Is the aloof male god of the apocalypse a wife-type personality?

The further we go, the more open our eyes become.

Slowly they saw the light of the fire.

As they got closer and saw clearly everything not far away, Ye Cheng and others fell silent.

They were all in a mess, and no one was uninjured, but Yuan Shao's group of people were all unscathed. The most important thing was that they were still eating barbecue.

Ye Cheng felt that all his cultivation in this life fell apart on this day.

His disfigured face was slightly distorted.

Grass!

Yuan Shao really deserves a beating.

What he didn't know was that he was not the only one who had this idea.

There are quite a few people who wanted to use the original sack to do black boxing.

Perhaps because their eyes were full of resentment, Yuan Shao finally noticed them, turned around and smiled as if they were harmless, and waved desperately at them.

"City Lord Ye, you are finally here. We have been waiting for you for a long time, and we are almost falling asleep."

Ye Cheng and others: "..."

Come on!

Can they go up and beat someone to death?

This guy really deserves a beating.

Ye Cheng walked over with a straight face and saw that each of them was desperately eating the food in their hands. When he arrived, everyone had just finished eating and there was only a pile of bones left.

Yuan Shao looked embarrassed:

"Hey, Lord Ye, don't mind. My subordinates can't stand on the stage. They haven't eaten meat for a long time, making you laugh."

"It's a pity that I only caught one rabbit, otherwise I could have given you extra food."

"Speaking of which, that rabbit is quite powerful. There is blood on its paws. I don't know what kind of cat or dog it caught."

Ye Cheng: "..."

Ye Cheng couldn't even maintain his superficial politeness.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Yuan Shao and said:

"Lieutenant Colonel, it's really not easy for you to survive until now."

"There is no other way. Who said I am lucky?"

Yuan Shao grinned.

Ye Cheng's fist hardened, and he couldn't help but want to say hello to Yuan Shao's twitching face. But at this moment, Yuan Shao said:

"City Lord Ye, something feels weird here. We don't dare to go in. We are waiting for you to take charge of the overall situation."

Ye Cheng: "..."

He could no longer speak a word.

He felt that Yuan Shao really shouldn't have a mouth, he was so damn lacking!

Ye Cheng didn't want to ask how they got here. He glanced at Yuan Shao numbly, forced himself to calm down, and then said:

"I don't know what's in it."

"My people and I never went in."

"I see that you have had enough to eat and drink, and have been recuperating for a long time. You should take the lead."

Ye Cheng said without being polite at all.

"Okay!"

Yuan Shao nodded in agreement, turned around, clapped his hands and said:

"Quick, quick, clean up, let's take the lead."

"City Lord Ye always thinks of us."

"We were asked to take the lead before, but we were sent directly here, while they were killing enemies and monsters from behind."

"City Lord Ye's noble and upright spirit is worth learning from."

"We must not let him down."

Ye Cheng: "..."

Perhaps because he had experienced too much, Ye Cheng found that he was not that angry anymore. Of course, it was more likely that he had been numbed by gas.

After Yuan Shao led the people forward, he lowered his voice viciously and said:

"When the matter is over, I will hang his body at the city gate for ten days."

Otherwise, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart!

He felt that he had spoken quietly enough, but unexpectedly, Ruan Chao and Yuan Shao, who were walking at the front, turned back to look at him.

Yuan Shao even said:

"City Lord, it's the end of the world now, who is still playing the same tricks as in the feudal era?"

"When that monster hears this, he will go crazy and beat you up. I won't help you!"

Ye Cheng: "..."