Chapter 4172: Brother Ye, you are so bad



Chapter 4172: Junior Brother Ye, you are so bad!

If the disciples of the Nine Veins of the Ancient Alliance saw what was happening in the disciple cave, they would be so shocked that their jaws would drop! !

Deacons!

They are also very high-ranking people in each vein, and the disciple deacons are responsible for replenishing disciples in each vein. They also have great power, and they are all smart people. Most of them are serious and majestic on weekdays.

But today in this disciple cave, the nine veins disciple deacons are like nine children, fighting each other, completely subverting their previous attitudes.

Ye Wuque looked at the chaotic situation in front of him, rubbed his eyebrows, and there was nothing to say.

He naturally saw that the seven disciple deacons who had already arrived were so boastful, nothing more than wanting him to join their respective veins.

“Hmph!! You wait!”

“Am I afraid of you?”

“My Yumai is stronger than your Zhoumai, it’s useless for you to deny it!”

“The Huangmai is invincible!”

“The Huangmai is the most powerful, okay?”

“We are all brothers! Get out of the way!”

The chaotic disciple cave finally calmed down a little. The seven disciple deacons stood with their hands on their hips and confronted each other, staring at each other, breathing heavily, as if they were about to fight over a disagreement!

“What’s the point of complaining so much? It’s up to Ye Wuque to decide which branch he wants to go to!”

“That’s right! You’re just feeling guilty if you keep flattering yourself!”

“Why don’t you just ask?”

The next moment, the seven disciple deacons turned their heads at the same time to look at Ye Wuque on the side, and the moment they looked at Ye Wuque, their faces became bright and gentle again!

"Wuque! What do you think?"

"Yes, Wuque, don't be afraid, choose the one you want to join the most. If you choose my Tianmai, don't worry, this deacon will send you to Tianmai safely even at the risk of his life!"

"Don't be anxious, take your time to choose!"

...

When the expectant words sounded one after another, Ye Wuque first looked at the nine cushions at the other end of the hall, and then looked at the seven disciple deacons again, with a hint of doubt on his face, and said: "Excuse me, seven deacons, since there are nine veins in the Ancient Alliance, why are only seven of you here, and the deacons of the other two veins have not appeared?" After

these words came out, the seven disciple deacons were not surprised, as if they had expected Ye Wuque to ask such a question.

Fatty Li chuckled and said quickly: "That's right, Wuque. Our Ancient Alliance does have nine veins, but generally speaking, when a disciple passes through the Primordial Heavenly Gate and comes to the Disciple Cave, only eight Disciple Stewards will come."

"Because the Star Vein among the Nine Veins is quite special, this vein does not select disciples directly from the Disciple Cave, but selects disciples from the other eight veins."

"So, the Star Vein Disciple Stewards will never come to the Disciple Cave."

After hearing what Fatty Li said, Ye Wuque's eyes flickered.

Not coming directly to the Disciple Cave to select disciples?

But directly selecting from the other eight veins?

What's going on?

When I first heard about the Nine Veins of the Ancient Alliance from Lord Yin Sheng, he mentioned that the Star Vein among the Nine Veins was quite special. Now it seems that it is quite special.

"As for the one who hasn't come yet... Wuque, I advise you not to have any hope. The one who hasn't come will probably not come either, because this old guy doesn't have a big brain..."

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

Just before Fatty Li finished speaking, a cough suddenly sounded from the entrance of the disciple cave, and then a drunk figure staggered towards the disciple cave!

This was a middle-aged man who looked like he was in his forties. He was wearing a dirty robe, tattered, and his hair was messy, like a bird's nest covering his head, and his face was covered with beards, almost covering half of his face.

A pair of turbid eyes were dazed, and the whole body was full of alcohol. The whole person was shaky, exuding an extremely decadent temperament. He was holding a wine jar in his hand, and he walked into the disciple cave with three steps and one shake.

"Fuck!"

Fatty Li let out an unbelievable weird cry, looking at this decadent and sloppy man, his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight!

The expressions of the other six disciples and stewards were exactly the same as Fatty Li's. They all stared at the decadent middle-aged man who had staggered to one of the nine cushions and then lay down.

"The sun rises from the west? This drunkard is here? What's going on?"

Fatty Li said in a shocked tone.

"Hasn't he been here for several years?"

"Did he have a seizure from drinking? Did he have a brain injury?"

"What the hell, the drunkard has moved away!"

Ye Wuque, who was standing aside, also focused his attention on the decadent middle-aged man. It was really strange that the other seven disciples and stewards had such expressions.

"Deacon Li, this is..."

Ye Wuque started.

Fatty Li was still shocked, but at this moment he answered with some disbelief: "He is the drunkard I was just talking about, the drunkard who is not clear-headed and drunk all day long, that is, the Xuanmai disciple deacon... Zhang Qinghe!"

"This guy hasn't been here for several years. Did he take the wrong medicine today?"

Fatty Li couldn't help but said loudly: "Drunkard Zhang! What's wrong with you? You just collapsed there and drank when you came. You might as well not come!"

On the futon, Zhang Qinghe burped, as if he didn't hear what Fatty Li said at all. His eyes were half open, confused, and he just took another sip of wine.

This look made everyone lose their temper!

However, Ye Wuque's eyes were focused on Zhang Qinghe, and there was a deep depth in his bright eyes.

"Wuque! Look at this, is this unreasonable? As the saying goes, a bad soldier leads to a bad general! This drunkard looks like this on a normal day. There are also a large group of little drunkards in Xuanmai. He is just ordinary among the nine meridians, neither good nor bad. So, you know!"

"Who is... scolding me..."

At this moment, Zhang Qinghe suddenly muttered, which gave Fatty Li a big shock.

"Fuck! He was so startled! This drunkard has such sharp ears?"

"Alright, alright! Now that Zhang Jiugui is here, the disciples and deacons of the eight meridians are all here, and everything is ready. Wuque, you must feel dazzled, and now you are full of doubts, and you don't know which meridian to choose, right? It doesn't matter, let's sit down and talk, and take your time to choose, don't rush!"

Gao Tianshi smiled and spoke at this moment, and then he was the first to walk to the futon and prepare to sit down, and his voice continued to sound: "We will tell you the advantages and disadvantages of each meridian, and then let you weigh them, and then..."

"Thank you, Deacon Gao, but I have already chosen."

However, Ye Wuque spoke like this, interrupting Gao Tianshi's words directly.

The seven deacons were collectively stunned!

Only Zhang Qinghai, who was lying on the futon, still half-closed his eyes, confused, shaking his head, as if he was still savoring the taste of the wine.

"Have you chosen?"

"Which lineage?"

Fatty Li spoke quickly. All the deacons stared at Ye Wuque, even holding their breath, with anticipation and excitement in their eyes!

Seeing this, Ye Wuque first clasped his fists again and bowed politely to the eight deacons present before speaking: "My choice is..."

"Brother Ye, do you just want me like this? You are so bad! I will be sad..."

Suddenly, a charming and soft voice of a young girl, which was enough to make any young opposite sex numb, came from outside the disciple cave. The tone was full of resentment and sadness. Anyone who heard it would glare at Ye Wuque and think that Ye Wuque was a completely heartless man! ! Ye Wuque, who

was interrupted by this sudden sentence, was once again a little confused.

The seven disciples and deacons were stunned at first, and then their faces changed almost at the same time!


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