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"All ready?" The Tower Master of the Mage Tower stood on the high stairs and looked down, "Has the knight commander Xu Bin who came to our Mage Tower from the neighboring principality arrived?"

"Yes." In the hall, Xu Bin, a knight in heavy armor, stood up.

Wang Jiexi took a step back to reveal what the attendant brought up: "This is for knights, you can take it."

"Pack up your things today, and get ready to go tomorrow." Wang Jiexi clicked the hall, and a huge light curtain spread out. "We're going along this road. This swamp of silence is our destination."

"As for the rest," Wang Jiexi arranged the route expressionlessly, "please tell the envoy to go back and tell the tower, everything depends on the situation."

"But..." The envoy obviously did not expect such a reply, "The invitation from our mercenary center and the tower, please give us a clear answer..."

"I've said it all," a lazy voice came from above, and a man dressed casually walked down slowly, "It all depends on the situation, don't you understand people's words?"

"presumptuous……"

"Speak presumptuously on someone else's territory, who gave you the courage?"

"you……"

"The habit of pointing at other people's noses is not good at all," the man walked up to Wang Jiexi and put his arms around his shoulders, "Be careful if someone breaks this finger for you."

Wang Jiexi gave him a helpless look: "Fang Shiqian, are you a hibernating bear that has been disturbed? You have such a bad temper."

"No." Fang Shiqian leaned over and kissed Wang Jiexi's forehead slightly, "I just think he's too loud."

The envoy held his breath and almost passed out: "Anyway, the mage tower will rely on our mercenary center to receive missions in the future!!"

Fang Shiqian narrowed his eyes: "Jessie, you said that our mage tower wants to accept the task, does anyone dare not give it?"

Wang Jiexi glanced at the envoy in the hall below: "Not before, but in the future... After you say that, I'm very concerned."

"My fault?" Fang Shiqian put his arms around Wang Jiexi's waist and rested his chin on his shoulder, "Oh, what should I do, I seem to have accidentally caused trouble for us again."

Everyone in the hall couldn't help it anymore, they covered their mouths and tried not to laugh out loud, even Xu Bin, who was new here, couldn't bear to look directly at him and turned his face away.

Fang Shiqian looked at Wang Jiexi tenderly and affectionately, and curled a lock of his hair around his fingertips: "It's hard to deal with trouble, should I do him to prevent leaks or do him to prevent rumors?" ?”

"I'm a guest from afar." Wang Jiexi gave Fang Shiqian a kidnapper, "Please ask the messenger to leave."

Fang Shiqian waved his hand at the emissary who left angrily, and the looming silhouette of a huge ax appeared in his hand.

"Nonsense." Wang Jiexi lightly pinched Fang Shiqian's hand hooking his fingertips, "You might as well go back to your room and sleep on your bed. If you come out, you will cause trouble! Fang Shiqian is big, are you still young?"

"You can't sleep anymore." Fang Shiqian rubbed his arms around Wang Jiexi's waist, and winked at Wang Jiexi by the way, "If you think I'm still young and you're more satisfied, I have no objection."

Wang Jiexi smashed the map data on Fang Shiqian's head: "Go back and pack your things! Don't embarrass yourself here!"

The embarrassing Fang Shiqian went back carrying a stack of documents while scratching his nose, while Wang Jiexi continued to turn around and explain to the people in the hall.

"That's right! Jie Xi!" Fang Shiqian leaned on the handrail of the first step and looked down, "The team badge you asked for has been delivered! Shall I throw it down for you?"

"Why didn't you give it to me just now?" Wang Jiexi frowned.

"Oh," Fang Shiqian touched his nose, and said sincerely, "I forgot everything when I saw you just now, you are the only one in my eyes, Jie Xi."

"Get back!"

Fang Shiqian rolled away, and a beautiful badge fell down.

Wang Jiexi reached out to catch the badge, and said to everyone in the hall: "You have also seen that from today onwards, the mercenary group belonging to the Mage Tower is called Tiny Herb."

