[System + Zhetian] Ye Fan, hello

The visitor was thin and dressed in an old Taoist robe.At first glance, there is no difference from ordinary old people, but at a second glance, it seems that there is a giant dragon in this person's body, which is about to choose someone to eat, and the boiling blood makes everyone present dare not underestimate him .

Wen Lang was protected behind him, and cleverly separated him from Ye Fan.Ye Fan gave him winks across people, but only received a helpless response from Wen Lang.He also didn't expect Chilong Laodao to come to watch this Origin Technique competition.Otherwise, it would have been impossible to openly show off one's abilities in front of everyone just now.Although he only used Xingzi Jue just now, it was enough for Chilong Laodao to see the problem.After all, so far, Wen Lang really hasn't learned a few things seriously.Thinking of this, he raised his head and glanced at Chilong Old Daoist's expressionless face, and smiled wryly in his heart.

I can only ask for luck.

Of course, he didn't forget to give Ye Fan this look.

But no matter what will happen to Wen Lang in the future, he is obviously included in the protection scope of Chilong Laodao now.

Wen Lang glanced at the large circle of vacant seats around him, and quietly moved towards Chilong Laodao.Seeing him move, everyone also moved away, keeping him farther away.Wen Lang raised his eyebrows and moved two more steps, and everyone followed him.Satisfied, Wen Lang stood beside Chilong Laodao without moving, and impatiently chased Ye Fan away with his eyes, telling him to leave quickly.

The feeling of a fox pretending to be a tiger is really great, what should I do if I don't want to let go at all?

Wen Lang's delicate eyebrows slightly raised after the transformation, and he smiled calmly.

Seeing the two small front teeth exposed under his smug smile, Ye Fan felt a little itchy in his heart, as if an ant was gently scratching there, making him want to get closer.Only by rubbing against those two teeth can he feel less itchy.

In the next second, Ye Fan lost all thoughts.Looking at the two sharp lights thrown by Chilong Laodao, he looked back regretfully.

Calm down, at present, the origin stone is the most important.

Ye Fan recited the Mantra of Purifying Heart silently, and turned his gaze back to the Origin Stone.

As soon as he left, Chilong Laodao's gaze became free, and he turned to Wen Lang.Wen Lang's breath stagnated, and the pride just now disappeared in an instant, and he just smiled awkwardly.

He smiled flatteringly, but the Chilong old man just glanced away and then turned his eyes away, refocusing on the contest about the origin stone.Wen Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

Around him, many people have already cast curious eyes on him.After all, it can be seen from Wen Lang's previous strength when dodging the source technique attack that his strength should not be what it appears on the surface, coupled with the obvious behavior of Chilong Laodao to protect his weaknesses.Wen Lang's identity made this group of people even more curious.

Wen Lang responded to their curious gazes with a stylized smile.

Ye Fan's side, although it is a one-on-one competition.But everyone present knew that the other party had four people observing the origin stone together. Similarly, Ye Fan, who had only one person, was at a disadvantage. Even so, the two sides quickly selected the origin stone.

And in the process, Ye Fan also killed several disciples of the opponent's ancient Yuanshu family through the killing technique in the source technique.

Just kidding, Ye Fan is not someone to be trampled upon.What's more, these people reached out to Wen Lang before, how could he bear it so easily.The other party died a few people but didn't dare to really make a scene. After all, they were the first to attack. As for the fact that you are not injured and we are all dead, isn't it a joke? .

Therefore, he could only vent his anger and go back through the source technique.When Ye Fan confronted the other party, Hu Yongyuan, regardless of what other people thought or whether they felt sorry for these people, just shaking the Holy Land, he turned green, but he dared not speak out.

No matter which of the two parties was unlucky, Wen Lang didn't have the slightest worry, and stood beside him happily watching the play.I almost ate a bag of melon seeds.Wen Lang also shared his regrets with the system, and then heard the system reply slowly: "If you want to eat, I can find some for you."

Wen Lang was stunned, but it was impossible to bother the system to do this, so he could only stop him, but he was touched by his thoughtfulness in his heart.

The system gave up with some regret.

Ye Fan's source stones had already been selected, and Wen Lang was a little curious. After getting the consent of Chilong Laodao, he also rushed forward with the crowd to take a closer look at the appearance of these source stones.

Ye Fan had just retracted his eyes from the origin stone, and the purple light in his eyes had not faded away. When he looked up, he saw him standing in front of him, and his breathing stopped suddenly.After thinking about it, Wen Lang knew what he was thinking, but the smile on the corner of his mouth did not fall, but that hand had no scruples at all, and patted his head that had just been raised.

"Hiss~" Ye Fan touched his chin that had been knocked on the origin stone, wanting to cry but no tears.Li Heishui on the side shrank his neck, and directly threw the slight envy of the two people's relationship to the dog.

So fucking brutal.I can't stand it at all.

The others were also concerned, and took back all the adjectives that they suspected of being weak and weak.

Although Ye Fan felt a little wronged, he didn't dare to say anything at all. He could only put his energy on the Origin Stone to prove his innocence.

"I really didn't release Yuantian Shenjue on purpose." Ye Fan still did not forget to explain to Wen Lang via voice transmission.After all, sometimes verbal explanations are useful.

"I know." Wen Lang replied in a gentle voice.

"You came over as soon as I looked up, I just watched you go, I don't have time to look at others." Ye Fan tried to continue explaining.

"You have to have the guts." Wen Lang didn't care, and he didn't forget to comfort him, "Don't worry, I didn't think much about it."

I want you to think more.

Ye Fan felt aggrieved when he thought of what someone said just now, coupled with his state of complete indifference.

I don't want to be ashamed.

No one else would know the words between the two, and Ye Fan was a little unwilling, so he could only ask over and over again: "You really don't care?" Actually, I want you to care.

Wen Lang's answer remained the same: "Don't worry, I don't care."

Ye Fan: I'm so angry.

Wen Lang watched the slight changes in his face, scratched his palm, and felt a little itchy in his heart.

I really want to pinch it.