"Xiaowan and Xiaolu, why are you two crying?" The two beauties in Ye Tianchen's arms suddenly started crying for some reason, with tears slight. The young men around him all looked at Ye Tianchen with angry eyes, and some people looked at Ye Tianchen with reproachful eyes. The meaning was obvious: How could you make such a beautiful beauty cry?

Ye Tianchen sneered in his heart: You little kids know nothing! You think this is a hot commodity, but you don’t know that these are all great immortals who eat people and don’t spit bones! Your little bit of essence and blood is probably not enough to fill the belly of these two immortals!

Xiaowan and Xiaolu are most annoying to these young people. They always look caring and considerate when they have hundreds of thousands of dollars in their hands, thinking that this would make them deceive the hearts of their sisters. However, in front of people like Ye Tianchen, they are not even as good as a bird hair.

It’s just a pity that such a rich man is actually a dead gay man!

How can this not make Xiaowan and Xiaolu cry?

Heart-wrenching pain burst out from the chest, and the heartbreak that the two of them had never experienced before was felt at this moment.

Their painful hearts seemed to have an endless sea of ​​bitterness. The bitter feeling made them unable to move forward, they were exhausted, and they felt that the whole world had turned gray.

Ye Tianchen naturally didn't know what these two guys were thinking, but he just didn't care.

Puffing his lips, Ye Tianchen placed the two women in the seats beside him, and simply went to see the appraiser alone. Seeing that Ye Tianchen was about to leave alone, Xiaowan and Xiaolu were unwilling to give up, so they quickly wiped away their snot and tears, put on makeup, and caught up with Ye Tianchen's back.

"Young man, you have to queue up. I have a lot of things to be identified!" The appraiser was wearing a round glass glasses in his right eye. He looked up and saw Ye Tianchen enter the door, waved his hand to drive him out.

Ye Tianchen glanced at him and saw that there were indeed several guests sitting in the room, and several of them were covered in silk and satin. After seeing Ye Tianchen, they sneered contempt and left their heads to look at him.

Ye Tianchen shrugged and sat down in an empty seat.

"Boy, this is not a place you can sit."

A young man next to him had a sharp voice, raised his eyes, and looked at Ye Tianchen with the whites of his eyes and nostrils.

Ye Tianchen was not sure, so: "Isn't this location just for guests who identify items to rest?"

"It's indeed for guests - but at most you're a dirty dog, and it's worthy?" The young man saw Xiaowan and Xiaolu outside the door, his eyes suddenly shined in his eyes, his whole body was full of energy, his shiny hair would slip even when he stood up.

He smiled and said to Xiaowan and Xiaolu outside the door: "Two beauties, are you here to identify things too? Please come in quickly?"

Before he could finish his words, he heard a loud "pop" sound from his face, and something hard seemed to fly out of his mouth, and his whole figure flew backwards, inserted his butt into the window, hugging his feet with both hands, and head in the same direction.

"Boy, who are you?" An old man next to him hurriedly stepped forward and pulled out the young man. The young man's pants were soaked, his face was pale, his whole body was trembling, muttering, and spitting out a lot of broken teeth.

"Where is Ye Tianchen, what's the price?" Ye Tianchen smiled slightly and gave a hat-taking ceremony.

Xiaowan and Xiaolu were already exclaiming: "Wow—so handsome!"

"Ahhh I love you so much!"

These two screams attracted the attention of people around, and there was a circle of people outside the door.

Ye Tianchen sat calmly in his seat, "The dog can't spit out ivory. A person of this big age has never learned etiquette?"

When he said this, his eyes gently glanced at the young man with a bruised nose and swollen face. At this moment, the young man had no previous arrogance. He shrank his head and his nose dripped out. He quickly sucked it back hard and made a "Stonestone" sound.

"Young man, don't speak too arrogantly! Be careful that the wind will flash your mouth." The old man placed the young man in front of him and turned around and said angrily to Ye Tianchen.

Ye Tianchen laughed in shock, as if he heard a huge joke: "Old man, you should say to him-" He pointed to the young man who was slapped by himself, "Is he your grandson? You don't have to take good care of it. If you continue like this, it will be not as simple as being slapped in the face. I am a kind and ruthless person. If you meet a bad person, get angry with him and take his life, what should I do?"

Ye Tianchen's eyes suddenly turned sharp at the end of his speech, and his words were cold: "I don't like seeing the white-haired man when he sees the black-haired man the most."

Xiaowan and Xiaolu were already crying by Ye Tianchen's words.

The guests outside the door were dumbfounded. This guy was too arrogant to speak, not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue? Moreover, Ye Tianchen's words were so unpleasant and arrogant that even the irrelevant passers-by hoped to see Ye Tianchen being beaten up by someone on the ground.

