[System + Zhetian] Ye Fan, hello

There was a knock on the door, Wen Lang put the scroll in Lunhai, flicked his sleeves lightly, and the door was opened from the inside.

"Any news?" Standing outside the door was Li Heishui.

"I have news from Ye Fan." Li Heishui's eyes were exhausted, but he couldn't hide his excitement, probably because he had been waiting for the news.Wen Lang was moved in his heart, but because of his habit, he didn't show it on his face.

"Where is it?" Wen Lang asked eagerly, even though he already had an idea in his mind.

"My people told me that someone entered Hualong Pond that day. Now Hualong Pond is guarded by the Jiang family. The Jiang family wants to save the god king. Ye Fan has the magic medicine in his hand. He will definitely be able to get the temporary protection of the Jiang family."

Li Heishui's statement was almost the same as the system's, and Wen Lang felt more at ease, with a smile on his face.

"But..." Although Li Heishui didn't want to spoil his mood, he still had to give an early warning, "Whether the god king can recover is still a question."

Wen Lang gave him his attention, and Li Heishui continued: "If the god king is resurrected, it will definitely break the current balance of power distribution. Except for the Jiang family, I am afraid that there is no other force that wants him to live. Or, even if it is the Jiang family, The attitude towards this god king is still unclear, otherwise the news that the god king was released will not be spread."

Wen Lang knew what he said, and he had a plan in his heart, so he comforted him in turn: "Don't worry, Ye Fan will be fine."

He was so confident, but Li Heishui didn't know how to refute it. He could only analyze the pros and cons of living on the Jiang family's big ship for him again. Even, if the resurrection of the god king failed, it would mean Ye Fan's fate in the future .

"The king of gods will be resurrected, for sure." Wen Lang's tone could be said to be doomed. Li Heishui didn't know why he was so confident, so he opened his mouth and left with a sigh.

After Li Heishui left, Wen Lang opened the scroll again.The saintess of the Zifu who appeared this time is no longer a misty fairy, but rather embarrassed.In Wen Lang's picture scroll, even if she has monstrous power, she can't fully use it, let alone when his landscape scroll is sealed by Ye Fan.

Behind her, there is a purple dragon chasing after her, but it is at the level that the saintess of the purple mansion can resist. It can be seen that its owner is bad.

"You are too narrow-minded. I just said something bad about Ye Fan, and you can't stand it." Zilong stopped attacking, and even the calm maiden of the Zifu could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. .

"I'm not that stingy yet." Wen Lang denied.

Zixia didn't want to argue with him, but asked another question with a pale face: "What is the purpose of you imprisoning me here for the past two days?"

"Zifu is a great holy place, and I have admired it for a long time, so I secretly used a little trick to understand it."

"You secretly learned my Zifu's skills." Zixia's face changed color.

"It's just a mutual reflection with the exercises I practice. You and I are both innate and Taoist, and you are the saint of the holy land that has been passed down for a long time. Naturally, there are things that I can't reach." Wen Lang looked humble, as if She really just wanted to ask for advice, but Zixia only felt that his words were shameless. Although this person had a gentle and polite face, he didn't look like a monk, but a scholar in the world, but she didn't want to be black inside. heart.

She is trapped by others now, even if she wants to resist, she is powerless, unable to fight with force, so she can only pick on Wen Lang.

"I heard the conversation between that person and you just now. You are very confident in the Eucharist. Unfortunately, your wish is destined not to be a line of sight. As the person said, no force wants the king of God to live. Come here, besides, even if the king of the gods came back to life, do you think Ye Fan is the only one who can reach the current state? The ancient family didn't want to benefit from the Eucharist, but look, until now, there is news that the Eucharist is active ?"

"Yes." Wen Lang said with a smile.

Zixia was stunned, thinking that he had something that she didn't know about.But hearing his voice full of tenderness, he said with a smile: "Isn't that Ye Fan?"

This guy is out of his mind.If Zixia knew about the famous quality three-link, she would have dumped it on Wen Lang's face long ago.Playing around is fun, isn't it?It's a pity that she didn't, so she could only continue to use her mouth to hope for Wen Lang's approval.It's a pity that Wen Lang bounced back all his words.

Zixia's complexion was not good. After another failed persuasion, her slightly tired words reached Wen Lang's ears: "Give up, your help is of no use to Ye Fan."

"You're right." Wen Lang agreed with her words for the first time, "Even without my help, I believe that one day he will be able to rule the world, so whether I'm here or not is actually meaningless .”

Zixia vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the meaning revealed in his words, but she couldn't react for a while, so she could only suppress the bad premonition in her heart.

Seeing her calm down, Wen Lang opened the window of the hotel.The city of God has not been quiet since just now. The majesty of the extreme weapons seems to allow people to peek into a corner of the emperor when he ruled the world. Anyone who stays in his own residence must close the windows tightly, wishing to see the city full of wind and rain However, there are very few people with Wen Lang's gaze that can't wait to penetrate the evolutionary dragon pool.

Suddenly, the city of God shook again.

"They have started to attack, and now at least two extreme weapons have been dispatched." Zixia was well-informed and quickly deduced the current situation.

Wen Lang walked quickly towards the scroll, casting a shadow on the scroll.

"Please go to another place to stay for a while longer." The faint voice echoed in the world in the painting that was gradually darkening.

Wen Lang looked at the empty picture scroll with silent eyes.Suddenly, his complexion became pale, and the muscles of his face gathered in one place, like a stream finally washing away the sand that blocked him, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and sprinkled on the scroll.Stains of blood spilled on the scroll, and soon disappeared without a trace. A white jade pen appeared in Wen Lang's hand. He held the white jade pen in his hand, and the pen was like a snake. Soon, a silent picture appeared in the scroll.

Wen Lang exhaled lightly.

The place shown in the picture scroll is the Hualong Pond.And Ye Fan was indeed inside.At this time, he was handing something to a person, and the person opened the white jade bottle Ye Fan gave him, his nose fluttered, and then he talked with the other people who came up with joy, his face was full of hope.

Wen Lang stretched out his hand to touch Ye Fan in the picture scroll, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Great, you're safe and sound.