The invincible sword fairy of the beautiful president

Chapter 7
Yang Shaofeng was stunned.

Michelle Yeoh froze.

Xiao Zhang was also stunned.

Looking at Zhang Wenyuan's trembling body, several people looked at Ye Tian together.

Ye Tian...

Disappeared again!

Before they could cry out in alarm, Ye Tian's figure appeared again!

The wooden stick in his hand was like a long sword, slowly walking away.

Ye Tian moved extremely slowly, but it gave people a feeling of being natural.

Ye Tian gives people the feeling that he has already merged with this world!
He is the sky.

He is the land.

He never disappeared, but merged with this world!
"I'm not your patriarch."

After demonstrating a set of sword skills, Ye Tian slowly placed the wooden stick at the door of the room, and walked into the room with a calm expression.

"I have studied this set of Taiji swordsmanship in the early years. I hope you will stop dishonoring Zhang Zhenren's name and pass on this swordsmanship intact for the benefit of future generations."

Ye Tian's voice slowly came from the dwelling.

Zhang Wenyuan didn't speak, but got up suddenly, and knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times to Ye Tian's residence...

"Disciple Zhang Wenyuan, thank you Patriarch for your guidance!"

Tears were still flowing, and Zhang Wenyuan's body trembled slightly.

He didn't get up, still kneeling on the ground.

"Master Zhang...you..."

"Old Yang, could you please contact Master and his old man for me?" Zhang Wenyuan interrupted Yang Shaofeng without waiting for him to finish speaking.

Yang Shaofeng's previous status meant that even if he retired, he would not be able to act like an ordinary old man.

Zhang Wenyuan, who had never interrupted Yang Shaofeng's speech, interrupted him at this moment.

This kind of thing has never happened!

"Where is this high-ranking man who can make Daoist Zhang do such a great gift?" Yang Shaofeng frowned slightly, looking at the closed door of the private house, he was full of puzzlement, thought for a while, "Xiao Zhang, you Go make a phone call."

Xiao Zhang walked aside, made a phone call to Wudang, and told what happened.

"lead……"

Listening to the reply he got on the phone, Xiao Zhang looked at Yang Shaofeng blankly, for a moment, he didn't know how to speak.

"how?"

Seeing Xiao Zhang's expression, Yang Shaofeng knew that the reply on the phone was not trivial.

"Renren Wang said...he will bring all the disciples here immediately..."

All disciples?
Today's Wudang is full of peaches and plums, and the number of disciples in Taoist temples has reached thousands.

Moreover, there are more tourists visiting Wudang Mountain every day, bringing all the disciples here means that Wudang will close the mountain gate...

What puzzled Yang Shaofeng even more was that Master Wang brought all the Wudang disciples here just to meet a young man who was only about 20 years old...

Looking at Zhang Wenyuan who was still kneeling on the ground, Yang Shaofeng didn't speak, but his heart was shocked.

Although Michelle Yeoh on the side was puzzled, she was too scared to speak by the situation in front of her.

All members of Wudang were dispatched, just to see one person.

This is something that has never happened in the whole of China!
In the whole world, no one has the ability to make such a thing happen!
But at this moment, this thing happened in front of her!
And just now, she scolded the person who attracted all Wudang disciples...

No one spoke anymore, this world was eerily quiet.

While several people were waiting, Tang Yanran came back with a vegetable basket.

Seeing the appearance of several people, Tang Yanran was a little surprised, especially seeing Zhang Wenyuan kneeling on the ground.

"What's wrong?" Tang Yanran was puzzled.

Zhang Wenyuan knelt on the ground, facing the direction where she and Ye Tian lived.

At this moment, Zhang Wenyuan's tears were still flowing, the Taoist robe on his chest was wet a lot, and the slate on the ground was wet a lot, but he didn't have the slightest intention to get up.

Beside Zhang Wenyuan, the three looked dignified, and none of them opened their mouths to break the silence at the moment.

She wanted to ask what happened, but seeing the current atmosphere, Tang Yanran went home honestly.

After all, if she is a daughter's family, what will she do if she offends these people?
In this barren mountain, Ye Tian is a fool again, who will help her then?
"When I went grocery shopping just now, I heard an aunt say that eating fish can nourish your brain, and I will make you a braised fish nugget later." Looking at Ye Tian who was sitting quietly in the living room, Tang Yanran smiled, holding the bag in her hand. The ingredients went into the kitchen.

"..." Ye Tian still didn't speak.

"By the way, what are those people outside doing? Why are they standing motionless at the door? Another person is kneeling on the ground." A voice came from the kitchen.

"..."

"How about I invite them to come in later? I think the old man's expression is a bit bad."

"..."

"Forget it, it's useless to ask you. I'll cook more rice later. It's just right if they're hungry. If they don't eat, we'll save it for dinner."

"..."

Although Tang Yanran established a company worth tens of millions in three years, she started to live independently because of the death of her parents in her early years. Cooking is not difficult for her.

Half an hour passed, and she brought out a table of delicious dishes, three dishes and one soup, all delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

"I'll go ask them if they're hungry." Tang Yanran said and went out to Yang Shaofeng's side.

"Grandpa, are you hungry? I cooked the dishes, if you don't mind, come in and have a taste?"

Hearing this, Yang Shaofeng cupped his fists and bowed respectfully to Tang Yanran, "Thank you for your kindness, miss, I'm not hungry."

Hearing this, Tang Yanran could only smile smugly, and came to Zhang Wenyuan's side again, "Uncle, you are...kneeling...isn't it good? Why don't you go to the house and have a cup of tea?"

Zhang Wenyuan's body trembled suddenly, and he looked sideways at Tang Yanran slightly, his complexion changed slightly, pale, and he knocked on the house again, "Disciple... panic..."

disciple?

this person...

Could there be something wrong with my brain?

Tang Yanran was quite frightened by Zhang Wenyuan's actions, she smiled at the others and quickly returned to the room.

"Hey, hey! The uncle who was kneeling outside just now, I asked him to get up, but he actually said that the disciple was panicked. What's going on?"

"..."

"Forget it! It's useless to ask you! Hurry up and eat, let's hide in the company for a while after eating, these people may be crazy!" Tang Yanran's pretty face turned pale, and she served Ye Tian with a bowl of rice.

"..."

"No! If they are really crazy, how could they let us go like this? Why don't we call the police?"

"..."

"No, no, no! This group of people looks pitiful, that uncle is kneeling on the ground with tears in his eyes, how pitiful it would be if he was caught by the police?"

"..."

"How about... Let's pretend to be eating and slip away quietly through the back door? Uh! Yes! Don't eat, don't eat! Go! If this group of psychopaths get sick and rush over, what should we do? Go, go, go !"

As she said that, Tang Yanran snatched the bowls and chopsticks that Ye Tian had just held in her hands, and dragged Ye Tian out through the back door...

(End of this chapter)