"Young man, don't speak so arrogantly!" Outside the door, a white-faced scholar walked in lightly with a paper fan in his hand.

Behind the scholar, a burly man followed, and the man's voice was thunderous: "Boy, what's the ability to bully the God of Martial God? Do you dare to fight with your Grandpa Wu Zun?"

It turned out that the young man Ye Tianchen had beaten before was a warrior of the level of the martial god.

Ye Tianchen raised his eyebrows and looked up at the scholar and man next to him. He was about to speak, but the old man spoke first: "Thank you two, but this guy beat my grandson. This is my own business. If you still bother me, it would be inconvenient."

"What's the matter? We brothers are just seeing injustice on the road. We draw our swords to help others, and just help others, and help others to help others!" The burly man said with a smile.

When the old man heard this, his face turned dark: He helped the weak, doesn’t this mean he is weak?

Can you not beat this brat?

It’s just a martial master. After all, I have been at the peak of the martial master forty years. My spiritual foundation will definitely beat this guy up.

The old man shook his head and smiled, "I don't think there is any need to bother you. I can teach this ignorant boy a lesson."

The scholar and the man were slightly stunned when they heard this, but since they said that, they had no objection, so they nodded and retreated.

Ye Tianchen stood up.

The old man roared, and the powerful spiritual energy burst out, and many people present looked at each other slightly. This spiritual energy is very powerful and is no less than some martial saints powerful people! I am afraid that because the old man lacks qualifications, even though he has such powerful spiritual energy, he still stays at the level of the martial lord.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, and they didn't dare to breathe, and their eyes were staring at them.

The appraiser was very calm and still sat in his position, observing the things in his hands carefully. It seemed that the fights and fights around him had nothing to do with him.

"Wait a minute," Ye Tianchen suddenly shouted loudly when he saw the old man rushing towards him.

"Hmm? You know you're wrong?" The old man showed a smug smile on his face. Sure enough, this embroidered pillow must have been so scared that he peed his pants when he saw his powerful strength. How could he dare to fight him?

"I'm thinking, I'm afraid that I can't help but beat you to death in a while, and my face is not very good. It's better to do this. I'm not going to beat you too much, only beat you half to death. But in order to exchange for your remaining half of your life, all the valuable things on you will belong to me."

"Haha, I'm not afraid of the wind blowing my tongue!" the old man sneered.

"I don't like you that you have any good things, but I just don't want to hurt people's reputation, nor do I want to suffer losses by myself. If you want, we will fight. If you don't want to, then I don't want to waste time with you." Ye Tianchen didn't care what the old man said at all, and kept saying it on his own.

The old man sneered: "Then I will follow you, but I don't want your things, I just want your life!"

Several strong winds surged between the old man's hands and ten fingers, each of which was very tight, forming an invisible knife fan. The surrounding walls and stone pillars were instantly cut into deep knife marks.

Everyone took a breath, but they didn't expect that the old man came up and was just playing the game. It seemed that this kid would probably turn into a meat paste!

As expected, the young man was so scared that he could not even fight back. It can be seen that the strength of the peak martial arts master and the power of this overwhelming martial arts technique were revealed.

"This old man's control of spiritual energy has reached a meticulous level. He can actually use spiritual energy to condense countless small knives. It's really amazing!"

"Isn't this the same thing as the elder of Tianjue Sect's spiritual blue flame infinite knife?" The viewer next to him whispered.

Ye Tianchen looked at the countless spiritual knives flying in front of him with his eyes. He yawned in front of him in front of him, and then waved his sleeves to both sides.

"Boom boom boom!"

Everyone widened their eyes and couldn't believe what they saw.

Ye Tianchen waved his sleeves casually, and the sword fans that were originally like a broken bamboo were actually bounced back by him and flew into the wall!

Gravel splashed everywhere.

A shield appeared around the appraiser's body. It seemed that it was a treasure that protects the body.

"Is this a little knife?" Ye Tianchen asked with a smile, pointing at the old man with a false finger. Everyone heard a "ding" sound that was almost unheard. The old man suddenly stepped back suddenly, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his right hand slowly raised and kept trembling: "You...you..."

Then, the old man fell to the ground with a bang.

Ye Tianchen shook his head: "You fell down before I could do my best?" A smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he ran over with a smile, and touched the old man in full view of everyone.

Xiaowan and Xiaolu no longer mean this: Just homosexuals should be homosexuals! But this guy is so strong! He is strong and rich!

So handsome!

Xiaowan and Xiaolu rushed over and hugged Ye Tianchen's arms, kissed him on the face, making everyone around stunned.

It turns out that beating an elderly person can win the favor of beautiful women?

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