The magic element behind him outlines a blue totem, the grass leaves and tender green are blending, and the greenness and fighting spirit are spreading.

This is the strength of the mage tower.

Mercenary Tiny Herb.

The place where the Swamp of Silence was located was not far from Excellent Era's mercenary group, but the first batch of mercenaries to arrive was not Ye Xiu and his group.

The publishers and bounties of large-scale mercenary missions are no longer just mercenary centers. Several principalities or alliance tribes may also join forces or come to the empire to release a mission.Such missions are often only summoned by the mercenary center, and even large mercenary regiments have already received the news and started to act before the mission is released.

Each task has a level to check, the higher the level of the task, the more it is a competition.Because it not only brings high returns, it is also directly related to the level of the mercenary group.

For example, Excellent Era, relying on Ye Xiu to take over the top-ranked tasks in a domineering way in the past few years.The ranking of the entire Excellent Era soared to the first place, not to mention it has firmly held this position for two or three years.

In addition to the major mercenary regiments, there are also various principality alliance tribes and even the army of the empire to complete the task together. The relationship between the rulers of different territories and the mercenary forces in their territories is not consistent.Excellent Era is located in a small principality, and the sudden rise of Excellent Era is a surprise for this principality.

However, like the Mage Tower, which originally controls the existence of the Magic Academy and a large number of magic apprentices, there is a mercenary group under his name. This is definitely not what His Majesty and the Duke would like to see.

The empire would even rather support and subsidize a small mercenary group Thunder that has just risen and is still in its infancy, rather than fully support Tiny Herb in the Mage Tower.

As for the Temple of Light, it is simply a thorn in the heart of His Majesty the Emperor.

Three years ago, His Majesty proposed to let the Holy Son come to the Golden City to teach, but Zhang Xinjie refused because he wanted to serve His Majesty the Pope.The empire was originally unwilling to see the temple have an independent knight legion, and proposed to take over the Holy See legion taking advantage of the departure of the chief paladin.When the emperor had already figured out how to weaken the strength of the temple's legion, a bolt from the blue fell.

The Holy Son was sent to Tyranny's mercenary group.

His Majesty the Emperor was so angry that the envoy sent by the Pope almost crushed the scepter. The Pope meant that since the Holy See cannot expand the legion, then we will not expand the legion.

We train mercenary regiments.

What is the difference between this and expanding the army on the surface?And anyway, the Holy See Legion is obliged to go to the battlefield in times of war, but at least mercenaries have to be paid to go to the battlefield!

It is said that the decorations in the study room of the palace were changed all over that day, and when His Majesty the Emperor came out, he sent someone to find the leader of the new force that did not belong to the miracle, and spent a lot of money to get in.

Thunder was quickly established, and the organ city gradually took shape on a flat land.

But before the Pope had time to take action on this matter, the Holy Son took his guardian to complete several high-level missions, which were specially asked by His Majesty to leave it to the organ city.

If it weren't for the fact that there are so many institutions in the organ city, Zhang Xinjie would have taken Han Wenqing with him and planned to directly raze the city.

The first to arrive at the Silent Swamp was the Baihua mercenary group from the southern tribe. Ye Xiu looked at Zhang Jiale who was standing next to Sun Zheping who was carrying an epee and said habitually: "Oh, Zhang Jiale, it's hard work for you, Baihua, to run so fast this time. It's a waste of time."

Zhang Jiale exploded in an instant, and immediately took out the gun he was carrying with him and fired several shots at Ye Xiu.

"Ye Xiu, you shameless person, come here!" Zhang Jiale rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush forward, "Come here, I promise I won't kill you!"

"Shoot me to death if you have the ability," Ye Xiu avoided those shots, raised his head and suggested to Zhang Jiale sincerely, "Otherwise, I guess Lele, you will run away in vain every time."

