After Ye Tian sent Xiaomi to school, he returned to the village. As soon as he returned to the village, he heard the villagers talking.
"Who is this?"
"Occupying the Phoenix Well, your attitude is terrible."
"I heard it's the village chief's guest!"
“How arrogant!”
“Well, even Xiao Zhu doesn’t dare to be presumptuous, but he is going to be in trouble.”
"What's wrong?"
Just as the villagers were speaking, they heard Yelu Ming's proud voice coming from the Phoenix Well.
"I am the Holy Son of Shaman!"
"ah!"
As soon as Yelu Ming finished speaking, he was blown away by a ray of sword energy.
The sword energy was so powerful that it directly knocked Yelu Ming into the pile of firewood.
"I told you, you have to show off to the village chief's wife. I'll tolerate your bad habits."
"Returning the Holy Son, I think it's the leftover boy?"
Everyone looked at Yelu Ming with sarcasm. In Fenghuang Village, everyone knew that the village chief, Ye Tian, was very powerful. Ye Tian's wife, Chen Xian'er, was even more powerful. After all, someone had seen Chen Xian'er flying in the forest.
"I, I am the Holy Son!" Yelu Ming was scared to death.
The sword energy just now almost killed him.
"That's my wife!"
Ye Tian stood next to Yelu Ming and shut Yelu Ming up with just one sentence.
The Dragon King is so cruel, and his wife is also like this?
Yelu Ming lowered his head and did not dare to look at Ye Tian.
Ye Tian put his hands in his pockets and kicked Yelu Mingdao: "If you really have nothing to do, go to the village entrance and help Master Yunhai sweep the floor."
"You want me to sweep the floor?" Yelu Ming suddenly looked up and looked at Ye Tian with shame and anger.
"Nonsense, you're eating for free? You have to work for me!"
"No, I am the Son of God!"
Ye Tian kicked him without saying a word.
"ah!"
Yelu Ming stretched out the note again and flew towards the village entrance.
"You two are so bullying!" Yelu Ming shouted angrily.
Ye Tian continued to put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the farm. It was spring, and many of the lands on the farm needed to be recultivated.
Yelu Ming landed at the entrance of the village, and Master Yunhai looked at Yelu Ming with his eyes slanted.
"Tell me, why did you provoke him for no reason?"
"Stop talking about the Holy Son all day long."
"When I first came here, didn't I sweep the floor too?"
"How do you compare with others?"
Master Yunhai hopes to persuade Yelu Ming, saying that he is not on the same level as Ye Tian.
"What do we shamans have?"
"What does the ancient shaman have?"
"We have a divine beast!"
Yelu Ming said proudly, his eyes shining with an even brighter light as he said, "The five great beasts, the kings of the north."
"Divine beast?"
Master Yunhai said calmly, then pointed and said, "Look over there."
"What?"
Yelu Ming turned around and saw a red pheasant leading a group of birds slowly walking towards him in the wilderness in the distance.
"Pheasant?"
"Ming!"
Xiaohong had very sharp ears. When she heard what Yelu Ming said, her mouth was filled with fire.
"boom!"
Yelu Ming's face turned black. If it weren't for Master Yunhai who saved him, Yelu Ming would have been injured.
"Phoenix?"
"This Qingluan? Are these mythical beasts?" Yelu Ming was completely dumbfounded.
"And over there!"
Master Yunhai pointed again, which was the direction of the Ye family. Then he saw a golden-haired tiger stand up from behind the house, then jump onto the wall and deliberately look in the direction of Xiaohong.
Following the golden-haired beast's roar, the lynx, Mengmeng, and other animals also jumped onto the wall. The wall was densely packed with either spiritual or divine beasts.
"Golden Roar?"
Yelu Ming rubbed his eyes and felt his legs go weak. He never thought it would be like this.
"What else is there to compare?"
“I, I!”
Yelu Ming wanted to say something, but Yunhai Zhenren handed him a broom and said calmly, "Sweep the floor, exercise more, and eat more at noon."
"You are still young!"
"Even if all of you ancient shamans are dispatched, you may not be able to compare with Ye Tian!"
"hurry up!"
Yelu Ming gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand in humiliation, looked down at the broom, and his eyes were red.
"I am the Son of God!"
"Ming!"
Xiaohong shouted from a distance, scaring Yelu Ming so much that he quickly swept the floor.
Yelu Ming was sweeping the floor, Ye Tian was also working, and every household began to get busy. In Fenghuang Village, there was a scene of labor.
At this moment, a Land Rover came towards Fenghuang Village.
Xuanyuan Liangchen sat in the car, looking down at the information about Phoenix Village.
"I want to see what's so special about this fake Dragon King."
"Before my uncle comes, I'll play with him first."
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