"Dad, it's not what you said at all."
"I volunteered and was willing to work for Ye Tian, no, for the Dragon King."
"The Dragon King is right, workers are the most glorious." Yelu Ming shouted and swore to the sky.
"Uh-huh!"
Yelu Xing could only nod. The Dragon King had the sacred tree and wanted to give it to the shaman. But because of him, the Dragon King wanted to take the sacred tree back.
"Your letter?"
"What letter?" Yelu Ming began to feel guilty.
"Dad, let's not do this. Let's solve the problem of the sacred tree first."
"Uh-huh!"
Yelu Xing was heartbroken and turned to look at Ye Tian.
Ye Tian was holding a bowl of rice and saw the shaman, who all looked over.
"If you mention the sacred tree, I promise I will give it to you."
"call!"
Yelu Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief, tears welling in his eyes as he looked at Ye Tian.
"But why did you attack me?"
"Is this problem affecting my meal?"
"And I just heard about this fake Dragon King?"
Ye Tian narrowed his eyes, put down his bowl, and sat there without saying a word.
"It was all Xuanyuan Ping who misled me!"
"Sowing discord and spreading rumors!"
Yelu Xing finally realized that the Xuanyuan family had been behind the rumors of their Holy Son and the Dragon King having such a "harmonious" relationship. It was all a conspiracy, a conspiracy to prevent the Dragon King from having a good relationship with the Shaman.
"Xuanyuan Ping? Did you come here with Xuanyuan Ping?"
"Where are the people?"
Ye Tian stood up, and Yelu Xing quickly pointed behind him.
"Elder Yelu!"
Ye Tian's voice suddenly softened, which made Yelu Xing's old face blush and he nodded quickly.
"Greetings, Dragon King!"
"No need to greet me, we are destined to meet. I was once a shaman for a while."
"Yeah?"
"Of course, if you don't believe me, ask Qiqi!"
Ye Tian asked Ma Qiqi to come in and talk to Yelu Xing. Yelu Xing nodded repeatedly. He said that he had a sacred tree, no wonder the disciples mistook him for the Holy Son.
"It's a shame that Yelu Ming and I met too late!"
"Yes or no?"
Ye Tian glanced at Yelu Ming sideways, and Yelu Ming nodded immediately, extremely quickly.
"You are Yelu Ming's father, which means you are my elder."
"Isn't that right?"
Yelu Ming also nodded quickly, thinking that Ye Tian was right.
"We are a family!"
"Uh-huh!"
Ye Tian began to deceive people. Yelu Xing had not come down the mountain for many years. After a few words from Ye Tian, and Ye Tian occasionally mentioning the sacred tree, he also let Wu Shuang come in.
With just three sentences, he used both kindness and force, coercion and inducement, and made the shaman nod repeatedly.
"It's not easy to be the Dragon King."
"Elder Yelu, tell me, what is going on?" Ye Tian clenched his fists, feeling inexplicably sad and angry.
"The Xuanyuan family is nothing!"
"Don't say anything, Dragon King. We Shamans will definitely recognize you. Only Xuanyuan Ping wants to suppress you."
"You bastards, I'll suppress them first."
"If you want to touch the Dragon King, you have to touch us shamans first, right?" Yelu Ming also roared.
"It's a must!" the shamans shouted.
These sounds made Ma Guangyi, who was outside the yard, slap his thigh.
"Nima, what did I say? What do we call this?"
"How many times have you been a fence-sitter? You've really screwed our Ma family."
"How can we face the Dragon King?"
Ma Guangyi was so angry that he squatted down, mainly because he felt aggrieved. He really didn't want to come this time, but the shaman had already come, and the Ma family had no choice.
“Master Ma, your family is fine. After all, your daughter is under the command of the Dragon King.”
"What about us?"
The Huang family and others were dumbfounded. They followed them, but this was the result.
"We must make the Dragon King happy and change his attitude towards us. We can't be fence-sitters anymore."
"Once and twice, but not three or four times!"
"Well, what do we do, Dragon King?"
"If you ask us to kill Xuanyuan Ping, we will do it even if it means our lives."
“That’s right!”
Everyone inside and outside the yard started roaring.
The crowd was filled with excitement, their voices surging, shaking the heavens and the earth. This also prompted Chen Xian'er to emerge from Phoenix Mountain.
"Huh?"
After taking a few glances, Ye Tian was surrounded by people and seemed a little proud.
"nailed it?"
"So soon?"
Just when Chen Xian'er admired Ye Tian, Ye Tian had already started chatting with Yelu Xing again.
"Don't call me Dragon King, call me Xiaoye!"
“We’re all family!”
"Look, my child still calls Yelu Ming 'Uncle Wild Donkey'."
"Really? Where's the child?"
"He's in kindergarten now, and then he'll say, 'We don't need to give gifts to children here.'"
"Yes, yes, I brought a gift."
Yelu Xing took out a piece of spiritual jade from his pocket, which made Ye Tian's eyes light up.
"How embarrassing!"
Ye Tian already had it in his hand.
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