Volume 1 Chapter 173 An Ordinary Morning
"Haha, that's why you can kick someone in the Transcendent Realm to death, but I can't."
Ye Tingmu laughed awkwardly.
There was disdain and speechlessness in Big Black Bull's eyes.
Then a low voice sounded.
"Guess?"
"Fuck, you come again..."
"Go away, go away, don't disturb my sleep."
"One more question, can you kill a saint?"
"you guess......"
Ye Tingmu rolled his eyes and stood up, "Fuck you, I'm going to sleep."
The last time the two of them talked, it was the same. No matter what Ye Tingmu asked, the only answer was "Dahei forever".
"Guess!"
If I could guess, why would I ask you?
Looking at Ye Tingmu's departing back, Dahei's mouth corners slightly raised.
There was actually a wicked smile on the bull's head.
"Little guy, if I tell you, you won't know how to order me around."
After following him for five years, he still understood Ye Tingmu.
This guy is very worldly-wise.
I also understand a truth: it is good to lean against a big tree for shade.
If he knew his identity, he could guarantee that this guy would go to the Northern Man's Palace to declare war tomorrow.
This isn't the first time this has happened.
Knowing that he could talk, this kid dared to let his younger brothers and sisters go down to kill the snake.
Knowing that he could kick Chaofan to death, he even dared to confront the prince when he entered the city.
It is no longer like Yecheng now. It is true that he was once the king of the Eastern Wilderness, and he also killed an immortal on the day of his tribulation.
But that was in the past.
The injuries he suffered that time were not light. Although he has recovered almost completely after three thousand years, there is still some gap compared to his peak moment.
If he were to fight against some late-stage saints in Jiuzhou, he would have to unleash the power of his bloodline.
In this way, his breath will also be perceived by the divine walkers of this world.
Even if the heaven does not send down lightning at that time.
The Swift Walker will also come looking for him, but now he is no match for those guys.
He didn't care, but the reincarnation of the Taoist Patriarch must not be exposed.
Otherwise it means death.
Back then, Daozu was killed by the three emperors.
Almost lost his soul.
If he had not risked his life to save a wisp of soul, there would be no reincarnation.
If discovered, the powerful beings above the three heavens would certainly strangle the reincarnation of the Taoist ancestor in the cradle, and strangle it completely.
He just hoped that Ye Tingmu would not place his hopes on him.
But it's still okay to intimidate the other party.
After all, his name is well known.
If he were in his prime, let alone the Thirty-Six Saints of Jiuzhou, even if they were to turn over, he could sweep them all with just one set of Bull Demon Tyrant Fist.
At this time, Ye Tingmu returned to the room cursing.
He knew that Dahei was eighty percent sure that he was Niu Batian.
But looking at his expression, he didn't seem to be planning to take action. He didn't know why.
Alas, I raised you for five years in vain, but you are not reliable at the critical moment.
He subconsciously touched his arms.
I thought, if it really doesn't work, I can only use you first.
I can't die in the north.
If necessary, we can only use Dongfang Shuo.
Isn't he the best in the world?
If you use it, you will lose your biggest trump card.
He shook his head and ignored it.
sleep.
Take one step at a time and look ahead, there will always be a road ahead of the mountain.
The next morning.
There was a burst of noise in the courtyard as usual.
Breakfast time is still very rich.
The dishes were all delivered by Wanjin early in the morning.
Jinghong ate snacks with a smile on her face.
"My nephew is quite good, and the arrangements are OK."
Qingfeng said: "Wuwu...I think it's quite good."
Dongfang Qingzhu was also eating pastries and drinking soup, but his eyes kept looking at Ye Tingmu from time to time.
She had heard from Jinghong a long time ago that Ye Tingmu's night pearl was sold for 100,000 silver coins.
The old Ye family suddenly transformed themselves into an asset worth tens of thousands.
Now he has accepted a disciple worth tens of thousands of gold.
There is definitely no shortage of money.
That guy is richer than me.
So she was a little worried, worried that Ye Tingmu and the others would leave the Dongfang family.
"That, Ye Tingmu." She shouted proudly.
Ye Tingmu looked up at her, "What's wrong?"
She bit her red lip and said seriously, "Didn't I promise to give you a reward? I'll have someone deliver it to you later."
Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows. Seeing her expression, he thought she was going to say something big.
He waved his hand.
"Don't worry, don't worry, we'll talk about it later."
After saying that, he started drinking his porridge.
It’s not that he is generous, but I really don’t lack money now.
Moreover, the ancestor is now entrusting his life to someone else.
What's the point of collecting other people's money? It's inappropriate.
However, when these words fell into Dongfang Qingzhu's ears, their meaning changed.
She picked them beautifully.
Muttering in my heart.
“Okay, you really are rich now. Now you don’t even care about my money. You are going to cut off ties with me.”
And I also heard that he asked Wan Jin to help settle Hua Zhilu.
I clearly said that Xiaolu would live in the Dongfang family. What does he mean by this?
Thinking of this, he took a big bite of the steamed bun, his eyes wide open, looking at Ye Tingmu angrily.
Ye Tingmu didn't care.
Instead, he looked curiously at Hua Zhilu who was in a daze.
"Little Deer, what's wrong with you?"
Hua Zhilu was attracted by his voice and came back to her senses.
His eyes were a little dazed, and then he said hurriedly: "I'm just cleaning up..."
Ye Tingmu was surprised. He stopped chewing the steamed bun and stared at her blankly.
"Haven't you finished eating yet?"
"Ah... I'll clean up later. I'm going to the bathroom."
With that, he hurried away.
His steps were chaotic and tight, as if he had done something wrong.
He couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with the child today. Why was he acting so weird and abnormal?
"Feng He, what happened to your sister Xiaolu?"
Feng He said, "I don't know. It became like this yesterday when I came back with Fatty. I almost cut my hand off while peeling fruit yesterday. Luckily Qingfeng noticed it."
Ye Tingmu bit the chopsticks.
His eyebrows wrinkled.
Could it be that Wan Jin bullied her?
It's impossible. Even if he had a thousand courage, he wouldn't dare to do it.
What happened?
Did she know we were leaving?
That's possible.
Oh, never mind, I'll comfort her later.
Now he can only hope that Hua Zhilu can understand him.
It's really too dangerous to take her with you.
Now involved in royal disputes.
The risk factor is much higher than sending Dongfang Qingzhu.
If his younger brothers and sisters were not reluctant to leave, he would have wanted to settle them down and take Feng He to Kyoto, Kyushu, alone.
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