Chapter 1626

"Little fatty, you won't go with them..." Beat Wei Wuxian a punch, see this guy rolled a white eye, ye Lingfeng smile to this once he blackmailed thousands of spirit stone guy asked.

"Don't call me that nickname again. Is Ben fat now?" When Wei Wuxian heard the word "little fat Dun", he was so angry that his teeth itched. When he went back, he nodded and said, "in a few days, the family will come to pick me up. Then I will go back with them."

Ye Lingfeng is not surprised by this reply. Different from Zhuo Yiping and others, Wei Wuxian is a descendant of the Northern Wilderness family after all, and seems to be a highly valued descendant. Naturally, his family can't let him take such a risk.

And ye Lingfeng knows that Wei Wuxian worships the holy land of wanchu, waiting for this moment. It is absolutely impossible for him to leave wanchu holy land until he knows what secret it is.

"When you leave, for the sake of sharing life and death with the same family, remember to leave me a copy of shennian Huaxing secret skill, and you'd better give me tens of thousands more spirit stones..." Nodding and laughing, ye Lingfeng teases Wei Wuxian.

"To hell with the bumpkin!" Wei Wuxian grits his teeth and says a word back to Ye Lingfeng. His face changes. Then he suddenly says solemnly, "for the sake of sharing life and death, I'd like to remind you to find a way out for yourself now."

"Retreat? Isn't the clan already arranged? " Ye Lingfeng said with a smile, but he thought there was something in this boy's words.

"I hope they really arranged it..." Wei Wuxian made a low voice, then looked at Ye Lingfeng with his eyes blazing, and said: "the southern region is not the place you can stay. If it comes to that day, you can go to Beihuang with me. I can recommend you to my family. With your talent, you can join our Wei family. Maybe you can really get the secret art of transforming the mind into the form. "

What does Wei Wuxian mean? Is there a mistake in the retreat of wanchu holy land? Ye Lingfeng frowns slightly and stares at Wei Wuxian. He wants to see more information from his face. Unfortunately, this guy has no expression at all and covers up perfectly.

However, through Wei Wuxian's proposal that he should join the Wei family, ye Lingfeng still feels that there will be some variables when the Holy Land disaster comes.

"I won't go!" Although in the heart doubt, but leaf Ling breeze still shook head, sink a voice way. He has already decided to stay here and do his last part for wanchu holy land. Only in this way can he live up to Xingyun danzun and Sudou elder.

Wei Wuxian shook his head and said to Ye Lingfeng with deep meaning: "I don't force you, but my invitation is still valid for you before I leave. If you change your mind, you can let me know at any time. "

After that, Wei Wuxian didn't talk to Ye Lingfeng any more. He turned around and disappeared into the night.

Looking at the back of Wei Wuxian leaving, ye Lingfeng frowns deeply. He always feels that Wei Wuxian has something to say in his words, and seems to remind him of something. However, he felt that he was a bit alarmist. Although wanchu holy land is declining now, even if the catastrophe is coming, it will cause some upheavals, but with Sudou elder and Xingyun danzun, who are monks of God, there will be room for everything to return to the world after all.

Night is deep, ye Lingfeng did not go to the cottage, but back to the cave. Xingyun danzun taught him all his experiences, and there was no difference in his experience, whether in the cottage or in the cave.

And he wanted to go back and see if there was any change in the egg he had no time to pay attention to, which had been guarded by the black emperor these days.

"Congratulations on the young master's return from victory and promotion of shenmingzi, which caused the movement of Ye family's Jianzhong, and the sound shocked all sides..."

"The little Lord is really the seed of our Ye nationality. The blood is noble, not to mention the talent. Now we wake up to the blood of shenmingzi. Our Ye nationality must be in the hands of the little Lord in the future. We will be on the top of the southern region..."

When ye Mo and ye people first appeared at the huge gate outside the ye God City, countless ye people gathered there immediately looked respectful, sincere or envious.

For these people's compliments, ye Mo didn't say a word, his face was as gloomy as if he wanted to drip water, and he just led people to the ancestral house.

Looking at Ye Mo's performance, the people of the flattering Ye family are at a loss. They don't understand why the young master of their own family has such an expression. It was originally a matter of elation, but how he behaves like a big loss.

"Do you see that the young master and the children of the tribe who went with him not only looked gloomy, but also wore clothes that seemed to have been burned by the fire, just like those who had just escaped from the sea of fire..."

People with sharp eyes wait until ye Mo leads the crowd to walk through the high gate, then he says in a low voice.

On hearing this, someone immediately said in amazement: "is there something wrong with Feilai mountain, or is it not the young master who is promoted..."

"Shut up, is that all you can say? Don't you want to die? " As soon as this remark came down, someone suddenly yelled in a low voice that the lower class of the ye people were not good at talking about their lineage. Once they were reported, they would be doomed.

After hearing this sound, the originally noisy crowd suddenly fell into silence."If it wasn't for Shaozhu, who would promote shenmingzi..." But even so, there are still people murmuring doubts.

Not only those who spoke, but also those who were silent were full of doubts and confusion. They also want to know why Ye Mo looks so ugly. They also want to know if ye Mo had not been promoted to shenmingzi, who else among the ye people would have the qualification and talent

"You said that the person who awakened the blood of the ye people is Ye Lingfeng?" At the same time, after entering the ancestral home and telling the story of long Qumai in the future, ye Tian, the leader of the Ye clan, frowned and his snow-white beard trembled.

Not only him, but also some of the older ye people around him are shocked. They stare at Ye Mo as if they were living to see a ghost in broad daylight. They seem to doubt his words.

"Yes, grandfather, do you know him?" Ye Mo nods and looks at Ye Tian with some doubts. He didn't understand what was so special about this name, that it made his grandfather and the elders show such an expression.

"You said he hurt Feng Qingyu badly, and if he didn't have broken Nirvana at that time, he almost killed you?" Ye Tian didn't answer Ye Mo's question, but there was a flicker of light in his eyes.

Ye Mo nodded, his eyes full of chill. The defeat of flying to the mountains was the most humiliating thing in his life. Although he tried his best, he was still restrained to death. If it wasn't for his grandfather's questioning, he didn't want to mention it again.