Super System Plundering the Heaven

Grunt!

Wen Renjing swallowed his mouth slightly, and a cold sweat came from his forehead.

"You, are you the nephew of the old Tianjian?"

Xing Meng snorted coldly and looked at Wenren's strategy dismissively, "What do you think?"

I heard a brief look on my face, almost cried, you have a backing, you said that!

Looking at Ye Yu, who was standing in front of Wen Meng, his face was indifferent, and Wenren felt slightly worse in her heart.

This Xing Meng is faintly headed by Ye Yu. Imagine the origin of this Ye Yu is even more unusual!

"Well, what about Ye Yu? Is he also a warrior of the old ancestor and nephew of Tianjian?"

Wen Ren looked at Xing Meng with a worried look, for fear of hearing the news that Xing Meng's mouth caused his heart to stop.

"Ye Yu is a warrior." Xing Meng said softly.

"His ..." Wen Renjing took a deep breath, and his heart almost stopped. "Is it also the junior of Tianjian's older generation?"

Xing Meng shook his head. "No, not a junior."

"Huh ..." Wen Renjing breathed a little longer, and put his heart into his belly.

"It's not good, it's not good!"

He patted his chest, and was almost scared to death by Xing Meng when he heard the story.

Looking at the expression of hearing people's strategy, Xing Meng evoked a smile, and said softly, "Ye Yu is my uncle's younger brother, that is my uncle! According to seniority, it should be my uncle's peer. ! "

The eyes widened slightly and the head buzzed.

"Your uncle's brother? The older brother of Tian Jian ?!

Wen Ren screamed in a tone of abbreviated tone, then rolled his eyes and fell straight to the ground.

Xing Meng gave a smirk, and pursed his lips. "It's really boring, is this faint?"

Behind Ye Yu, Wen Meng looked surprised, "Ye Yu, are you really the former brother of Wu Meng's former leader?"

Ye Yu's mouth angled up and chuckled, "Yeah, the first time I met with my brother this morning, my brother felt that I had a destiny, so he accepted the apprentice on behalf of the teacher, and accepted me as a younger brother!"

Wen Meng's eyes flowed, and Ye Yu gave a white look to Ye Yu, "You lie, how can you be so casual?"

"Go to you! I don't believe it!"

Wen Meng snorted, and then a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, "You are the former leader of the Wumeng League. You don't have to be afraid of the Zhao family, and you don't have to meet that Zhao Mingyu! Great!"

A smile flashed in Ye Yu's eyes, and he looked at the excited Wen Meng and said, "Have you? Thank you so much!"

Huh!

In an instant.

A tender body flew into Ye Yuhuai's arms.

Wen Meng hugged Ye Yu, her cheeks flushed against Ye Yu's chest, and said softly, "Ye Yu, thank you!"

Ye Yu's body was stiff, neither was she pushing away, nor was she holding her, she could only stay in place.

"Well, you have misunderstood Wenmeng. I said thank you for that."

Wen Meng let go of Ye Yu with both hands and lowered her head and whispered, "I know."

"Yes, where are you going at night?"

"Sheng Long Auction."

Wen Meng's eyes lightened. "Auction house? I want to go, too, or not."

"This ..." Ye Yu hesitated for a moment, and felt how to refuse to hear the dream so as not to appear unkempt.

"Okay, okay! Go together!"

Xing Meng on the one side smiled badly and greeted loudly.

"It's great, it's getting late, let's go!" Wen Meng was so excited that she pulled Ye Yu out.

In the end, Ye Yu had no choice but to leave the Yingsong Pavilion with Xing Meng and Wen Meng, and went to Shenglong Auction House.

As for Yingsong Pavilion, the unconscious sensation of lying on the ground has long been forgotten by the three.