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Looking at Ye Sha with a bad expression, Yang Zhao closed his mouth knowingly, and was carried forward by Ye Sha.

They passed through the main hall in front and came to a small courtyard. A little boy greeted him. He glanced curiously at Yang Zhao who was being carried away.

"Uncle Ye, you are back, the masters and masters are already waiting for you inside."

Liu Sheng, who was following behind, politely called the boy Senior Brother Lu, and Ye Sha nodded slightly at the boy.

"Well, lead the way."

Under the leadership of this little boy, they walked into a side hall. The side hall was very large, and there were five or six people sitting in it.

The leader was a benevolent old man with gray hair, wearing a plain gauze shirt, with a calm expression and a sense of immortality.

There are men and women sitting on both sides, all with a charitable face.

After Ye Sha went in, he put Yang Zhao on the ground, first saluted to the master, and called him senior brother.

"Brother, live up to the trust, I invited this little girl back to you."

"Junior Brother Ye has worked hard this trip, so nothing went wrong."

"Don't worry if you don't have senior brother, this time, it's going well."

The people sitting on both sides stood up one after another to salute him.

Greeting her senior brother and junior brother, Liu Sheng became even more straightforward. She directly knelt down, kowtowed to the main seat, and then turned her head to address the man sitting next to him as master.

After the exchange of pleasantries between the two parties, the old man in the main seat seemed to have just seen someone like Yang Zhao in the side hall.

"Junior Brother Ye, this is the little girl you went to invite, why is she still tied with a rope? Untie her quickly."

"This girl has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. She really calmed down after she was frightened."

Ye Sha said, without seeing him make any movements, the rope on Yang Zhao's body automatically fell off and returned to his hand.

When the rope came down, Yang Zhao staggered and almost didn't sit down.

The main reason is that the rope is too vicious. The rope swallowed her spiritual power when it came down, and now she has already lost her spiritual power.

Coupled with the fact that the rope was tied tightly and the time was long, Yang Zhao's blood stagnated, and his whole body was numb. Now that he suddenly lost the bondage of the rope, she felt that her whole body was covered with the old-fashioned TV screen, sour. Abnormal swelling accompanied by numb itching.

The old man at the head looked at Yang Zhao with a smile.

"What's the name of the little girl, who lives where?"

"Don't you know my last name? I've been following me in Lijing for more than ten days, but I don't know my last name. Isn't that a joke?"

Yang Zhao thumped his arm, then stomped his leg, the itchy feeling went straight to the sky.

"So so many of you have robbed me, what's the point? I have to say this in advance. If you want money, I can't give it to you."

Before the old man in the lead could speak, Ye Sha taught Yang Zhaolai a lesson.

"You little slut, you don't even know what the occasion is when you open your eyes, but you dare to chew your teeth there, do you really want to try my tricks?"

"Yo, what you said, I have to be nice and support you when I'm tied up by you, I'm not cheap."

Yang Zhao rolled his eyes unpretentiously, and continued to move his body here to let the blood in his body run.

"You..." Ye Sha immediately wanted to rush up with his eyebrows, and the person in the seat raised his hand slightly when he saw this, making a voice of disapproval.

"Hey~~, Junior Brother Ye, you are so old and have nothing to be angry with such a little girl. This little girl is also angry because she was tied up here."

When he spoke, everyone in the room shut up and listened.

"Little girl, I know you are angry with me, Master Ye, for not treating you with courtesy, but now that you are at a disadvantage, do you want to put down your temper?"

Yang Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly: "People treat me with courtesy, and I treat others with courtesy."

He looked at Yang Zhao with a kinder gaze.

"I know that your surname is Yang, and your single name is Zhao. You failed the entrance examination and became a heretic monk. After Liu Sheng joined my junior disciple, he spoke a lot of good things about you in front of us."

"Speaking of you, you have already built a foundation at a young age. This is also a genius in the cultivation world. It's a pity that the current imperial court controls the cultivation world. It's a pity that a genius like you can't enter the government school."

His words reeked of green tea, and Yang Zhao couldn't suppress the strange look on his face when he heard it.

"Although I am building a foundation, I can't afford to be called a wizard. If you put such a tall hat on my head, I am not afraid of breaking my neck. Besides, if you are a wizard in cultivation, then Liu Sheng will not be able to practice. Two months to build the foundation, that is a genius among geniuses."

The old man smiled and shook his head: "There is nothing worthy of it. She was able to build the foundation for two months thanks to his master's support. You have built the foundation at such a young age, which is enough to show your cultivation aptitude."

Yang Zhao's expression became dubious.

"Then according to what you mean, old man, is my aptitude for cultivation really not bad?"

The old man's expression has always been very gentle: "How can this be bad? If you want to say that your qualifications are poor, then people in the entire cultivation world will have no face to come out to meet people."

As soon as he said this, Yang Zhao had a somewhat smug look on his face.

"I can't afford to be praised by the seniors, but the juniors still have some self-knowledge."

Seeing her attitude soften, the smile on the old man's face became even wider.

"I'm also a person who loves and cherishes talents. When I heard Liu Sheng praise you so much, I couldn't help but want to see you, a genius, with my own eyes. But my junior brother Ye is a rough person. His methods are a little rough, but his heart is not good. It is good."

He pointed at the night shark standing next to him: "I've also learned how to talk like you, if my junior brother hadn't sincerely invited you, he would have done it with his violent temper, why is he only threatening you with his mouth now. "

This man's eloquence is too neat, and he can make it clear that he can say anything that is black.

The expression on Yang Zhao's face was a little loose.

"Senior, this junior brother is dear, you must make up for him."

"Old man, I am right about things and not about people. After getting along for a long time, you will naturally know my temper as Junior Brother Ye."

The old man greeted the boy surnamed Lu.

"Go, get a seat for Miss Yang, there is no reason for this distinguished guest to let her stand."

He waved to Ye Sha again: "Junior Brother Ye, come and sit down too, you always stand there to make Miss Yang think you are going to hit someone."

Ye Sha walked to an empty chair on the upper left and sat down. The boy responded crisply and moved a stool from the side.

Yang Zhao was also polite, and sat down generously.

"If you don't say that you are a person who does great things, you are much higher than someone in terms of etiquette."

Ye Sha, who had just sat down on the chair, almost stood up again.