The white man looked at his palm and suddenly found that the fingers on his palm were disappearing slowly. Then the intense pain and fear surged up, and the fear distorted his face and made him make a painful cry.
Those disciples, who were sitting with the white man, were also worried when they saw that their brothers were bullied. When they stood up one after another, they seemed to want to show ye Ziheng the color.
Ye Ziheng is not afraid at all. He directly releases his powerful breath and pressure, which makes it difficult for the white people around him. Even a few people who watch plays are also involved.
At this time, all the people suddenly woke up.
"Damn it! He is one of the seven best in the world! "
"What! Seven products strong! How could it be! Isn't there a forbidden spell over the gate! Those who are strong in seven tastes cannot enter at all! "
"No, it won't be a fake. Only those who are strong in qipinjing can exert their power!"
……
A group of people were speechless, but ye Ziheng ignored them completely, intimidated the white disciples with his breath, and went to find the disciples of tianxingmen.
As soon as he got inside, ye Ziheng saw another team coming from China, the team of xianhemen.
Ye Ziheng thought for a while, and finally walked over.
"Have you ever seen the team in Stargate?"
Ye Ziheng asked them, because they are all Chinese, so ye Ziheng's attitude to them is very respectful, no shelf.
Several people in the crane gate looked at each other and shook their heads.
"I haven't seen it for a long time. I haven't seen it since I last saw it outside. I haven't seen it since I came in."
Said a disciple of the crane gate.
Hearing this, ye Ziheng could not help frowning, but soon asked.
"Well, is it possible for other camps, or have you heard about them?"
Several disciples of the crane gate shook their heads again.
"No, there are only connections between several camps. Although they are not frequent, we haven't heard from them in the past month."
After hearing this, ye Ziheng's face was disappointed and was about to leave. At this time, a disciple of the crane gate seemed to think of something.
"Oh! I remember that I had heard some news about some disciples of tianxingmen before, but it was from a foreigner. "
Hearing this, ye Ziheng looked at the disciple in an instant.
So the disciple went on.
"I heard the news two months ago. We were not in the camp at that time. A foreign team picked him up on the way out. He was in a coma at that time, and he kept talking about tianxingmen and the Norfolk family. But because he was not awake, we didn't take it seriously."
Speaking of this, the disciple seemed to think of something again, turning to look at ye Ziheng.
"By the way, that guy has scolded you before. It's the time he just came in, but I don't remember his name. It's the arrogant one anyway."
"Jeff!"
Ye Ziheng said, his eyes lit up.
"Yes, that's the name!"
Said the disciple immediately.