And just as Ye Xunhuan and the other two had just walked out of Dijiang City.

Mu Weiliang could no longer help but ask, "What did you say to that child?"

Ye Xunhuan looked at Mu Weiliang, then jokingly said, "I thought you could hold it in for a while, so if you want to ask, why should I bear it?"

"Actually it's very simple. That kid doesn't want to go back so much. I think he has been bullied a lot since he was a child, so I told him that since we can't beat them by force, we should win with our brains. It's easy to avoid hidden arrows and arrows, but this kid is also very smart, and he can see through it at a glance." Ye Xunhuan continued.

Hearing this, Mu Weiliang, who originally thought Ye Xunhuan would say some encouragement words, immediately said angrily: "You...you are clearly teaching children badly."

"Ha... it's a joke to teach bad things. I just taught him some of the scheming that an emperor should have. How could you understand the helplessness of us ordinary people like you, compared to a fairy who is as unlucky as you." Ye Xunhuan shook his head and said sarcastically, then walked forward with a big stroll, and his back looked lonely and lonely.

Leng Dao looked at Mu Weiliang who was stunned on the spot and suddenly spoke: "Actually, I think the young master is not wrong. If the prince cannot understand these principles, sooner or later he will die."

Mu Weiliang was stunned and followed for a long time. The thoughts she had been instilled with since childhood were pure and pure. In other words, she was not stained with dust. She only pursued breakthroughs in strength and improved mood, so as to achieve the state of shattering the void like the founder of the Binghuang Pavilion. It is said that the founder of the founder of the founder of the Sect has reached another higher level world.

Of course, no one has ever verified whether it is really. Therefore, the understanding of these dark side things is too one-sided.

"Young Master, someone is following us." Leng Dao said softly in Ye Xunhuan's ear.

"I understand. I think it's not the person from the Li family auction house or the person sent by the Princess of the Tianlong Empire." Ye Xunhuan said without looking back.

"Do we want it..." Leng Dao raised his palm and made a slashing move.

"We are civilized people, don't beating and killing at any time. Just go and bring him over." Ye Xunhuan said with a harmless smile.

Leng Dao couldn't help but shiver. Of course, you don't shout and kill, you usually kill people silently.

Soon, a middle-aged man with an ordinary traveling businessman was carried by cold knife to Ye Xunhuan.

"Don't kill me, you'll take everything." The middle-aged man said tremblingly.

Ye Xunhuan kicked over and sneered coldly: "Stop pretending to me, tell you the princess who dare not see anyone. If I go to the Tianlong Empire, I will definitely have a good fight with her and tell her not to worry."

Ye Xunhuan added accent to the word "dry" when she said this, and the taste became a bit unsuitable for children.

"Young master, how do you know that he is the princess's person, not the Li family auction house?" After the middle-aged man walked away, Leng Dao humbly asked for advice.

Ye Xunhuan shrugged and said, "I guess this."

Leng Dao was speechless when he guessed, and thought that he was guessing that you still said so sure

In a small woods outside Dijiang City, the middle-aged man who had just followed Ye Xunhuan and reported to Long Ling'er, the eldest princess of the Tianlong Empire.

"Don't hide it, tell me the bastard's original words." Long Ling'er saw that this subordinate hesitated and knew that he had not told the truth, and scolded with frosty face.

"He...he said that if he goes to the Tianlong Empire, he must be with His Highness the Princess..."

"So let's continue." Long Ling'er gritted her teeth.

"You must have a good fight with His Highness the Princess." The man closed his eyes and said quickly, sweat flowing all over his body. He was really afraid that His Highness the Princess would get angry and knock him down.

Long Ling'er's pretty face suddenly turned blue and white. She was so angry that she was practicing the fire-type spiritual power. Once, she even burned most of the imperial garden of the palace, but the emperor spoiled her and had nothing but thought about her behind closed doors.

"Puchi" was right here, and Long Yu, who was eavesdropping on the side, couldn't help laughing. Although he was young, he knew that the word "dance" had different meanings in different occasions. If he said the word "dance" to a woman, it would be easy to remind people of that aspect. If that elder brother could really subdue the elder sister, he could also suffer less. He thought to himself.

Long Ling'er's phoenix eyes glared at him. If she hadn't urgently sent her brother back to the empire, she would have led people to catch up with the bastard and cut him off the things he "does" to let him know the consequences of being rude.

...

When Ye Xunhuan returned to the town with more than 400,000 gold coins, Barlow and Turtle Shell had trained the three-talent formation of seventy demon soldiers in a very good manner.

In order to achieve the title of a new generation of all-round dog legs these days, Allen has been working hard to practice. He knows that his starting point is low, and only by diligence can he make up for it, which touched Ye Xunhuan.

Early the next morning, Ye Xunhuan brought seventy demon soldiers, Alan, Mu Weiliang, Barlow and others to the Troll City 200 miles away to buy the best armored weapons. The momentum of the seventy demon soldiers suddenly increased, and then they began to move towards the direction of the demon city.

The territory of the demon clan is actually large and poor, with many ferocious beasts and monsters. Ye Xunhuan set out early for this reason, not for rushing to the road, but for training. No matter how hard you work in your daily training, you will have to see the truth on the battlefield.

Some monsters are in groups, with strong offensive and defense-related organizational names, such as the Wind Wolf and the Sabertoothed Beast, which are usually hundreds or thousands together. These groups of monsters with low levels have become the actual combat targets of Ye Xunhuan, the seventy demon soldiers.

After several battles with the group of monsters, the three-tale formations of the seventy demon soldiers became more and more skillful, and the power of the mechanics became greater and greater.

The strength of the Barlow, Leng Dao, Wu Guike, and Zazahui brothers has also improved to a certain extent. Only Mu Weiliang has always felt all this quietly. Looking at Ye Xunhuan's angrily distributing his mind, the gentleness that he had once had gradually appeared in his beautiful eyes.

The cool breeze blew gently, the sound of insects in the jungle and grass, and several bonfires were burning, making the night look much gentler.
Chapter completed!