The Return of the City’s Cultivation

Ye Tian called out the identity chip and popped up the faces of the Mongolian and French tribe on the screen, which made the three of Chanzi stunned, and their expressions froze like Monkey King's fixation technique.

What a powerful race of the Mongolian and French tribes, besides their arrogance and conceit, they are notoriously indifferent in the lower realm of Kunlun. Of course, they have arrogant capital, cold face and iron blood, and they are daunting on the battlefield. Even if the current Yangling clan is weak, if they don't offer their treasures, they won't even be able to enter the city gate.

The three of them had never heard of which tribe the Mongolian and French tribe would take the initiative to contact, and their shock was evident.

"you are?"

Ye Tian was calm and composed and didn't take it seriously, after all, he had nothing to do with the Mongolian and French tribe.

"Ye City Lord, hello, I am Lu from the Mengfa ethnic group."

Lu behaved very politely, with a smile on his mummy face, which made the three of them frightened. Although Lu is only the second level of Qiankun's heart, her name has been heard by several people, and people who can make the Mengfa tribe so polite can count them with a finger in Kunlun.

what's the situation? Why is she so polite to Ye Tian? Isn't it a mistake? Impossible, people respect him as Ye City Lord. Oh my god, what's wrong, where is Ye Tian sacred? How can there be such treatment.

Ye Tian nodded, "Just say something."

Ye Tian's indifferent attitude caused the three of them to tremble again. That was the Mongolian French. You actually looked like a thousand miles away. Don't you know how many races are doing everything possible to make friends with the Mongolian French?

"Oh...oh...well, that's the case, some of our clan's law chiefs want to see you, can you come to our city of Mengfa?"

Lu showed a little nervousness, this was naturally because Ye Tian's battle in Wufang City, beheading Uth and Ji Da, made Lu's view of him greatly changed. It can be seen that in the eyes of the three Chanzi, it is completely different.

Ye Tiandao, "I don't have time recently."

Lu was obviously taken aback, but he didn't expect Ye Tian would refuse, "City Lord Ye, this matter is of great importance, please come and discuss it in detail..."

"I have to deal with many affairs of Wufang City recently, so let's talk about it when I have time."

Ye Tian wants to improve his strength quickly recently. There are too many things to do. He even wants to gather the remaining five Star Shuttle fragments in a short time and accept the invitation of the Mongolian and French people. It is not the most important for him. Yes, coming back is not necessarily a good thing, so I want to postpone it.

Ye Tian didn't say more, so he hung up.

But Ye Tian’s refusal made Chanzi and the three of them almost fainted. They dared to refuse the invitation of the Mongolian and French people. Not many people in Kunlun would have such crazy ideas. Ye Tian just refused to ask for things that the Yangling clan couldn’t ask for. Now, is there any reason.

There are ten thousand shocks and ten thousand questions in their hearts. Who is Ye Tian and why the Meng French will invite him politely. The most terrible thing is that he still doesn't want to pay attention.

Seeing that the three of them were so shocked, Ye Tian thought they were happy with Mu Xianzhu, so he said goodbye to the two "father-in-laws" and "brothers."

Seeing that Ye Tian's body rose up and flew away, the three of them could not speak for a long time. After a few minutes, Chan Zi said, "Maybe it is really an honor for the Yang Ling clan that we worship him."

"With this person in Wufang City, the line of Yan and Huang is bound to rise."

King Zhen tilted around the sun displeasedly, "You should never treat him that way, what you said, I blush now when I think about it."

Huanri squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Tian's direction, a little bit more insidious and jealous, "It's just that Lu from Mengfa contact him, how do you think he is amazing? Although Lu is from the Mengfa clan, he is only a second-level mind. , What can this prove?"

King Zhen retorted, "But you didn't hear Lu say, does the law chief of the Mongolian French want to see him?"

The rank of the law chief is the same as that of the city lord, but the title is different, and the Mengfa tribe is not just a city lord, but several law sages govern together. It is an honor for many races to be interviewed by the Faculty.

