C62

Name:God Abuser Author:
(continue to lift the ban)

after ye Wentian's painstaking advice, Tang Niu didn't come with them. However, when they left, Tang Niu's expression of resentment made Ye Wentian think that they could not help fighting a cold war. We all think that this action should be kept secret, so ye Wentian's identity must not be disclosed. Everyone took off his armor and put on his usual clothes. Ye Wentian's colorful white is as famous as his name in the world, so it's hard to wear it again, so we can only put it in the bag.

However, with so many people walking together, I'm afraid it will attract people everywhere, right? Ye Wentian looked at the 120 iron blood yakha who were on the road with him with a bitter smile.

Yue Ling rode to Ye Wentian and whispered, "are there too many people?" Ye Wentian deeply thought that he nodded his head. "Isn't that right? This is also called secret action? The most hateful thing is brother Niu. He says that the world is dangerous and you have to protect me. In fact, I really want to know who can hurt me in the world. "

"Since all the people have come, we can't leave them behind. I didn't expect that the ghosts are coming." Yue Ling said, looking at the ghost in black and masked on the horse not far away.

Ye Wentian shook his head with a wry smile. "The guy who blinks the most in this team is the ghost. On his forehead, the word" I'm a killer "is almost tattooed Originally, ghosts should be invisible around IP man's sky as before, but Canglang said that ghosts are good at selling, and they are more useful in scaring people in the team. His air conditioning can absolutely shake away all the little thieves. However, ye Wentian has been thinking about what kind of thief would dare to attack the team composed of 120 strong men?

"Judge! There is the boundary of Longyin just ahead. Shall we go to the city? " The ghost rode to yewentian. Well, it's ten days to Longyin. This speed is really good. Ye Wentian secretly praised, "everyone go to the city to find an inn to have a rest, and it's not too late to drive tomorrow morning." what's the difference between Longyin thousands of years ago? The city of Longyin made Ye Wentian think of the place where he used to live, and he felt a little sad.

"Ye Wentian, is this Longyin brother Canglong's hometown?" Li Shuo asked with a smile. "Well! Elder brother has never been back since he left here. We should visit his family Ye Wentian should arrive.

"But we don't know where his home is." Yue Ling said with a frown. "Seeing that elder brother is very skillful, he must not be the children of a simple family. It's estimated that it's not difficult for us to find elder brother's home when we go to the city to inquire." Ye Wentian thinks that Luo Canglong's home is not hard to find. Everyone nodded yes, so they urged flattery to speed up their journey.

Longyin city is majestic. The walls around it are solid and thick. When ye Wentian was in his time, the walls of Longyin had been destroyed for a long time. Therefore, when he came to Longyin, ye Wentian felt strange. Looking at Longyin city in front of him in the fog, ye Wentian felt as if he had been separated from others.

The guards of Longyin City Lean lazily on the gate and yawn listlessly. When they see ye Wentian and his party, they can't help but get up in spirits. They are so fierce that they are all big and frightening. Moreover, the murderous spirit emanating from them makes these guards who have never been on the battlefield almost collapse in an instant. They have the intention to stop the unusual people from questioning, but when the words come to their lips, they choose to be silent, because they don't have the courage at all.

"Get off the horse, there are many people in the city. Don't scare them." Ye Wentian gave a low drink and jumped down from his horse. As soon as ye Wentian's words came to an end, one hundred and twenty iron blooded night fork jumped off the horse in an instant. After the ghost got off the horse, he grasped the rein that ye Wentian had thrown away. Another iron blooded night fork also took over the rein of Yue Ling and Li Shuo.

Ye Wentian and Yue Ling walked side by side in front, and Li Shuo followed them. They went into the city in such a mighty way. Ye Wentian is in a good mood. He walks on the street of Longyin with his hands on his back. Yue Ling follows Ye Wentian closely. His eyes are always on Ye Wentian. Li Shuo walks behind him with a bitter smile. Looking at Yue Ling's attentive appearance, he can't help sighing. He doesn't know whether ye Wentian really doesn't know or pretends to be confused. Yue Ling's life is really miserable!

Ye Wentian did not care about the performance of the people, but focused on observing the street of Longyin, trying to find some familiar traces. Unfortunately, he was doomed to be disappointed. A thousand years can completely change a city. Ye Wentian is disappointed to find that he is not familiar with the Longyin city in front of him. Just when ye Wentian is sad, Li Shuo and others find a problem, that is, the eyes of pedestrians on the road are focused on them, and the eyes of most women are all on Ye Wentian.

Although Ye Wentian wears very simple clothes, his handsome appearance and unique temperament make him the focus of the public. But ye Wentian didn't care about these at all. He just went on silently, and his mind lingered in the millennium. Sometimes, he really suspected that his experience in recent years was a dream, but the dream was too real for him to wake up. With her great internal power, Yue Ling inquired about the conversation of passers-by and couldn't help laughing bitterly.

"Look at that young man, he is so handsome!"..."Yes! I don't know who he is. His eyes are so sexy...

