back.”
Ye Tingmu raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice.
Yue Mingfeng was sitting on the eaves, holding a long sword in one hand.
Ye Tingmu nodded.
"kindness."
"Then I will go practice swordplay."
Ye Tingmu rubbed his nose.
"OK. "
As he spoke, Yue Mingfeng flashed and disappeared on the roof.
Ye Tingmu couldn't help but shake his head.
Ever since he met Dongfang Shuo last time, Yue Mingfeng has been practicing sword skills day and night.
No sleep, no rest.
He is basically not seen except when eating, but occasionally if Ye Tingmu goes out, he will appear and guard the place on Ye Tingmu's behalf.
Most of them sit on the roof.
Ye Tingmu gently pushed open the door.
I saw that several of the kids had already fallen asleep.
That week Heisan was still snoring.
He closed the door and left.
Then I simply tidied up.
Then he came to Dahei's side.
Big Black Bull seemed to hear the noise.
A pair of cow eyes opened and glanced at him.
Then he said disdainfully: "Was he beaten?"
Ye Tingmu rolled his eyes at him.
"You know this too?"
"I don't know you yet."
Ye Tingmu did not reply immediately, but just sat down.
Although Wu Yanwang used his true energy to heal his injuries.
However, the muscles still feel a little sore at this time.
"Oh...this night is so beautiful."
"Tsk...if you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to fart, just fart. Don't disturb my sleep. Ask quickly."
Ye Tingmu pursed his lips.
Am I that obvious?
"It's nothing, actually. I just went to see the old man from the Dongfang family today. He told me a story, and I'm curious, so I wanted to ask you something."
A hint of curiosity flashed in the big black bull's eyes.
"What's the story? Tell me about it."
Ye Tingmu cleared his throat.
"You know Donghuang, right?"
"Bullshit, everyone knows that!"
"Dongfang Shuo said that there was once a cow in the East Desert. Guess what? He said that this cow was very old. 3,000 years ago, it attracted a lightning catastrophe, but before it passed the catastrophe, it killed an immortal. Don't you think this is bragging? I wonder what kind of cow can be so awesome?"
Dahei gave him a look.
Isn't this talking about yourself?
He made a light sound.
"Ahem...if he's not a cow, can he still be called a cow?"
"Uh...it seems so." His eyes turned.
"I was thinking, no matter how powerful that cow is, it can't be as powerful as you. You are the reincarnation of Daozu's mount, don't you think so?"
"It's okay." Big Black Bull replied calmly, but there was a hint of pride in his tone.
"You are still too modest. I heard that although that guy cut off the immortal's arm, he was killed. Do you know about this?"
Big Black Bull snorted disdainfully and looked at him with interest.
"Why don't you just ask me directly if I'm the cow? Why go around in such a long roundabout way?"
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