The Strongest Dan God

Ye Zifeng was pulled all the way to his sister by the way, surrounded by empty, even a person is gone, Ye Xueyi stopped.

"Zi Fengge, what madness did you just make, and actually made such a gamble with others? If you are told by the shackles, you must also blame you for losing the face of Ye Family..."

Although Ye Xueyi’s face is a frosty look, she can see the worry in her heart.

"A shameful face? Why must it be the face of the Ye Family, not the Ye Family?" Ye Zifeng asked.

At this time, his memory of this waste wood leaf front has been understood seven seven hundred and eighty-eight, knowing that this woman is his own sister, and at home, except for her sister, almost no one took Ye Zifeng as one thing.

Ye Xueyi widened his eyes: "You glory for Ye Family? I didn't get it wrong, Zifeng brother, are you really crazy by them? No, I am looking for them to settle accounts!"

She grew up playing with the leaf front and Ye Zifeng. Although she cares about her brother, she can't bear to be bullied. However, in her eyes, Ye Feng is indeed a big waste wood.

Now, he may have to become a big madman.

Ye Zifeng grabbed her slender hand: "Do not worry, I am not crazy, I am sober, I guess, maybe there is never a moment, I am so awake now. Don't look for them trouble, dirty for no reason." Your hand..." His eyes were slightly deep.

"That's okay... I listen to my brother, even if they are cheaper, otherwise, I must let them clearly understand that there is a big gap between them and how they are."

Ye Xueyi said, while screaming angrily, the right to vent, this is done, and this lovely side is like her face in front of the iceberg, of course, only her brother Ye Fengfeng can see .

The leaf front faintly sighed, and the heart added a touch of warmth: "It seems that there is a feeling of family, it is still very good." Before he crossed, he was an orphan, a idiot, and he was always with those authoritative celebrities and snakes. Nothing too. More true feelings are revealed.

"what did you say?"

Ye Zifeng gently shook his head: "Nothing, some feelings."

Ye Xueyi sighed and calmed down. She looked at the leaf front and was hurt. She couldn't bear it. The tip of her nose was slightly sour. It was the feeling that some pears were raining and wanted to cry.

"Brother... If you are not a waste wood, how good it is... I don't want anything else, at least, you won't be bullied by Wang Lin."

Ye Zifeng couldn't stand the tears of a woman. At this time, she didn't want to explain anything more. His eyes began to show a serious expression. Because of him, I don’t want to care for my family’s tears for him!

"Well, don't say so much. The three-day time is short and short, and the length is not long. I have to start preparing. Now it's not early, go home first."

He just took a few steps and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he was embarrassed to look back.

"To the younger sister, where is the family going?"

Ye Xueyi: "..."

......

Ye Jiaruo can be regarded as a big family twenty years ago. And the Wang family in the east of the city, the Liu family in the west of the city, and called the three major families in Leizhou city.

However, after the birth of the leaf as the eldest son, things changed.

Ye Feng is born with a sick scorpion. The meridians are diagnosed by the famous Lingwu division. They are directly judged as waste materials that have been difficult for a hundred years. They have been cultivated for so many years, and have been the second most in the refining period. They have become the laughing stock of the entire Leizhou City. Moreover, he is naturally sick and weak, and he still needs Yejia’s master Ye Zhongtian to deliver him the gas every time to help him continue his life.

As for his cultivation speed, Ye Zhongtian had long let it go, no longer have any hope.

But now, this waste firewood to the root of the leaf front, even sitting face in front of himself, fine tea, between the gestures, as if a generation of masters have the style.

"You, what did you say? You want to make alchemy?" When Ye Zhongtian heard the opening of Ye Zifeng, he did not hold back for a while, and a large mouthful of tea was sprayed to the ground.

Ye Zhongtian glanced at him, no longer looking at him, but turned to look at the snow instrument around him.

"What happened? Your brother... What happened to him?"

"Hey, my brother, he was beaten again today, and his mind is a bit unclear. Is it time for the last time to lose the infuriating time, or else, you will give him some instinct... ..."

Ye Xueyi worried that after she returned home, where there was the quiet and cold temperament of Wufu, she became a little girl who would spoil her parents, and she only had to face her brother and parents. Will show up.

Ye Zhongtian frowned slightly and shook his head. "Xiaoxue, I really don't want to help him. Over the years, I have sent him insane every three to five times. Even my own repairs have almost fallen from Wuling. The warrior, if this continues, the bully is not only him, but our entire Ye family."

"But... Hey, if you don't help your brother, this leaf family will not help your brother..." Ye Xueyi bit her lip tightly.