"Grandson, let me go!" Zhang Jiale desperately struggled to get out of Sun Zheping's right hand that was pinching his waist, "I'll kill this shameless man right away, and that's my mercenary's four evils!"

"We mercenaries have four evils?" Su Mucheng approached Zhang Jiale curiously.

"Yes!" Zhang Jiale pointed at Ye Xiu, "Isn't it just Ye Xiu, Ye Xiu, Ye Xiu and Ye Xiu, the four evils!?"

Wu Xuefeng covered his mouth and turned around laughing so that his shoulders kept shaking.

"Where am I from the four evils?" Ye Xiu patted the ashes on his body slowly, "I am obviously a role model for the three good things in our mercenary world. I have good skills, good weapons, and..."

"What else?" Zhang Jiale grabbed Sun Zheping's waist arm and asked casually.

"Looks good."

Zhang Jiale was choked up, he looked Ye Xiu up and down with an unbelievable look, and turned his head to look at Sun Zheping with some difficulty: "Da Sun, where do you think he has such a thick skin and says he looks good?" ?”

Sun Zheping's eyelids twitched: "You will believe what he says."

"I don't believe it!"

"Next time, just pretend you didn't hear it. What he said is nonsense."

Zhang Jiale glanced at Ye Xiu triumphantly: "I see that Ye Xiu is not there! You are a stinking shameless!"

Ye Xiu took out a cigarette and lit it: "It sounds like you are very fragrant and have a good face."

Sun Zheping hurriedly continued to hold Zhang Jiale's waist to prevent him from jumping up and fighting with Ye Xiu again.

"Ye Xiu, you have the ability to come here! Grandson, let go!!" Zhang Jiale struggled hard, "Come here and I promise to kill you!!"

Ye Xiu turned around and said, "If you have the ability, just struggle out first and then talk about it."

Zhang Jiale struggled for a long time and really couldn't get out, turned around and grabbed Yi Xia and trampled on that fat face desperately.

Dao Luan also stood on Yi Xia's head in a big way, pecking Yi Xia's head in coordination.

Why do you turn your anger on me every time at the end...

Yixia burst into tears.

Signs of fallen spirits' activities have frequently appeared in this area recently. Although it is not a big event like the opening of the gate of the abyss, it can be regarded as a top-level task.

What's more, the Temple of Light suspects that the fallen spirit this time is related to ghosts.

The night before the departure of the Legion of the Temple of Light and the elite mercenary team of Tyranny, the Pope forcibly left the deputy commander in the Temple for the night. Zhang Xinjie was brought back to the apse by the Pope with a smile, and Han Wenqing could only keep a dark face Go back alone.

Regarding the decision made by the Pope, Zhang Xinjie's heart was beating up and down. Although his face was calm, there was only one thing he was thinking about in his heart.

It must be that thing...

How to do……

"What are you thinking?" The Pope stretched out his hands to pinch Zhang Xinjie's ears, and smiled meaningfully, "The ears are so hot..."

"No..." Zhang Xinjie's usual serious expression outside finally broke through, "There are still... and still..."

"What are you thinking?" The Pope grabbed Zhang Xinjie tightly, "Let me guess..."

It was the first time Zhang Xinjie lost his composure and rushed to cover the pope's mouth. When he saw the pope's smiling eyebrows, he knew he had been fooled.

"Your Majesty..." Zhang Xinjie's tone should be as helpless as possible,

"I guess you are wondering why I have to let you go this time," the pope smiled cunningly, "because I want you to bring back not only a few so-called gun and ammunition researchers, but also ghosts. .”

"Ghost messengers are not..."

"Shh..." The Pope put a finger on Zhang Xinjie's bottom, "Remember, if you want to support a huge structure, you will never have so-called enemies and so-called friends."

"Profit always comes first."

"We can never have too much power. Therefore, we must seek the power of the new so-called technology, and we must control the power of the ghosts we suppress."

Zhang Xinjie nodded slightly: "Because the holy light of the God of Light will wash away the marks of their depravity, right? As long as the heart belongs to miracles, then power is not evil."

