Chapter 779 Grandpa, spare my life!

Facing this sudden rainbow light, Ye Wutan frowned slightly, and just stretched out his hand, and this rainbow light with murderous intent turned into a physical object, which turned out to be a red token with the word "silent" written in small seal script!

Before Ye Wutan could be confused, a voice came to his ear again, and it was Ye Qinghan's voice.

"You damn bastard, although the sect master has not left Yuanji Immortal Palace, he has already known your existence. Next, stay in my Zizhen Palace and don't cause trouble again, otherwise I will really be killed by you!"

In fact, Ye Qinghan's voice was attached to the red token in Ye Wutan's hand.

Moreover, Ye Qinghan's voice was not limited to this sentence. He also introduced the function of this token, which turned out to be the silence card of Zizhen Palace. With this token alone, he only needed to drop blood on it, and the spirits inside and outside Zizhen Palace could all be controlled by Ye Wutian.

After knowing the function of this token, Ye Wutian's face twitched. Ye Qinghan really regarded himself as Cao Jingyu. When Cao Jingyu was in the Ye family before, she was a veritable Bi Ma Wen. But when he came to Ye Qinghan's territory in Yuanji Xianzong, he actually became a servant who helped her serve the spirits!

However, although Ye Wutian had some complaints about this, he was more curious about the so-called leader of Yuanji Xianzong. He actually knew everything that happened at the foot of the mountain before? Then why didn't he show up?

Is it because of his high status that he doesn't need to show up?

But when Ye Wutian was thinking this, a disciple outside Zizhen Palace suddenly walked over here, looked Ye Wutian up and down, sneered, and said sourly.

"After all, you are the master's servant. You just came here and you got such a great reward. You even got the position of managing Wan Mo, which can manage more than 300 people. You are really a villain who has achieved success!"

Ye Wutian raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the male disciple, and asked.

"Who are you?"

The male disciple said arrogantly.

"Of course I am Master's disciple, and I came from the Sect Master. Although I am only an outer disciple in the Sect Master's place, I am an inner disciple here. You are just a small servant of the Ye family, why don't you kneel down when you see me?"

Ye Wutian's face twitched, and he didn't say anything more to the male disciple, but suddenly glanced at Wang Gousheng who was not far behind him.

Wang Gousheng was stunned for a moment, and naturally understood what Ye Wutian meant, but asked a question for the first time.

"Is this...appropriate?"

Ye Wutian pouted.

"What's inappropriate about this?"

Wang Gousheng said.

"After all, this is Miss Ye's..."

Ye Wutian asked back.

"You listen to Miss Ye?"

Wang Gousheng said bitterly.

"Hey, isn't it because I'm afraid of causing trouble for you!"

Ye Wutian said.

"I'm afraid you'll get into trouble!"

The male disciple saw that Ye Wutian and Wang Gousheng were still chatting, and looked at Wang Gousheng with a gloomy face and said coldly.

"Which servant of the Ye family are you?"

Wang Gousheng pretended to step forward and bowed.

"I'm just an ordinary person. I'm not a servant of Miss Ye's family, but a servant of Mr. Ye."

The male disciple was confused.

"What..."

But before the male disciple could finish his words, Wang Gousheng suddenly showed a fierce light in his eyes, took a step forward, and came in front of the male disciple, and then without saying a word, punched the other person in the heart.

Bang!

The male disciple was immediately knocked out ten feet away and hit a huge spiritual stone.

After being knocked down, the male disciple could hardly stand up, and his chest was sunken. Big mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he couldn't even speak. He

looked at Wang Gousheng with bloodshot eyes, as if he was going to die with his eyes open at any time.

When Wang Gousheng was about to step forward and punch this guy to death, Ye Wutan spoke.

"Hey! What's wrong? How can you kill people without any effort? This is Miss Ye's territory! You have to give Miss Ye some face!"

Wang Gousheng stopped.

At this time, hundreds of disciples in front of Zizhen Palace had heard the news and rushed over. Seeing the male disciple fall to the ground with a large sunken chest, every one of them was shocked.

Although Wang Gousheng stopped his hand, he did not stop his foot. He walked forward, stepped on the male disciple's head and cursed.

"Fuck you! How did you talk to my young master just now? Don't you want to live?"

The male disciple was speechless.

He was already dying, and he still didn't want to live!

Where did

this pervert come from? He was so fierce and vicious when he attacked?

What did I say just now? Didn't I just want this new silent official to kneel down and kowtow to me?

Isn't it the rule of Yuanji Xianzong that the old people beat the newcomers?

It has existed for tens of thousands of years, why is it

not okay when it comes to me?

Wang Gousheng saw that the male disciple did not answer, and stepped harder.

"Your father is asking you a question. Do you understand what

is going on? Can you fart?" The male disciple said with difficulty, enduring the severe pain in his chest and head.

"I am a disciple sent by the sect master. How dare you..."

Before the male disciple could finish, Wang Gousheng raised his leg and kicked him. With a bang, he kicked him ten feet away.

Wang Gousheng said.

"Oh, you are diligent. According to my young master, you are a public official sent by the higher-ups to replace the sect master and monitor the true disciples of the Yuanji Xianzong. You cannot be bullied. Therefore, I will not kill you, just kill you!"

The male disciple was about to say something else, but his head tilted and he fainted.

Outside the huge Zizhen Palace, there was total silence. Not only did the disciples who were originally here not dare to breathe heavily, but even the spiritual birds around them were all stunned.

At this time, Ye Wutan had already dripped a drop of his blood on the red token in his hand, and then he heard the voices of men and women all around.

"Fuck! Who is this fierce guy? How could he be so fierce? He even dared to seriously injure the inner disciples who came from the sect master's mountain. Where did Palace Master Ye Qinghan find this guy?" "

Yeah! This strong man brother is so fierce, so fierce that I don't know how to describe it! It only took two hits, and he knocked out the most mean-mouthed guy in Zizhen Palace. Will we also be knocked out by him in the future?"

"I think the most powerful one is his master. Damn it, he really broke my tiger heart. He is so shameless. Not only did he beat someone up, but he also said at the end, can you give Miss Ye a little face! Too shameless!"

"Master Hu, just keep quiet. Didn't you see the token in that guy's hand? Eh? Damn, he actually let the token recognize the master. He, he, he, he, he heard what we said!"

But at this time, Ye Wutan had already set his eyes on the spiritual birds around him, and the expression on his face was simply weird to the extreme...

Can these spiritual birds speak human language?

Ye Wutan pointed at the fairy crane that uttered the last sentence with half-belief and half-doubt, and ordered.

"You, come here!"

Who would have thought that as soon as these words fell, a woman's voice rang in Ye Wutan's ears again.

"Master, spare my life, I didn't mean to talk about you!"