Wu Po Jiuxiao

Snapped! !

The cup in his hand was suddenly put down, and there was a crisp sound, but this sound echoed in Yi Jianxiong's ears like thunder.

Ye Fantian stared at Yi Jianxiong with a half-smile, but that smile was obviously extraordinarily indifferent:

"Joke, joke, your brother beat my brother into a useless person, and then you came to ask me for a pill, Yi Jianxiong, don't you think this is a bit too much?"

Yi Jianxiong clenched his palms tightly. According to his previous temper, it was absolutely impossible for Ye Fantian to ask for it, but his younger brother was the best heir in the family, and he was obsessed with the practice of swordsmanship. It is difficult to say that he will take care of the family in the future. If Yi Jianhao becomes a waste because of this, it will not be a good thing for anyone, at least not for their family.

"I understand what the devil means, but I think we should have lost the misunderstanding between us now. The devil has the holy spirit water in his hand. I think Zhuge Mingjing has definitely recovered now. If possible, Please be merciful, my lord, and help my poor little brother."

Ye Fantian tapped the table slowly.

My father also needs this heavenly holy water, although this heavenly holy water is terrible, but my father has destroyed his dantian for more than 20 years.

It's hard to say that just one drop of God-given Holy Spirit Water will have a powerful effect, but now the white-clothed sage got another drop, and now he only has seven drops in his hand.

Seven drops is not too much, but Ye Fantian really didn't want to give it to this guy.

"My lord, be merciful!"

puff……

With both knees bent, Yi Jianxiong unexpectedly knelt down on the ground slowly!

clap clap clap...

His fingers tapped on the table slightly, and his brows frowned slightly. The reason why he didn't want to give the other party the Holy Spirit Water was because the other party stabbed his second brother, and on the other hand, it was because the Holy Spirit Water was too much. It's precious.

He didn't dare to say that he was the only one in the entire continent who could refine the divine holy water, but as far as he knew, he was the only one in the entire continent who had the divine holy water.

As long as he is willing, I am afraid that even a strong person at the Martial Emperor level is willing to exchange with him or even give him a treasure.

But the Hundred Soldiers Martial Lord definitely has some kind of connection with this sword family, otherwise he wouldn't impudently beg him.

"Of course, I won't let my lord do it in vain. This god-given holy water is a fetish, and Jianxiong naturally understands its preciousness."

Ye Fantian waved his hand slightly:

"You get up first!"

This swordsman is a generation of swordsman wizards. He is proud and arrogant, but kneeling on the ground for his younger brother. This is indeed a great insult to him, but he has to admit it for his younger brother.

"As long as you are willing, we are willing to open the treasure house of this family!"

"The treasure house of the family?"