"Sabir, Jiang Daoming no longer exists in this world. I am Ye Guyu."
After a long time, Ye Guyu said slowly, his voice low and firm, and his cold eyes pierced at Sabir's eyes like a blade, and there was a faint flame jumping.
Sabir finally took his eyes away, snorted coldly, and honestly, he sat down in the president's golden leather sofa and crossed his legs.
This is a sitting posture that Sabir only learned when he went to the territory of the "Han people in the Central Plains". In the Western Regions and in the country where the Western Li Church is located, most people sit cross-legged and rarely have the habit of crossing their legs.
"Salute tea to the high priest."
Ye Guyu's blade-like gaze was invisible. He slowly walked back from the floor-to-ceiling window and sat opposite Sabir, with his waist straight and sitting in a straight posture. No matter when, King Ye was so sharp and imposing.
"yes."
Two white-robed demons took the order in a low voice, their voices as crisp and beautiful as larks.
These foreign women from foreign lands speak very standard and fluent Chinese. The people closest to King Ye can speak extremely fluent Chinese. King Ye never concealed his true origin from them.
I, Ye Guyu, are Han people from the far east!
Since I'm here, I'm your king!
All the people of the Sky Eagle Sect should regard me as their respect, and my will is your will. No matter who it is, if you do not obey King Ye’s instructions and do not follow King Ye’s steps, you will have only one fate - death!
Jiang Daoming entered the "Sky Eagle" and only took a year to become the new leader of the Sky Eagle. In front of all the core culprits, Ye Guyu used the simplest and most direct means, and in less than ten encounters.
Send the old leader to hell.
The Sky Eagle is a world where the strong are respected.
From then on, Jiang Daoming became Ye Guyu, the new master of thousands of Tianying clans, and the famous King Ye of West Asia!
And all the church members believe that it will not take long. The reputation of King Ye and the Heavenly Eagle will shake the whole world and make everyone frightened. As long as you hear the names of King Ye and the Heavenly Eagle, no matter how powerful a person is, they will be silly and fearless.
Become sleepy.
The white-robed demon girl presented Ye Guyu and Sabir with a fragrant green tea.
Even in the distant Western Regions, in a foreign country where there is no ethnic group, Ye Guyu has never only drunk green tea from the East and never touched black tea, especially black tea with sugar or other "mutated" tea drinks.
Sabir said coldly: "Cook me the black tea with sugar."
The white-robed demon girl who served him tea seemed to have not heard it. She gently placed the tea cup in front of him, then slowly walked behind Ye Guyu and stood there without saying a word. She did not move any other things.
Here, only King Ye can command them, and no one else has such qualifications.
They were born for King Ye and died for King Ye!
Ye Guyu said lightly: "Sabir, have you never heard of the rule of following the local customs?"
Sabir snorted coldly, put his legs crossed, stared at Ye Guyu straight, and said angrily: "Ye Guyu, you must give me an explanation!"
“Explanation? Why?”
"You also asked me why? The famous Sky Eagle can't even kill a injured Peacock. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
Ye Guyu asked in surprise: "Who said the Sky Eagle wants to kill Duan Peacock?"
Sabir smiled and sneered.
"If you don't kill Duan Peacock, then did you send those people to die?"
Ye Guyu nodded slightly and said, "That's right, they are just going to die."
Sabir sneered again and stopped talking.
This is clearly arguing!
Unexpectedly, the dignified Lord of the Sky Eagle, Mu Tuyi's new "old man in the mountains", and the famous King Ye of West Asia, actually acted like a scoundrel in front of him. This was something Sabir had never expected before coming.
Ye Guyu shook his head and said slowly: "Sabil, you'd better not interfere in this matter. You don't have the qualifications!"
The tone is low and plain, but the words are not polite.
Sabir was furious and straightened his body suddenly: "Ye Guyu, don't be so proud. I know you and my master have an agreement. But now the master is in seclusion, and I am fully responsible for everything here. Since
When you come, everyone should be in harmony. Ye Guyu, please understand that this is our Xili religion, and you are here to help. You Han people have an idiom called "Saving the Lord with no one."
Ye Guyu smiled and said with a faint sarcasm, "It's not bad, Sabir, I even learned the idioms of our Han people, although they were not so appropriate."
Ye Guyu looks like he is in his thirties and under forty years. Perhaps his real age is bigger than his appearance, but he is definitely younger than Sabir. But looking at his appearance, he has no respect for Sabir.
meaning.
"Isn't it? If you come to help, you must act according to our unified arrangements. If you make a decision without authorization and send out those wastes to die, not only will you not be able to help, but you will also expose our purpose. What does this mean?"
"So you don't understand, you don't understand at all."
Ye Guyu shook his head gently again, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth became stronger.
