Return of the War God

Chapter 4235: : Master Ye's face?

Chapter 4235: : Master Ye's face?

"Thank you for your patronage, my disciples are grateful."

Ye Wuque clasped his fists and said respectfully.

But his complexion was always calm, without showing any excessive emotions.

This made Grandmaster Tai Cang's heart not only a surprise, but also a surprise.

Although this Ye Wuque had a glance with Sheng Haoxuan, he was also a stunning evildoer, but his personality was completely different from Sheng Haoxuan.

To some extent, Grandmaster Tai Cang found that he could not see the young man in front of him.

But this made Grand Master Tai Cang even more expectation.

"By the way, before you go to Haijiaoguan, go to the place of inheritance and choose a inheritance. As a quasi-spirit, this is natural to do."

"An inheritance will also help your strength. In addition, if you can make a successful return, you will understand."

Grandmaster Tai Cang looked at Ye Wuque meaningfully and said, the hint was already obvious.

"understand."

Ye Wujian head agreed.

"Okay, I look forward to your performance, there is one last sentence, you must remember it!"

The social conditions of Grand Master Tai Cang suddenly became solemn.

"If within two years, you find that you can't do anything, and you really can't complete the task, then you must choose to give up, and don't be arrogant."

"The task is to sharpen you, but not to kill you. If you die, then everything will be meaningless."

"Leave the green hills, and don't worry about not having firewood."

"No matter what the authority of the quasi-spirit, or the great opportunity, it is not as important as your own life."

"Thank you Patriarch, my disciple understands."

Ye Wuque spoke respectfully.

"Ok."

Grand Master Tai Cang smiled and nodded lightly, and then his figure quickly became blurred, and the entire space began to collapse.

Ye Wuque's eyes were dark again, and his whole person seemed to start to wander into the distance.

outside world.

Under the statue of Patriarch, Ye Wuque seemed to have also become a clay sculpture, his eyes slightly closed, and he stood motionless.

Pan'er on the side kept blinking his big eyes and looking at Ye Wuque, and finally seemed to be unbearable and a little worried: "Grandpa Ying, why doesn't the big brother wake up yet? Will there be anything wrong with him? Pan'er is so worried!"

The skinny old man sat cross-legged quietly. After hearing Pan'er's words, a pair of eyes seemed to look towards Pan'er and said: "This is a necessary process. Zhunlingzi and Lingzi come to the Patriarch Hall. It was taught by Patriarch himself."

"He will wake up soon."

The words of such a skinny old man just fell, and the motionless Ye Wuque's eyes slowly opened.

"Big brother!"

Pan'er suddenly opened his mouth in surprise, and immediately leaped towards Ye Wuque, and hugged Ye Wuque's thigh.

Ye Wuque smiled lightly again and hugged Pan'er.

"Already known the mission?"

The skinny old man's voice sounded, hoarse and vicissitudes of life, but could not hear the sadness and joy.

"I see, thank you...sir."

Ye Wuque paused, and finally called the skinny old man an adult.

"In that case, you should leave."

The skinny old man didn't know whether he was looking at Pan'er or Ye Wuque, and said lightly.

"Big Brother is leaving?"

"Pan'er can't bear big brother!"

Pan'er, who was smiling very happily, seemed to know that Ye Wuque was about to leave. At this moment, his emotions became dripping, and a deep reluctance appeared on his pinkish jade face, and he wanted to cry again.

Ye Wuque gently rubbed Pan'er's little head, and said softly, "Pan'er, brother will come to see you again."

"really?"

Pan'er looked at Ye Wuque expectantly.

"Really."

Ye Wuque nodded with a smile.

Pan'er immediately jumped from Ye Wuque's arms, and then desperately shook her little hand at Ye Wuque, "Then, goodbye, big brother!"

"See you soon."

"Disciple farewell!"

After Ye Wuque saluted the skinny old man, he walked out of the Patriarch's Hall. After stepping out, he turned around and shook his hand towards Pan'er, and then gradually moved away.

"Goodbye, big brother..."

Pan'er ran to the door, leaning against the door frame, looking at Ye Wuque who was going away, her little face was full of dismay, her little hand was still shaking.

