MTL - Man Huang Feng Bao-Chapter 68 Who is the fisherman who is the bait

Upon returning to the cloud sect, Zhao Dazhi, the unsettled fat man, went straight to Ziyunfeng, thanking Ye Chuan, and he was grateful.

This time, he felt like he had stepped into the grave like a half foot. He really lived and died. It was the master of Ye Chuan who asked him to pull him out of the grave and save him once.

"Master, I am back, I..."

As soon as I saw Ye Chuan, the fat man immediately went down and cried, and his heart was moved. He simply said it. Once, the fat man and other disciples did not put the master of Ye Chuan at all. Now, Ye Chuan is desperate to follow with eternal life. It’s a pity that he is a man, otherwise he really has to make a difference.

"Just come back."

Ye Chuan nodded and looked at the fat man. His face looked like a smile. "How, fat, brother didn't lie to you?"

"No."

The fat man Zhao Dazhi is busy shaking his head, and a piece of graffiti can also sell sky-high prices. This is unbelievable. The fat man is now admiring Ye Chuan. "Master, what is the note?" ......"

Touching the silver ticket in my arms, the fat man's eyes are bright.

A piece of paper is about 12,000 yuan, and you can draw it with your hands. You can draw dozens of hundreds of cards a day. Isn't that...

With the help of the silver two, the fat man began to think more and expected to get more.

"That is a rune, not a note, only one, no more."

Ye Chuan said, knowing what the fat man is playing, his face is a little pale, and his strength is far from recovering. The fat man’s mouth moved and wanted to say something. One of his mouths was interrupted by Ye Chuan. He said faintly: “Don’t look down on a rune, it looks very easy. In fact, refining such a rune will consume A lot of energy. Fat man, you remember the brothers in a sentence, you have to think that one day, no matter what you do, you have to work very hard."

"Thank you for the master's advice, the younger brother remembered."

The fat man Zhao Dazhi nodded and accepted Ye Chuan's instructions, and all doubts no longer existed.

Yes, Ye Chuan is right. If you want to be successful, you will succeed in it. You must work harder than anyone else! Ye Chuan is now famous, but people who don’t know, who knows his days of low-key silent cultivation?

The fat man is timid, but not stupid, and engraved Ye Chuan’s words into his heart.

"Fat, you said, the rune was bought by a horned demon?" Ye Chuan asked, the tone of plainness seems to be just asking questions, but his face is quietly a little dignified by ordinary people.

The fat man nodded. In retrospect, he still had a lingering fear. "Yes, that person is nearly three meters high and extremely embarrassed. The key is that there are two drum kits on the head with a pair of horns. Although they are strongly suppressed, they still carry a demon." That is definitely a great demon of the demon, what is called Nagus, not like the people of our Daqin dynasty. If the Tiandu brothers come later, I will never see you again, the guy has been Chasing us to the fog, the Zongshan Gate is not so reluctant to give up, daring!"

Thinking of the scene of being chased by the horned man Nagus, the fat body of the fat man is still shaking and frightened.

"Nagus?" Ye Chuan muttered to himself, saying: "In the future, be careful when you go out. Well, the time is almost the same, don't let Jiajia wait for a long time, go!"

Ye Chuan stood up and told the evil spirits to stay in Ziyunfeng, and the Nantiandu and the fat man left. At the gate of the mountain, Zhu Sijia, Aesop and a surname Yang have been waiting for a long time. After the meeting, the group of people will walk out of the mountain gate and go straight to the gully cliff more than 100 miles away. There is an ancient life and death platform, standing on the edge of the cliff. For many years, it has been the place where the three major sects of Yunwuzong, Xuan Dingmen and Wuyimen settled disputes.

This time, almost no one is optimistic about the cloud. Although Ye Chuan was impressive in this period of time, he repaired the bottlenecks one after another, but he still stayed in the military territory and was the weakest among the three major disciples. Not surprisingly, Yunwu Zong will be the last of the big contests, and even lost very badly.

The big contest has always been the grand event of the three major sects. It was only held once in three years. According to the truth, this time the battle should be led by at least one elder, but none of the five elders are willing to travel. The elders hate iron and do not become steel, but also need to guard the Zongmen inconvenient travel. The two elders in Nangong have only his herbs in their eyes. Not to mention the three elders, Bai Yanhu, I wish that Yechuan lost the worse. In the end, only one guardian can't get rid of it, and he has to go to the scalp, and there is a face on the road. He has no good face for anyone, and he is unlucky.

The attitude toward Yang Hufa, Ye Chuan’s insight into the autumn, did not care about him. Along the way, you can swim and play, and from time to time, Zhu Sijia, who is wearing a hard dress, just likes to play in the mountains. It seems that I don’t want to put the upcoming big contest on my mind, and in turn, I am worried about the worried Zhu Sijia.

After Ye Chuan and his entourage went away, a middle-aged eagle nose quietly left the mountain gate, dressed up in the mountains, dressed in black cloth, and kept up.

Although he has already told Aesop what to do, Jin Zhikun is still not at ease, regardless of the identity of the alchemy master. The three elders want the position of the disciple of Ye Chuanzong, and find someone to take control of the cloud sect in his hand, and he Jin Zhikun wants the life of Ye Chuan! The son Jinhua died, and he did not kill Ye Chuan one day. He could not raise his head in the Zongmen!

Jin Zhikun’s hidden secrets are rich in experience. Unlike ordinary practitioners, he did not see what Feijian took out. He walked on the wilderness with a pair of feet and went to the wind, far behind Ye Chuan and his entourage. Like a cold poisonous snake, trailing behind and secretly looking for opportunities, usually hides and disappears, the key moment is bitten and fatal!

Ye Chuan all the way to the mountains to play with water, a look relaxed and natural, seems to be unaware of the danger behind him. Jin Zhikun’s whereabouts are hidden, and he thinks that God is not aware of it. However, behind him, another figure has gone far behind.

The horned devil, Nagus, did not go far, and he was secretly squatting outside the clouds. Hard work pays off, once again let him wait for the opportunity, jumped and followed behind Jin Zhikun. It seems that the body has not yet healed the joint stiffness, but the strength of the fluctuations is much more powerful than before, and there is a faint **** flow on the body.

After igniting the ghosts that were obtained in the underground ghost market, Nagus felt that his body was much better at once, and he was thirsty for ghosts. If the fat man Zhao Dazhi has been hiding in the cloud sect, he really has no choice but to dare to take it. But the fat man followed Ye Chuan and his chance came. And, not far from how far he turned his eyes to the head of Ye Chuan, the heart has the feeling, in the latter vaguely felt a strange atmosphere. That kind of breath, he only felt it a hundred years ago in a master of refining.