The pope put his arms around him and smiled: "That's a great speech, more grandiose than any words."

Zhang Xinjie buried his face in the Pope's arms in embarrassment.

The Holy Son was lying in the Pope's arms, and the rose-colored glass skylight leaked complicated and gorgeous light. The Pope in white patted the young man's back, but what he told him was not the eulogy of holiness and elegance.

"You are so old, you should know," the pope's eyes were long and complicated, "It is not bright under the sun, darkness and shadows follow you everywhere. You have to set foot to understand and even touch that piece of land with your own hands. dark."

"Are you afraid?"

Zhang Xinjie shook his head: "My hands were once stained with blood."

"It's not just stained with blood," the pope grabbed the hand and opened it to look at it, "you have to walk a thorny road, then step through the flames and fall into hell, and come out of the mud.

"You will experience betrayal, deceit, calculation and even killing.

"You'll be bruised and exhausted."

"But," the Pope smiled and nodded the Holy Cross on his forehead, "the best news is that you are not alone."

"Maybe everyone betrays you but he won't, maybe you have nothing but you still have him."

The Pope blinked mischievously: "You said, who is that 'he'?"

Zhang Xinjie's tender face was flushed red.

"The only one you can trust unconditionally," the pope leaned into his ear and lowered his voice, "the one who led you to grow up behind my back not long ago..."

"Your Majesty!"

"Are you shy?" The Pope touched Zhang Xinjie's burning cheeks under his palm, "What step has he made?"

"Your Majesty!"

Zhang Xinjie buried himself in the Pope's arms helplessly, refusing to talk to his wicked godfather and adoptive father with an evasive attitude.

The Pope's hand slid down the collar, and he unbuttoned the Son's tightly buttoned white gold-rimmed shawl with a stand-up collar.

"Tsk tsk," the Pope pointed at the spot on his neck with some mottled marks, "I want to increase Tyranny's tithes for the Holy See and the Temple."

"Your Majesty, stop making trouble..."

"At least double."

Zhang Xinjie's face was flushed and he hugged his adoptive father's neck, and he stammered: "No... just... anyway, he... didn't go in..."

The last few words were as thin as a gossamer, the Pope raised his eyebrows in surprise, and finally made a decision.

"Then add a third of the tax."

"...Your Majesty..."

Your Majesty, don't mess around, okay...

There are ghosts in the Silent Swamp, and this matter has gradually spread two years ago.

But the location of the swamp is too... desolate.

As an ancient battlefield and a place submerged by river relocation, there are only bones here except for mud.There are more stumps and bones than dead wood and stumps.

"Have you heard the Requiem?" The young man in black squatting on the dead wood was playing with the mask in his hand, sinking and floating with the water.

"It is said that the real requiem is not the organ music under the hymn of the temple, but the wind blowing through the broken bone forest, the vertical bone is the flute and the horizontal bone is the harp," he put on the mask for himself, and touched it with the scabbard With a broken and leaky bone, "Ah Ce, listen now..."

The young man named Ah Ce had already put on a ghost mask and was tying up his long hair.While turning around cleanly, the long knife on his waist took advantage of the opportunity to give the head of the squatting below.

"Li Xuan, let's go."

Li Xuan touched his head, stood up, hugged his head and followed behind him: "A Ce~Wu Yuce~"

"I heard……"

"Shut up, be quiet." Wu Yuce turned his head and glanced at him.

Li Xuan pursed his lips, and quietly followed behind, playing with his Taidao in his hand like a wind and water.

"I want to listen to the wind to distinguish the sound." Wu Yuce stopped walking for a short while and added,

In an instant, Li Xuan threw his arms around Wu Yuce's neck and walked with him with a smile on his face: "Ah Ce, how many people come this time, which one will come first? And..."

Wu Yuce held the ghost mask on his face, and said in a tone almost gnashing his teeth: "Li Xuan, if you don't talk, no one will treat you as dumb."