Until Ye Wuque's figure completely disappeared outside the valley, she still reluctant to give up, besides that, there was a kind of loneliness and deep loneliness on her little face.

"Pan'er."

The skinny old man's voice suddenly sounded.

"Grandpa Shadow."

Pan'er turned around and looked at the skinny old man.

"Stay away from this person in the future! Don't approach him!"

The skinny old man spoke like this, and at the same time, his gaze seemed to be in the direction where Ye Wuque was leaving, with a hint of coldness in his tone.

"Ah? Why! Big brother is a good person! Pan'er likes big brother, and big brother likes Pan'er too! Why..."

"You won't listen to what Grandpa Ying said?"

The skinny old man withdrew his gaze and looked at Pan'er.

Pan'er's mouth suddenly squashed, and the big teardrops fell from her eyes, and she cried aggrievedly.

"But, but..."

Hum!

However, the door of the ancestral hall was slowly closed, and Pan'er's voice was completely inaudible.

This side.

Ye Wuque, who had left the valley, immediately headed in another direction of Gu Meng.

That direction is naturally the place of inheritance!

The implication in Grand Master Tai Cang's words, Ye Wuque naturally also understood very well, as a quasi-spirit, he really needs to choose a heavenly spirit inheritance.

Every disciple of the Nine Vessels of the Ancient League needs to go to the place of inheritance to choose inheritance.

"Brother Yinsheng told me that the ancient league has rules, and the place of inheritance only has an opportunity to openly choose inheritance every three months..."

Ye Wuque calculated the time.

"Well, it's such a coincidence, is it today?"

Originally, he thought he would have to wait for two days, but he didn't expect it to be today, so naturally he couldn't miss it. Once he missed today, he would have to wait three months.

He has no time to spend here.

After half an hour.

Ye Wuque came to a huge ancient city!

Compared with the primitive Tianguan at the gate of the Ancient League, this city is more vast and majestic, suppressing the world!

This city is the place of inheritance.

But at this moment, in front of the land of inheritance, there were full of Jiumai disciples, and all of them looked a little ugly.

And Ye Wuque's appearance immediately drew countless disciples before the inheritance!

"Master Ye!"

"Master Ye is here!"

...

Ye Wuque felt that the scene in front of him was a bit strange, why did so many disciples stand in front of the place of inheritance and not enter?

But immediately he discovered that the gate of the land of inheritance was closed!

His eyes flashed, Ye Wuque slowly approached the place of inheritance.

"The comer stops!!"

At this moment, a big drink suddenly rang from the city gate, and saw a man in his thirties, covered in battle armor and arrogant temperament, appeared there. At the moment, he was condescendingly looking down at Ye Wuque!

"Sorry, today the place of inheritance is temporarily closed for one day, my sir has something to do in it! Please come back tomorrow!"

The Ling Ao man looked down at Ye Wuque with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Wuque's face was expressionless, but he said faintly, "Don't you know me?"

"Yeah! Of course I do! The seventh quasi-lingzi from the Ancient League! See Master Ye!"

The Ling Ao man gave Ye Wuque a fist, but there was no hint of awe in his tone, and he still seemed to smile.

"Open the door."

Ye Wuque's tone was calm.

"Excuse me! Lord Ye, forgive me, my adult is inside, and my adult likes quietness and doesn't like anyone disturbing him!"

"So, Master Ye, please forgive me, please come back first! Come tomorrow! Tomorrow my lord will be gone!"

Ling Ao man repeated this sentence again.

"Your lord...who?"

Ye Wuque was expressionless.

When Ling Ao man heard the words, the smile on his face turned into a sense of sincere awe, but he corroded the depths of Ye Wuque's gaze, but it was vaguely taunting.

"Return to Lord Ye! My lord's name is Ye Lan, and he is the third...quasi-lingzi of the Ancient League!"

"Master Ye should have seen it at the coronation ceremony of Master Ye not long ago."

"So I hope Master Ye will save face!"

Especially on the three words "third place", Ling Ao man put the accent on it. After finishing speaking, he looked down at Ye Wuque, the expression on his face still seemed to be a smile.

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