Just as he was thinking about it, Xue Linger, who was dressed in simple clothes, came quickly and held his arm tightly, with excitement and great surprise on his face.
"Master Wentian, it's really you!"
Xue Ling'er's bright eyes and white teeth were so beautiful and ethereal that people couldn't help but like her. She cried with joy and actually threw herself into Wentian's arms.
"This? Girl..."
Wentian was still a little unaccustomed to the feeling of one person having two identities, so his reaction was a little hesitant.
Before Ip Man was born, he had a very good relationship with Xue Linger. Although the relationship was nominally a master-servant relationship, in reality they were childhood sweethearts. They grew up together and their relationship was as close as that of brother and sister.
Therefore, it is reasonable that Xue Linger was so excited when she saw him at this moment that she even threw herself into his arms.
"girl?"
When Xue Linger heard his words, she suddenly raised her head, a tearful smile blooming on her moving face.
"Isn't she a girl? Hehe, Master Wentian, why do you call me the same way you did when you were a child?"
This made him feel embarrassed for a moment. He called out the girl's name while hesitating.
In Ye Wentian's memory, he called Xue Ling'er many names: girl, girl, Ling'er, and sister.
He chose girl after thinking because this was the title he called girls the most when he was on earth.
Seeing his strange expression, Xue Ling'er said quickly: "Okay, okay! Stingy, I won't mention the embarrassing things about you when you were a child. Just be a girl! The most important thing is that you are back. Do you know, you
In the past two years since they disappeared, Ling'er and grandpa have almost gone crazy with anxiety."
"Grandpa? Oh, is the old man okay?"
Xue Linger was just about to answer when her expression suddenly became extremely panicked.
"Master, run quickly. It's the 'God of Plague' who is chasing me..."
As soon as she finished speaking, a young man in brocade clothes with a ferocious expression appeared a few meters away.
He looked intently and saw the 'God of Plague'.
Wen Shen was three years older than him, tall and burly, with a frivolous look on his face, and his eyes were full of lust and greed.
He shook his head, his eyes shot towards Wen Shen like swords, and said coldly: "This bastard who has parents and no education, I must teach him a lesson today."
Seeing his expression, Xue Ling'er was stunned for a moment and thought to herself, is this still my original young master? The original cowardice and timidity are gone."
But thinking of Wen Shen's methods, she couldn't help but pull up Wentian and run away.
"He is a cultivator and we are not his opponents, young master. Have you forgotten the insult he gave you last year?"
Wentian looked calm, stabilized her figure, and said confidently: "This moment is the same, Ling'er, don't worry. Today I am no longer the frail and cowardly Ye Wentian of the past."
"Master?"
Seeing that he looked at ease and his eyes were full of confidence, Xue Linger stopped trying to persuade him despite hesitation. But she was very confused. The young master she saw today was very different from the young master a year ago. No.
No more timidity, more confidence, no more panic, more calmness.
Wentian asked her in a low voice: "Why did you offend him?"
Xue Ling'er said angrily: "This bastard said that you... said that you are dead and grandpa is missing. He insists on taking care of me for you and takes me home to be his concubine in the eleventh room. I won't obey.
, he harassed me every day. Today he even tried to belittle me, and then brought someone to arrest me and take me back to the Wen family."
"This bastard, I will never let him off lightly today." Wentian sneered, and a captivating cold aura suddenly burst out from his body.
"Master, there are many of them, and they are all disciples of the Sendai Sect. We..."
Wentian saw the word "Ling Dong" embroidered on the chest of Wen Shen's robe, and sneered: "So what if there are many people? What about the disciples of Xiantai? They are just some junior monks who have just entered the spiritual source realm, with the strength of the Lingshi level.
.Although I am not a monk, I can knock down a strong cow with one punch. Are their bodies stronger than cows?"
His expression was calm and calm, which surprised Xue Linger.
"Kill a strong cow with one punch?"
He nodded and pulled Xue Linger behind him.
"Master, when did you become so powerful?" Xue Ling'er, the boss with a small mouth, looked at him in horror.
He scratched his head, his eyes were clear, he pinched Xue Ling'er's little face that was pale due to nervousness, and whispered: "I have been so powerful for a long time, I just didn't tell you."
"Master, you can't be joking, they are all monks." Xue Ling'er looked at him and said still a little worried.
"Don't worry, they can't do it! Unless their cultivation reaches the level of Spirit Source Secret Realm or above, with my current strength, even if there are ten or twenty of them, they are no match for me."
At this moment, Wen Shen, the young master of the Wen family, nicknamed the 'God of Plague', approached the two of them.
"Oh? Isn't this Young Master Ye? What? He disappeared for more than a year and came back to seek abuse?" Wen Shen's expression was gloomy, and his eyes were full of disdain when he looked at Wentian.
He looked at Wen Shen coldly, his eyes as sharp as swords. A cold roar came out, the sound was so loud that it made people feel cold in the face.
"roll!"
Wen Shen did not expect that he, who was so timid in the past, would be uncharacteristically cold and bold today.
"Ye Wentian, who the hell are you talking to? Don't be so shameless and have the sense to keep Xue Linger here. For Xue Linger's sake, I don't have to torture you. Otherwise?"
He sneered and shouted: "What else?"
"Otherwise I'll let you die!" Wen Shen roared coldly and looked at Xue Linger, his expression full of greed.
Wentian had a calm smile on his face, showing a calmness that was very different from his age.
"Yeah?"
Taking advantage of Wen Shen's unpreparedness, the moment the words rang out, he suddenly took action and punched Wen Shen hard, hitting Wen Shen's chest.
"You fucking..."
Wen Shen punched him, and his face suddenly turned pale, with sweat pouring from his forehead. He groaned miserably, clutching his chest, and fell onto the giant octopus.
"Bastard, you fucking dare to hit me..."
Wentian sneered, and his whole body exuded an innate cold aura that was heart-wrenching. He flew up and kicked Wen Shen in the stomach, causing Wen Shen to howl in agony.
"So what if I beat you? How dare you call me a bastard? I think you are a bastard. You are a bastard. Your parents are bastards too. Your whole family is a bastard. How dare you call yourself the God of Plague?
, I think you are just a piece of shit."
While sneering, he opened his mouth and spat at Wen Shen who was lying on the ground, then raised his foot and stepped hard on Wen Shen's face.
Wen Shen roared angrily, his eyes full of viciousness.
He is the second young master of the Wen family in Xiantai City and an outer disciple of the Sendai Sect. He has a distinguished status. He has always abused others. When has he been abused by others? He roared angrily: "You bastard, there is no one in Sendai City."
Anyone dares to touch my Second Young Master Wen..."