"Ah Ce, I just want to be alone with you...uh..."

Wu Yuce clapped his hands expressionlessly, and pointed to Li Xuan who was gagged with something by himself: "Follow, don't lose it."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Big grandson..."

"Big grandson..."

"Sun Zheping..."

Sun Zheping looked back helplessly at Zhang Jiale who pulled his leg out of the mud and pointed at his shoe with a miserable face and looked at him.

"It's too difficult to walk..."

"Yo, Lele, you've been pampered a lot recently." Ye Xiu tried his best to pull his leg out from another muddy place, and pointed to Su Mucheng who was following behind, "Look, Mucheng didn't say anything. "

Sun Zheping turned his back and squatted down, pointing to his back: "Come up."

Zhang Jiale stuck out her tongue at Ye Xiu, and joyfully climbed onto Sun Zheping's back: "My eldest grandson is happy!"

Ye Xiu scoffed at this, and turned his head to look at Wu Xuefeng who was following behind: "Old Wu, let me carry...uh, carry your mental body..."

"Ye Xiu, show some face! Old Wu's mental body is a bird, okay? I want you to memorize it!"

"Why am I shameless?" Ye Xiu took out a cigarette and lit it, "I didn't shamelessly lie on someone's back and ask for it."

The swamp was quiet for a few seconds.

"Ye Xiu, I can't beat you to death, shameless you, just stop! Damn!"

Sun Zheping watched helplessly as Zhang Jiale jumped off his back and began to rush Ye Xiu in front of him. He turned to look at Wu Xuefeng: "Wouldn't it be nice if he didn't bully Lele a little for a day?"

Wu Xuefeng shrugged helplessly: "He's just like this out of habit, probably because he doesn't want you two to get together so comfortably."

"Jealous! You are absolutely naked jealous!" Zhang Jiale followed the good habit of not wasting ammunition, and looked around, "Where are the rocks? How can there be nothing that can knock you to death in this shitty place?"

Ye Xiu stopped and took a few puffs of cigarettes, and slowly exhaled a layer of smoke rings: "Lele, a little common sense, okay, where did the stones come from in the swamp? You have been in the bed with your grandson for too long, and some brains supply blood. Lack of oxygen?"

Zhang Jiale subconsciously covered the bruise on his neck, his face turned from pink to red to purple, and finally drew out his pistol decisively: "Ah, Ye Xiu, if I can't kill you, I will follow!!!!!!"

"My surname?" Ye Xiu continued, "You might as well say you have the surname of Dasun, but speaking of it, you should really take the surname of Dasun... Aww!"

Ye Xiu finally understands what it means to walk too much at night and encounter ghosts, no, it should be walking by the river so that your feet don't get wet...

Zhang Jiale finally found out proudly what it meant to be a villain.

They strayed into the territory of the crows in the swamp, and Ye Xiu was blasted out by a group of cubs who were protecting their cubs and whose fighting power was over the top with all kinds of twigs and other things.

"It's really spectacular, God Ye," Zhang Jiale gloated and explained to everyone, "There's a big black crow, that's it! Is it fun for Lao Ye to be chased around by the crows?"

"accurate."

"It deserves it hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Ye Xiu continued to smoke unhurriedly: "Of course I'm not happy. Being chased by a crow is not as enjoyable as being chased by the number one beauty in Hundred Flowers."

Two seconds later, Zhang Jiale wanted to draw his gun to find the ammunition again, but this time, Sun Zheping put his waist on his shoulders and said, "Stop making trouble, I don't want to take this bad road, I'll carry you on my shoulders."

Zhang Jiale twisted his body and hugged Sun Zheping's neck, and changed into the appearance of being carried on Sun Zheping's back.

"Big grandson..."

"I'm here."

"My grandson Ye Xiu bullied me."

"I'll find a place where no one is around, I'll hold him down and you beat him hard."

"Big grandson..."

"If you think his skin is too thick and it's too strenuous to beat him, I'll beat him up for you."

