I casually looked through the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art that was written down by right and wrong.

Ye Chen turned around and threw it to Jiang Yuyan beside him.

"The word "right and wrong" is too bad, and it hurts when you look at it."

"Yuyan, you find time to copy it again and then put it in the library. In addition, Huang Rong is not here, go and prepare supper."

"Okay Mr. Ye."

Jiang Yuyan agreed obediently, but after walking a few steps, Jiang Yuyan paused and turned around and asked carefully.

"Mr. Ye, can I practice this Vajra Indestructible Divine Art?"

After glanced at Jiang Yuyan casually, Ye Chen said calmly: "No."

"Why, you are willing to give martial arts to Sister Dongfang, why don't you give it to me?"

Jiang Yuyan's face was full of grievances.

"It's not that I don't teach you martial arts, but I really haven't found the right martial arts for you."

"Practicing martial arts requires one mind, and the importance of mind is still above the roots and bones and talents."

"With your nature, if you practice any martial arts, you can only choose to be assassinated."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuyan's face was full of doubts.

"Mr. Ye, although I am not very good at martial arts, I am not stupid either."

"This Vajra Indestructible God is more likely to practice martial arts, and he is just a gangster. He will not go astray. Can I do it?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen's expression became richer.

"This really doesn't work. If you want to practice the Vajra Indestructible Art, I can help you."

"And I also promise that your achievements are above right and wrong."

"But you have to think clearly that the defense power of this Vajra Indestructible Divine Art is excellent, that is to say."

"When fighting with the enemy, you can not worry about the enemy's attack methods."

"The body is not broken, but the clothes are not good. Are you sure you want to practice?"

In an instant, Jiang Yuyan's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The little head was shaking like a rattle.

"I don't want to practice it anymore. I suddenly realized that this Vajra Indestructible Divine Art is so ugly that I don't want to practice this kind of martial arts."

"Just don't want to practice it. Things like martial arts depend on fate. If fate comes, it will naturally come."

"Okay, go and prepare supper quickly, I'm hungry."

Ye Chen waved his hand and asked Jiang Yuyan to prepare supper, but his steps did not move at all, and his expression was eager to speak but stopped.

Seeing this, Ye Chen rolled his eyes.

"If you have anything, why do you keep it more insincere than me?"

"Mr. Ye, Sister Haitang is dead. How do you feel? I want to hear the truth."

Jiang Yuyan looked straight at Ye Chen.

Although there are many beautiful women in the bamboo forest courtyard, everyone has always had a worry.

Everyone is afraid that one day they will not be able to keep up with Ye Chen's footsteps, and even more afraid that one day Ye Chen will disappear into this world from now on.

After all, he came to this world silently.

If there really is such a day, will he cry because of the separation?

Faced with Jiang Yuyan’s problem, Ye Chen smiled.

"Yuyan, human minds are more complicated than those of the stars in the sky. If they can be explained clearly in words, perhaps there will be no such trouble in the world."

After getting this answer, Jiang Yuyan nodded and turned to the kitchen to cook.

The last person left beside him, Ye Chen lay on the chair and looked at the blue sky. No one knew what Ye Chen was thinking.

I don’t know how long it took, Wanwan, who had handled the inn, walked over from the inn.

At this time, Ye Chen, who was lying on the rocking chair, suddenly said, "Wanwan, let's dance!"

Wanwan was a little surprised when facing Ye Chen's sudden conversation.

Since the teacher nun and herself came here, Ye Chen has been ignoring her love.

How could he think of suddenly talking to him and asking him to dance to show him?

Although I didn't understand what Ye Chen was thinking, Wanwan still said with a smile: "Mr. Ye wants Wanwan to dance."

"Wanwan is naturally very happy. I wonder what Mr. Ye wants to see?"

Faced with Wanwan's flattery, Ye Chen rolled her eyes.

"Give me seriousness, I know that your Yinkui Sect calls itself the Demon Sect, and you are the saint of the Demon Sect."

"But a demon like you is the lowest level in the devil's path."

"It's been a while since you came here. Can't you magnify your vision and ambition?"

"If you want to seduce people like me, you must be at least at the level of a demon."

"Do you think it's good for others to call you a 'witch' or a 'witch'?"

“Isn’t this an insult?”

"If I am a demon, no one will call me, Demon Emperor, Demon Emperor or the like."

"I'm embarrassed to say that I'm a demon."

Ye Chen chattered around, and Wanwan's face drooped.

Wanwan: Why is this guy so ugly? I feel even more uncomfortable than being scolded by others.

"Mr. Ye, if you dislike it so much, please ask Gao Ming!"

"Okay!"

"I won't say it. You are the only one in this yard who can dance. Others don't know much. Just just go."

"By the way, don't you know the sound of the demon?"

"Remember to add it when you dance later."

Faced with Ye Chen's extremely determined attitude, Wanwan was already clenched.

Although I am not as powerful as this guy, I am still a witch from the Great Sui Dynasty.

I was even being picked on dancing for others. Can I endure it?

"snort!"

"Mr. Ye's martial arts are extraordinary and saint, but Wanwan doesn't have the ability to confuse Mr. Ye."

"Don't worry, I can't use my energy to resist, I will even take the initiative to be confused by you."

"real?"

Wanwan's face was filled with doubt.

I believe that Ye Chen can resist his demon sound, but I absolutely do not believe that he can get out of the illusion.

Because appearance is born from the heart, it is always the one who traps a person.

"Of course, what are you lying to?"

"Okay, it's a matter of determination. I also want to see if Ping'an Sword Immortal is really that amazing."

After saying that, Wanwan began to dance gracefully, and the crisp sound of bells echoed in the bamboo forest courtyard with the dance.

Ye Chen on the rocking chair really completely let go of all his vigilance as he promised just now.

He even took the initiative to cooperate with Wanwan's Demon Sound.

After a while, Wanwan finished dancing, and Ye Chen's eyes became blurred at this time.

This is obviously trapped in the illusion of the Demon Sound.

"Mr. Ye?"

Wanwan shouted in an attempt, and Ye Chen on the rocking chair still looked relieved, as if he was completely trapped in the illusion.

Seeing this, Wanwan raised her lips and smiled, "Even if the Ping An Sword Immortal is involved in the creation, she will still be sad to pass the level of the inner demon!"

As he said that, Wanwan's body became soft and she lay in Ye Chen's arms.

At the same time, shaking the bell on your wrist.

"Mr. Ye, what did you see?"
Chapter completed!