Sabir was almost so angry that he spurted out an old blood. If it weren't for the master's retreat, he would never be willing to deal with the Ye Guchin guy.!
This man's arrogance has reached a point of hopelessness.
"Okay, I don't understand, so please explain."
Sabir took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the fury that surged in his chest, and said coldly in a calm tone.
Ye Guyu didn't rush to speak, picked up the teacup and took a sip, then slowly said: "Sabil, this is a big plan, a big plan, do you understand? Your master wants to deal with it,
It is not a person or a family. The purpose of the Witch King is not to deal with a specific enemy. Whoever hinders the implementation of this plan is the Witch King's enemy. But to be honest, you choose the wrong first goal.
It's right.
You…you really shouldn’t choose the Xiao family as the first target to attack.”
Speaking of this, Ye Guyu sighed softly, and his sharp eyes became blurred in an instant, as if his thoughts suddenly drifted to the distance and into the distant past.
Sabir snorted, his face getting worse and worse.
Alerting!
The Witch King’s plan?
What plans does Master have? Even Sabir himself is not so clear about. Are you, Ye Guyu, an outsider, knowing better than me, the eldest disciple of the Western Li Sect?
"Xiao family, why did you choose the wrong choice?"
Sabir asked with anger suppressed his anger.
Ye Guyu pondered and said, "There is a saying in the military tactics of our Han people, "Knowing yourself and your enemy will never be defeated in a hundred battles. Have you heard of it?"
Sabir snorted again.
Many years ago, he had learned Han culture at the request of his master. Although Sabier didn't know why, he did not dare to violate his instructions. Later, Sabier discovered that almost every junior brother was teaching him to him.
While they were teaching witchcraft in the West, they also allowed them to learn the Han culture of the Central Plains, and the requirements were very strict. Every time, the master had to assess his children, and the assessment of Han culture was almost the same as the assessment of witchcraft.
Equally strict.
After so many years, Sabir has long been proficient in Chinese culture.
"Sabir, I know that Master Rong Tian asked each of you to learn Chinese culture. He helped me back then, and probably had this consideration. But this does not mean that you have really learned Chinese culture. You are targeting the Xiao family.
Take action, how much do you know about the Xiao family? Especially Xiao Fan, have you ever known this person?"
“We are getting to know.”
A sarcastic smile flashed across Ye Guyu's lips again, and he said lightly: "After Master Rong Tian was injured and went into seclusion, you thought about getting to know Xiao Fan. Is it too late?"
Sabir's eyebrows suddenly raised, his face full of vigilance: "Who said the master was injured? The master was just in seclusion."
Ye Guyu smiled and said, "Sabil, I know better than you. And I know how serious his injury is. The leader of the Xili Sect faces the real person of the contemporary head of Wuji Sect
, you can’t even take advantage of it!”
"What? The real person of the contemporary head of Wuji Sect? Are you talking about Xiao Fan?"
Sabir was really shocked this time and almost jumped up.
As a magician, although he came from the far Western Regions, Sabir had certainly heard of the Wuji Sect. When Master Rong Tian talked to them about the Feng Shui School of Central Plains, the first place was the Wuji Sect.
But Sabir never thought that Xiao Fan, the eldest grandson of the Xiao family, would be the real person of the contemporary leader of the Wuji Sect.
"certainly."
"How is this possible? He, he is so young..."
Sabir looked disbelieving.
Ye Guyu said lightly: "There are so many outstanding people in this world, but you just don't have much contact with them. You don't know yourself or your enemy, and you will take action blindly. If Xiao Fan hadn't changed his fate for the elders of the Xiao family,
Master Tian made a sneak attack, but it was a fair fight. How could Master Rong Tian be so relaxed? I'm afraid he would have to go back to his hometown to heal his wounds."
"How did you know these situations?"
Sabir asked in surprise, no longer the anger he had when he first came and became extremely shocked.
Ye Guyu smiled coldly, waved his hand, and said, "Sabil, I know more than you imagined. Go back, don't interfere in this matter anymore. Since I'm here, I'll let me
Come and deal with it.”
"Impossible. I must decide this!"
Sabir said without hesitation, his tone was firm and there was no room for change.
"Okay, then you'll be the one who decides!"
To Sabir's surprise, Ye Guyu actually agreed.
However, what Ye Guyu said next made Sabir so angry that he smoked his orifices.
"Sabir, you are right. This is your Xili religion, and you should decide. However, I want to remind you, don't overestimate yourself. No matter how bad Xiao Fan is,
You are not his opponent either. Just like back then..."
"How was it back then?"
Ye Guyu smiled and said nothing more.
Back then, even if I was dying and only had one breath left, I wanted to kill you Sabir, you would have to die!