"It's not... grandson..."

"Ok?"

Zhang Jiale's voice became lower and lower, and finally he almost buried himself on Sun Zheping's back, muttering to himself: "Next time, don't leave such obvious marks on your neck..."

Sun Zheping paused, and continued to stride forward: "Next time, just fasten the neckline tighter."

Zhang Jiale nodded slightly, lying on Sun Zheping's back and rubbing his face back and forth.

"What should I do?" Ye Xiu glanced at Zhang Jiale and Sun Zheping, "Now I want to stab that guy who likes to blow hair even more."

"Be careful that Sun Zheping beats you up." Su Mucheng gave Ye Xiu a sideways look.

"Let him come, let him come." Ye Xiu puffed out the last bit of his cigarette and stifled it out, "Brother, are you still afraid that he won't succeed? It's fine to let them both go together!"

"Don't be too rampant." Wu Xuefeng felt helpless.

"You must be frivolous when you are young."

"Think about that group of crows just now." Wu Xuefeng kindly reminded, pointing to the black forest.

Ye Xiu thought for a while, and felt that Wu Xuefeng's advice was very reasonable.

"Finally! I finally got off the boat!!" Huang Shaotian started to run wildly the moment he got off the boat and stepped onto the land, "This is the feeling of being down-to-earth! This feeling is so good! It's simply a heavenly enjoyment! It's just that! that is!"

"Shaotian, don't run around," Yu Wenzhou followed behind him, "Watch the road, watch the road!"

Huang Shaotian came back from running wildly all the way again: "Wenzhou, Wenzhou, Wenzhou, how far do we have to reach the Silent Swamp?"

Yu Wenzhou spread out the map and looked at it: "It's not very far, just a few thousand kilometers, let's walk slowly... Shaotian?"

"Woo Wenzhou, can we still take the boat? Let's take the boat, please!! I feel so down-to-earth! I don't want to go so far, what should I do?"

Yu Wenzhou looked at Huang Shaotian, who was pulling his cloak and had an expression of "going so far and something will happen, please let me go", and swallowed the rest of the sentence "Let's rent a big carriage".

Yu Wenzhou rubbed Huang Shaotian's blond hair with a smile: "It's okay, it's not too far away, there are still five days before the scheduled arrival time, let's walk there slowly, in time."

"I won't do hundreds of kilometers of Wenzhou every day!!!!" Huang Shaotian rubbed Yu Wenzhou's waist in his arms, "Please, please, otherwise I won't go, I brought so much food How can you carry it on the walk!"

"Who asked you to bring so many? Xu Jingxi complained to me that you brought five packs of bean flour."

"The bean flour is for you to eat!" Huang Shaotian retorted vigorously, "Wenzhou, you just boasted that the squirrel fish yesterday was very delicious!"

Yu Wenzhou lowered his voice and moved closer to Huang Shaotian's ear: "Really? I remember I praised you for being special, good, and delicious last night."

Huang Shaotian's face turned red, he lay on Yu Wenzhou's body and couldn't say a word.

Of course, seeing the big carriage driven by Song Xiao, Huang Shaotian angrily rushed forward and bit Yu Wenzhou: "You lied to me again!"

"No." Yu Wenzhou had a particularly obvious tooth mark on the corner of his mouth, and slightly tilted his head to kiss Huang Shaotian's pursed mouth, "I obviously didn't have time to finish."

"Bastard!"

"Get in the car quickly."

"Don't sit next to me!"

Yu Wenzhou sat aside with a good temper.

"Sit down!"

Xu Jingxi, Zheng Xuan, Song Xiao, Yu Feng, and Li Yuan looked at each other and said in unison: "Young Master Huang, we dare not sit next to Team Yu in front of you."

asshole! ! !All assholes! ! !

Under everyone's expectant eyes, Huang Shaotian was bulging, and Yu Wenzhou pinched the back of his neck and pressed him to his side.

"Still angry?"