。 "Look, handsome boy!".....

But most of the men were staring at Yue Ling's gorgeous posture in a daze, sighing that the fairy came down to the world. Li Shuo secretly funny, even without so many night fork around, as long as let this pair of wall people to that poke, I'm afraid it's difficult to keep a low profile. It's a beautiful scenery for these two people to stand together.

"Ghosts." Ye Wentian drinks lightly, and the ghost appears behind Ye Wentian. "Find an inn to settle you down. I'll walk by myself. "Ye Wentian" Yue Ling called in a low voice.

"Sister Yueling doesn't have to worry. I just look around. Naturally, ghosts can find me." Yue Ling nodded and did not speak any more, so the party parted ways at the intersection. Ye Wentian, with his hands on his back, walked slowly towards the infernal city in his memory.

"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk ~" a swaying figure hummed a ditty without any key and bumped into Ye Wentian's arms. Ye Wentian was in a daze at this time, so he didn't pay attention for a moment. "I'm really not drunk" the man who bumped into Ye Wentian's arms struggled to sit on the ground, looked up and said with a smile.

Ye Wentian also noticed that someone had collided with him at this time. He immediately looked back at the man sitting on the ground. At that moment, his heart was shocked violently. He could not help but blurt out, "Uncle drunkard!" It as like as two peas who had been knocked down by Ye Tian, who were old men who were killed in the city of a few years ago. "Why? How do you know my name? That's what kids in infernal call me. "

Infernal city! Was there a infernal city thousands of years ago? Ye Wentian's heart was a bit at a loss. Looking at this reincarnated old man, he had a feeling of separation between mind and spirit. After he came to this dragon chant, ye Wentian felt familiar for the first time. The drunkard old man looked at the handsome young man in front of him and said, "I'm pretty, but I'm a little silly. I'm not drunk. I'm not drunk." the drunkard old man continued to hum a ditty and walked over to Ye Wentian, "drunkard uncle, do you want to drink?" Ye Wentian suddenly turned to the old man and said.

"I'm a drunkard. Of course I want to drink. Why? You want to buy me a drink? " Said the old drunkard wobbly.

Ye Wentian walked over and pulled the old drunkard, "I'll treat you as much as you want. Where is the best restaurant in Longyin? Let's go there and have a drink. I'll drink with you!" Ye Wentian's tone was a little excited, and he was still happy.

Looking at Ye Wentian, who was shaking in front of him, the old drunkard couldn't help laughing and saying, "someone invited me to have a drink. Of course, I'll go. The best restaurant in Longyin is" jiangjinjiu "in the west of the city. It's said that the wine there is rare in the world, but it's also very expensive." "Well, let's go there. Uncle will lead the way." Ye Wentian said happily.

So they went together in the direction of the restaurant. Along the way, ye Wentian simply asked the old drunkard about his situation. Only then did he know that the old drunkard had so much in common with the dead old drunkard uncle he knew. If the old drunkard uncle had not been bombed to death in infernal City, ye Wentian would have thought that the old drunkard uncle had returned here after a thousand years Well.

Soon, two people came to the front door of the restaurant. Ye Wentian looked up and saw a huge plaque hanging on the door, on which the words "will drink" were written. The font was strong and powerful, showing a strong domineering. Only this plaque showed that the owner of the restaurant was not ordinary. On both sides of the door were two vertical plaques, with the words "persuade you to drink more" on the left and "worry about selling the Yangtze River together" on the right. Ye Wentian couldn't help drinking "OK, OK, this is a good place to drink. Uncle, let's go in."

Then he took the drunkard to the inside. At this time, the boy at the door stopped in front of them. "Please, it's not the day for the restaurant to give alms." He looked at the drunkard's ragged clothes, and ye Wentian, though he was a man of extraordinary stature, wore too ordinary clothes, so he didn't think these two people could afford to drink. "We're here to drink." Ye Wentian pulls the drunkard on.

"Drinking? Do you know how much a cup of wine will cost The little guy looks like a small man. Ye Wentian's great interest was destroyed by this little guy, and he unconsciously revealed a trace of murderous spirit. You should know that the soldiers of Shura and Xiongnu who died in Ye Wentian's hands were worth hundreds of millions. Even if it was just a trace of murderous spirit, the concentration in it was not what an idiot little guy could afford. As soon as his legs were soft, he directly sat on the ground, panting and panting Si found that even if it was like this, the feeling of suffocation didn't abate at all. He just felt that it was more and more difficult to breathe, and he fainted at last.

At this time, ye Wentian's drunken eyes suddenly shot a ray of light. He raised his head and took a deep look at the tall figure in front of him. Ye Wentian pulls the drunkard to walk directly to the inside after he faints on the ground. At this time, the next charming figure sways from the upstairs of the restaurant: "which distinguished guest is this? What a great momentum. " The voice was very pleasant, just like a silver bell. When ye Wentian looked at it, he saw a beautiful woman swaying towards him.