What palace jade liquor?
Where can I find any palace jade liquor here?
Kunlunzi and the others also looked at each other.
What mysterious and mysterious words is Ye Gaoren talking about?
Ye Qingyun looked at the gray-haired old man expectantly.
Waiting for him to pick up his own unique code.
But the gray-haired old man didn't speak.
"No more trouble?"
Ye Qingyun frowned slightly.
Then try again.
“You won’t receive any gifts during the Chinese New Year this year?”
Then he continued to look at the gray-haired old man.
The gray-haired old man "???"
What the hell is this kid talking about?
Why can’t I understand?
Could it be that he was teasing me on purpose?
"You still won't continue?"
Ye Qingyun did not give up.
Continue to test.
"I love you, love you, just like"
"Am I like a fish in your lotus pond?"
"The sun is shining in the sky, and the flowers are smiling at me?"
"Yo yo Chek?"
Ye Qingyun chattered and said a lot of secret codes.
As a result, the gray-haired old man couldn't answer a word.
Not only can't be connected.
The gray-haired old man was completely stunned.
Stunned there.
At a loss.
Could it be that I have been locked up in this ancient city for too long, and people outside have already spoken like this?
Then after I escape, won't I be unable to communicate with others normally?
How can this be fixed?
When Ye Qingyun saw that the old man couldn't even say a word to him, he basically concluded in his heart that this old man was probably not his fellow countryman.
Otherwise, one or two sentences in these secret codes can match each other, right?
"Try one last time!"
Ye Qingyun hasn't given up completely yet.
Planning to give it a last try.
This last code word, if it were really my fellow countryman, he would definitely be able to match it.
He didn't believe that there was someone in his original world who couldn't live up to this secret code.
"Use the nunchaku quickly!"
"Shut up! Stop talking nonsense!"
The gray-haired old man was immediately furious.
He was fed up with Ye Qingyun's completely incomprehensible words just now.
Can't help but explain.
A palm struck towards Ye Qingyun.
"Your grandma's! Since I'm not a fellow villager, I won't be polite!"
Ye Qingyun also gave up the temptation completely.
Seeing the gray-haired old man's palm attack, he quickly stepped back.
At the same time, the three divine swords flew out together.
Let’s resist the palm of the gray-haired old man together.
boom!!!
The power of the three divine swords come together.
Give the gray-haired old man a hard blow.
As a result, the Three Ultimate Divine Sword flew back upside down, and the sword energy was a little messy.
The gray-haired old man was also shocked and fell backwards.
Looking at his palm again, he saw that it had been injured by the sword energy and was dripping with blood.
The gray-haired old man looked at the Three Ultimate Divine Sword with some fear.
"I didn't expect that there were such magical weapons back then that could actually hurt me!"
Ye Qingyun was originally very
I'm afraid. After all, my cultivation level is so high that I really don't have the confidence to fight with others.
But seeing the Sanjue Divine Sword blocking the palm of the gray-haired old man, he couldn't help but become more confident.
"Old man, who are you?"
Ye Qingyun asked.
"Old man?"
Hearing this title, the gray-haired old man was so angry that his eyes almost popped out.
"I, Xiang Tianwu, was born in the Xiang family, the overlord, and was a military sage!"
The gray-haired old man, this Tianwu, revealed his identity.
saint?
When Ye Qingyun heard this, his head suddenly became confused.
Is this old guy actually a saint?
But don’t the rumors always say that saints are extremely powerful and can change the world with just a few moves?
Why does this old man look a little weak?
And also has a surname?
Or some overlord Xiang family?
Are you the same as the overlord of the Xiang family in your original world?
"Since you are a military saint, why are you here?"
Ye Qingyun asked again.
Xiang Tianwu snorted coldly.
"I don't need to tell you."
He took action again.
To be continued...