Ignore you.

Yu Wenzhou lightly bit Huang Shaotian's lower lip: "What would you like to have for dinner? How about sweet and sour pork ribs, salt and pepper eggplant box, crispy crispy fish?"

"If you don't speak, we will..."

"I also want a sizzling beef tenderloin!"

"no problem."

"Are we really here to complete the mercenary mission?" Yu Feng secretly poked Song Xiao.

"Enjoy yourself in time," Song Xiao comforted Yu Feng, "Besides, when people fall in love, they will treat us as if we don't exist, and it's not appropriate to catch up and be a light bulb."

Not that I want to be a light bulb...

Yu Feng complained silently in his heart.

People simply... ignore our few light bulbs with insufficient wattage...

Zheng Xuan sighed: "The pressure is huge..."

The mission of the Silent Swamp is defined as interception. Of course, if you can take prisoners on the basis of interception, it is also allowed.

"It's really rare..." Ye Xiu sat on the main seat and smoked while playing with his staff, "I remember that the last time such a large-scale meeting was held was three years ago? That's right, every three years The next time you will hand in the task before the meeting is over, it is indeed time to give you a chance."

"Yes, it was three years ago." Wang Jiexi shook the potion bottle in his hand, "I think Ye Shen was not alone like he is now."

"That's right, how can a great magician and his wife get together comfortably, and now they are living a widower's life like the Pope's? I'm not used to it..."

The potion bottle in Wang Jiexi's hand was cracked several times.

Fang Shiqian, who was still sound asleep leaning against Wang Jiexi, suddenly opened his eyes.

"God Ye," Zhang Xinjie cut off Ye Xiu's words, "Your Majesty serves God all his life, and he cannot and is not married, let alone the word widower."

Ye Xiu pursed his lips and turned his head to himself, saying to himself: "It's really not a widower... The Pope is a widow..."

Zhang Jiale's eyes were sharp, seeing Ye Xiu's mouth fluttering, he immediately slapped the table and shouted, "Ye Xiu, you shameless man, you have the ability to speak out! Who are you talking behind people's backs!"

Ye Xiu raised his head and lazily replied to Zhang Jiale: "A living person, who else can he be? Besides, how could I say it behind my back? I said it in front of my face. If I can't hear it clearly, don't say it in front of others. Some inexplicable words."

Zhang Jiale froze for a moment, and was about to draw his gun again.

Sun Zheping pulled Zhang Jiale closer: "You can't beat him..."

"Which side are you standing on, grandson?"

"I'll find a time to beat him up," Sun Zheping paused, "At that time, everyone will pretend they didn't see it."

Ye Xiu couldn't see Zhang Jiale's smiling face for a while, he pointed at Su Mucheng to the pair who were biting each other's ears: "See, this is the only way to talk behind people's backs."

Seeing that Ye Xiu was afraid that he would not cause public wrath, Wu Xuefeng patted the table with some headaches: "Stop arguing! Ye Xiu, do you have anything to say! Let's get down to business now!"

Everyone was about to bring the topic back, when a series of non-stop human voices came from outside the door.

"Wenzhou Wenzhou has arrived, right? I can't just sit in the carriage at last, can I?"

"Wenzhou, Wenzhou, are we here this time?"

"Oh yeah it's finally here!!!"

"Where's Wenzhou Wenzhou Yexiu? I haven't seen him for several years. I just want to see if his face is getting longer and flatter!"

Although no one has been seen yet, everyone basically knows that the last mercenary group, Mage Tower Lanyu, has also rushed over within the deadline.

It seems that not only Ye Xiu has become more obese the longer he grows, Huang Shaotian, you also become more talkative as you grow older.

Yu Wenzhou took Huang Shaotian and lifted the curtain: "I'm sorry everyone, we, Lan Yu, came a little late."

Huang Shaotian immediately answered: "We are obviously stepping on the timeline! Wenzhou and we are not late! Besides, what's the use of them being early! Why don't we just sit here for a meeting!"