"Why did the Mengfa Master want to meet a weak human race? Didn’t you think about it carefully, don’t you think there is something strange? I ask you, the Mengfa tribe needs the cowardly Yanhuang line, the weak Yanhuang one. What can Mai help them?"

"You haven't seen that, did Ye Tian refuse? I just want to ask you, how many peak powers in the lower realm of Kunlun will reject the Mengfa? This only proves that Ye Tian is afraid and dare not go to Mengfa City. I don’t know the reason for this, but the Mongols definitely wanted to take action against Wufang City. Ye Tian died there as soon as he left. The cowardly nature of Yanhuang and Huang was revealed. Is there a more suitable reason than this?"

They don't know the child of disaster, this is the secret that only the peak power of the alien race is qualified to know. Or, even if they knew it, they would not believe it.

Chanzi and Zhenwang were unable to refute what Huanri said for a while, because the matter was indeed too unreasonable, and the previous thoughts were also shaken.

Chanzi said again, "but Lu's polite attitude to him can't be wrong."

Huanri sneered, disdainful of Chanzi's statement.

...

The main city of the Mongolian and French tribe.

This main city is not the same as the main city in Wufang City, but a real city. The Mengfa tribe has seven cities, including one main city and six sub-cities, each of which is larger in scale than the expanded Wufang City.

In the main city, in the high tower-like conference hall that symbolizes the center of power, one person "slapped" the case, and there seemed to be a thunder in the shaking hall.

"I don't know anything good or bad, this Ye Tian actually refused my invitation from the French!"

This person is very different from the other people of the Mongolian family. Others are not as good as a corpse, but except for his dark complexion, he looks very similar to humans, and he is strong like a bear. He is one of the Mongolian family's chiefs——Yuan. , Qiankun third-level heart master, small Jin Danqi strong.

He slapped the table, and the frightened legs on the side softened and shivered.

Yuan’s violent madness is famous. It can be said to be notorious in the entire lower realm. He likes to kill and massacres at every turn on the battlefield. He is powerful and few people can suppress him. Other races secretly call him "Crazy Demon Abyss". See you To avoid it, many city owners were frightened by him.

The facial expressions of the Faqs here are almost the same as those of the human beings. They are full of flesh and blood. This is the effect of the Muxianzhu. If the Mongolian people absorb the Muxianzhu, they will break away from their ugly and dry body, similar to some "face-changing Zhuyan Dan ".

An old man in the main seat was obviously highly respected, with a gray beard, sitting there quietly, with a sullen face, looking at a woman sitting in the corner, and commanded, "Dragon, let’s look up Ye Tian’s trail," He won't come, you go and try him first."

The woman named Dragon is also one of the law sages. She is very beautiful. She has obviously taken Shepherd's celestial pearls, but she looks very cold. Just looking at it makes people fall into the abyss, like falling into the ice cellar, with murderous aura on her body. Together with the iceberg-like aura, the other Falun Gong practitioners were sitting farther away from her.

Yuan started to shoot the case again, "Master Dafa, Ye Tian, ​​I'll just go, I will kill him in Wufang City for one hundred and eighty thousand, and let the blood flow in the city, and see if he can't get out, fuck!"

The other Falun Gong practitioners looked at the abyss like a mad tiger, and were reluctant to say anything for a while, saving him offend the madman.

Yuan seemed to be out of anger, and cursed again, "Dog stuff, don't give him anything bad, grandson treats myself as an old man, I..."

Yuan’s voice disappeared as if his throat was stuck. It turned out that it was Dragon’s gaze falling on him. Dragon did not speak, nor did he make any expressions. Ke Yuan’s forehead was sweaty, and his face was slightly pale. Obviously Afraid of dragons, he hurriedly said, "Qing...Qingfazhang, I'm not...I'm not targeting you!"

Seeing Qing Qing still looking at him, Yuan Leng Khan burst out again, and laughed dryly, "He... I am right."

Qing Qing stood up blankly, just nodded to Dafa, and walked out of the conference hall, looking at her back, Yuan silently wiped off his sweat.