In fact, she said in her heart, she naturally understands, let alone be bullied in the future, in fact, Ye Jia has already faded out the candidates of the three major families of Leizhou City, no longer the glory, and was suppressed by other families.

Want to talk about human feelings? No, that is not the main thing. The Wuhun mainland is respected by Wu, and the strong is the respect. The truth of the weak meat is highly respected. The strength level of the mainland's Xiuwu people is divided into eight categories, from bottom to top: Wutu, Wuren, Wuling, Wuzong, Wuhuang, Wuzun, Wusheng, Wushen. Like the current Ye Zifeng and Ye Xueyi, the repairers in the refining period, even the Wushu are not, in the performance of the family strength, they simply can not come in handy.

A big Ye family, in fact, is supported by Ye Zhongtian.

"Hey... please!" Ye Xueyi glared at her big eyes and said softly.

Ye Zhongtian puts his hand in the hand: "Snow meter, every time I come to this move. This time, I said nothing will give this waste wood insane."

He has been repaired for so many years, but because he has always been infuriating to Ye Zifeng, this time, he finally fell to his heart.

Ye Zifeng faintly said: "Whoever wants your infuriating, the real gas quenching tendon has a temporary effect, and in the long run, it will make people dependent on the instinct, which is not conducive to the development of the vein itself."

Ye Zhongtian glimpsed a little, and whoever said this would believe him, but this was said by his own firewood son Ye Fengfeng, how it feels weird. You must know that the usual leaves are weak and even the eyes are afraid to look at themselves, let alone talk to him face to face.

However, he ignored this and immediately laughed: "Zi Feng, it is rare that you can understand it. It seems that you are growing up. After that, you will endure the pain more, and then you can ensure that you can consolidate the realm of Wuling. And give you a way to find out how to be honest."

Ye Xueyi was a white-eyed Ye Zifeng, and he was annoyed that he did not cooperate with himself.

"So, I said it just now, I want to make alchemy." Ye Zifeng said indefinitely.

Ye Xueyi grabbed the sleeves of Ye Zifeng, shook and shook: "Brother, you will say less, how can you end up with this madness?"

Ye Zhongtian closed his eyes and sighed with a sigh: "Well, help him go down, maybe Xueyi you are doing a good job, maybe, this waste wood is really being mad."

Ye Zifeng said seriously: "Let me go down, as long as you promised to give me a Dan furnace, then prepare me for the materials written on the paper, I will go now... immediately, right now!"

Ye Zhongtian pressed his anger, and the hand holding the samovar shivered. Shen Sheng said: "You are a stinky boy, give me crazy words, believe it or not, I will shut you down in the firewood. day!"

Ye Fengfeng said with amazement: "The firewood house is on the firewood house. I thought about it. If I can bring it to me, then I can say anything..."

"You!" Ye Chongtian stood up and took up. As a realm of Wuling, he already had the power to release the pressure. His eyes showed a untold pressure, like a boulder, which made people repressed.

"Hey!" Ye Xueyi's call to call Ye Zhongtian pulled back from the state of extreme anger. He only woke up and took back the power of the pressure, and the pressure around him was reduced.

However, seeing Ye Zifeng did not fall to the ground at all, still standing barely, and looking at himself with great steadiness, this scene, let Ye Zhongtian could not help but secretly marvel.

"Well, I can give you the Dan furnace, you can give the materials you want! If you have the skills, don't give me a pot of slag!"

He slammed his words, and his sleeves were facing back to Ye Zifeng and Ye Xueyi. In fact, they indicated that they could go.

"Well, my brother, let's go." Ye Xueyi returned to the gods and pushed the Ye Zifeng.

"Wait a minute." Ye Zifeng took out the prescription that wrote the required medicinal herbs from his arms, spread it out and placed it on Ye Zhongtian’s desk. Under the horror of the latter, he left. ......

Ye Zhongtian smashed his own temple. For this disappointing son of firewood, he has been suffering from headaches for 20 years. He has never been relieved. But now, this kid is actually being mad. It is.

Ye Jia, it seems that it is really going to fall. He could not help but sigh.

As time went by, he gradually calmed down, and unintentionally, he picked up the powerful words written on the paper of Dan Yao Fangzi.

"When did the word written by this kid become so good? Every time he wrote, I still yelled at him and wrote something like it. Could it be that he knew that there was no progress in martial arts, so he started practicing. Have you got a calligraphy?"

Ye Zhongtian smiled and shook his head, and randomly turned up the medicinal prescription left by Ye Zifeng from the table.

However, with a thick sweep, his eyes flashed a different color immediately. The more he read it, the more his hand trembled. When he finally finished reading, he could not sit down. , stuck in his own seat, for a long time can not say a word ...