Ye Xiu exhaled smoke rings: "It's early enough to wait for you, a talkative, to come over and have some fun."

"Ye Xiu!!! What do you mean!"

"Literally," Ye Xiu pressed out the cigarette, "Praise you for being talkative."

"Senior means that he wants to hear you very much." Before Huang Shaotian had time to blow his hair, Yu Wenzhou cut off Ye Xiu's words immediately, "Your voice is very nice."

Ye Xiu opened his mouth slightly and looked at Yu Wenzhou's red mouth and white teeth, and immediately turned black and white, and instantly understated what he wanted to provoke Huang Shaotian by saying that he could only talk but not do, and turned it into a compliment.

Ye Xiu put forward his opinion to Yu Wenzhou with a very sincere expression: "Wenzhou, children can't get used to it, look at your Huang Shaotian, the more used to it, the more talkative he gets."

Yu Wenzhou also refuted Ye Xiu's opinion very sincerely: "It's okay, God Ye. It's a pity that you want to get used to one..."

Ye Xiu said that his glass heart has been shot twice in a row on this issue today, and it shattered.

Ye Xiu, whose glass heart was shattered all over the place, started to smoke cigarettes one after another. Han Wenqing looked at Zhang Xinjie, who had covered his sleeves and coughed several times, and finally couldn't help going up to join Ye Xiu's long-standing grievances Fang Shiqian and Sun Zheping teamed up to forcibly confiscate all Ye Xiu's cigarettes.

"Damn!!" Ye Xiu resisted fiercely, "Old Han and Sun, you two don't smoke if you have the guts!"

Han Wenqing looked down on Ye Xiu: "Only frustrated men like to smoke like you."

Before Sun Zheping could speak, Zhang Jiale, who was already smiling, said casually, "The only thing Ye Xiu enjoys now is smoking cigarettes besides raising a daughter. How can you do that, grandson!"

Sun Zheping raised his eyebrows: "What? Is it not good to do this?"

Zhang Jiale joyfully rushed forward and hugged him around his neck: "I just want to say that you did a great job! If there is anything else to add, just continue next time!"

Fang Shiqian handed over all the seized cigarettes to Wang Jiexi, suggesting that Wang Jiexi burn them to ashes one by one in front of Ye Xiu.

"Too cruel..."

"Jessie, you're just too soft-hearted." Fang Shiqian hated iron for steel.

"Each tobacco should be drawn out in a different way to make them disappear."

"..."

Fang Shiqian silently felt that he should quit smoking or not...

"Wife control is strict!" Ye Xiu, who had no cigarettes and could only accept the candy that Su Mucheng gave him with a little consolation, was indignant.

"You think that no one has a chance to let you have it!"

The unanimous answer caused Ye Xiu to suffer the third psychological trauma. He habitually touched himself for a long time and found that there was no smoke.Humming twice, he turned his head away: "Let you go wild, hum!"

It seems that a few years ago, there was also a guy who, while packing his luggage, reached out to snuff out the cigarette he just lit, and confiscated all the tobacco on his body by the way.

"No smoking."

"Why!"

"You have to feel that you can do something else if you have nothing to do with your mouth."

"Huh?... Mmm..."

The man wiped the blood from the corner of his bitten lip: "Ye Xiu, you are so crazy!"

Ye Xiu pretended to be nonchalant and leaned over to lick it: "I can't help it, you're used to it... oops!"

"Then you can continue to be rampant like this, and treat it as...the third thing I give you."

"What did you give me? Poor ghost?!"

"First, I will teach you how to become an adventurer. Second, I will give you a bound top guide..."

Ye Xiu muttered to himself: "The third thing is to teach me to be crazy enough..."

Hand (teach?) Give me strength, teach me how to enhance strength and use strength.

Then tell me about the attitude that has such strength.

Su Muqiu, you are so haunted, even if you have been away from the world for three years and four months, you still force me to have nowhere to escape.