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Chapter 1918 Is the level of education not high?

 "The leader of Zhong came to the Dark Night Forest, and Ye should have come out early to greet him."

The person who came here looked to be about fifty years old, with delicate features, elegant temperament, and a strong scholarly air in his movements. He was actually a handsome old man, but for some unknown reason, his eyebrows and eyes looked a bit haggard and a bit haggard.

She was very frustrated and said, "I'm rude for taking so long to meet you. Please forgive me."

"In this primitive place, I met a few old acquaintances."

Zhong Wen stared straight at his face, filled with emotion, and said word by word, "But I never expected that the so-called all-round Master of the Dark Night Forest Territory is actually you, Senior Night King!"

"Yaoh?"

The old handsome guy was stunned when he heard this, and his expression suddenly felt strange, "Are you talking about me?"

"Night King Night East Wind."

Zhong Wen stared into his eyes, smiled lightly and said, "Isn't it you, senior?"

It turns out that the Dark Night Forest Territory Lord was actually a super strong man who had an encounter with Zhong Wen and Shangguan Mingyue in the fragments of time and space, and gave him the "Yi Qi Hunyuan Jin". He was honored as "Ye Qi" by the ancient cultivation world.

"King's Night East Wind".

And his other identity is one of the super bosses Zhong Wen has faced, Ye Jiangnan's biological father.

"Ye's full name is indeed Ye Dongfeng."

The old handsome guy pondered for a moment and said with some confusion, "I just don't know where the title Night King comes from?"

"It's true."

Zhong Wen had a good impression of Ye Dongfeng. He had benefited from the World Tree earlier. After thinking for a moment, he simply answered truthfully, "Actually, I was born in the Three Saints Realm, where the world respectfully calls you the Night King."

"I see!"

Only then did Ye Dongfeng suddenly realize, "Back then, I was so disheartened that I randomly discarded the seeds of chaos in the lower realm. It seems that the clone is doing well, so that's good, that's good."

"I wonder if there are any seniors..."

Zhong Wen's mind twitched, and he suddenly blurted out, "Heir?"

Obviously, even though three years have passed, Ye Jiangnan's cunning and strength still make him feel lingering fear. Although he knows that the life trajectories of the original body and the chaos clone are different, he still can't help but wonder if Ye Dongfeng has the same person in this original land.

Niubi's son.

"No."

Unexpectedly, Ye Dongfeng's expression suddenly darkened, as if he had been stabbed in a painful spot. His face was filled with sadness, and there were even faint tears in his eyes.

"Feel sorry."

Zhong Wen's heart tightened. He knew that he had asked the wrong question, so he apologized profusely and said, "It was the junior who was rude."

"Forgive me, Alliance Leader Zhong."

Realizing that he had lost his composure, Ye Dongfeng calmed down, quietly wiped the water stains from the corners of his eyes, and regained his gentleness and elegance, "It has been many years since Zhuo Jing passed away, and Ye did not have a second marriage, so he did not give birth to a son and a half. I am ashamed, ashamed."

What a seed of infatuation!

Zhong Wen's face turned serious, and he couldn't help but admire Ye Dongfeng's single-mindedness. Thinking of his playboy mentality of falling in love with everyone he met, he felt somewhat ashamed of himself.

etc!

Brother Qi said that Sister Fan already has a sweetheart.

But Sister Fan claims to be alone and not married.

Could it be that Sister Fan's sweetheart is him?

An idea flashed in Zhong Wen's mind, and he connected several pieces of information together. The image of Fan Xuerou's sweetheart in Qi Baiyu's mouth immediately overlapped with the image of Ye Dongfeng in front of him.

"Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in the sky, Senior Ye, my condolences."

He carefully spoke words of comfort and said, "You have stayed as a widower for the honor of Madam. Madam Ye is still alive in heaven, and I am sure she will be very touched by your thoughts."

"She is the best woman in the world. By following me, I have really wronged her."

Ye Dongfeng raised his head and stared at the roof of the tree cave. A trace of sadness, a trace of nostalgia, and endless tenderness flashed in his eyes. He murmured softly, "For her, everything is worth it."

"Senior's affection for your wife is truly admirable to this junior."

Zhong Wen couldn't help but sigh with sincerity, "It's just that Mrs. Ye has a spirit in heaven, and I'm afraid and don't want to see you living alone for half of your life because of her."

"This is such a mess at Ye's house."

Ye Dongfeng shook his head gently and replied calmly, "How dare you trouble the leader of Zhong."

His persistence, which has lasted for countless thousands of years, obviously cannot be easily shaken by a few words from a stranger.

"Brother Zhong, please don't mention it again. Senior, just call me Zhong Wen."

Zhong Wen was not discouraged and continued to get close to him, "Speaking of which, when I was in the Three Saints Realm, I had benefited from you a lot, and I had long wanted to find an opportunity to repay you, so when I saw you feeling sad for your love, I decided to

I dare to give you some advice, and please forgive me if there is any overstep. However, as the saying goes, the dead are gone, and the living are like this. We living people must bear the pain and move on, so as to live up to the protection and protection of our deceased relatives.

bless."

"The dead are dead, are the living like this...?"

Ye Dongfeng's face changed slightly, and he repeated these eight words in a low voice. His eyes changed, and he actually fell into deep thought. After a long while, he sighed, "What a good word, what a good word!"

Is this a good word?

Is it possible that Senior Ye may seem polite but actually his level of education is not that high?

Zhong Wen didn't expect that a casual remark from his past life would elicit such a response. Following the "Xinhua Sutra Pavilion", he couldn't help but secretly complain about Ye Dongfeng's cultural level.

But he didn't know that although there were many people in the Dark Night Forest who cared about Ye Dongfeng and hoped that he would get over the past and get back on his feet, there were only very few people who could really talk to him.

As he was trapped deeper and deeper in the grief of his wife's death, his personality gradually became weird, and he cut off contact with almost everyone, only maintaining some necessary contact with Fan Xuerou.

However, Fan Xuerou's female identity destined her to be inconvenient to express her opinions on Ye Dongfeng's love life.

In other words, in this huge dark night forest, no one can comfort the depressed Lord Territory Lord.

As a result, Zhong Wen's less than stellar remarks became a brand new experience for Ye Dongfeng, which shocked him and made him deeply moved.

"You are a cheerful person, so I just call you Zhong Wen."

After a period of silence, Ye Dongfeng spoke again, his tone unknowingly softened a lot, but he had bypassed personal matters and changed the subject very naturally, "Zhong Wen, Xuerou sent me a letter not long ago, mentioning you for

The flowing wind returned to the snow, and then the World Tree appeared again because of you. I made an exception and came to meet you. However, the reserve of this elixir is too small now. Your alliance wants to obtain a continuous supply. I, Dark Night Forest

I’m afraid that I may have too much ambition but not enough strength…”

"Senior Ye, let's end the matter of Liu Feng Hui Xue."

Zhong Wen waved his hand and said, "But this junior does have something to ask for."

"But it doesn't matter."

Ye Dongfeng couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly, "As long as I can do my best, Ye will never refuse."

"To be honest, in order to refine a top-grade elixir, this junior was destroyed by the calamity in the alchemy furnace."

Zhong Wen did not hide it, but said truthfully, "I heard that my senior is the world's best weapon refiner, so I want to shamelessly ask you to build a top-level pill furnace that can withstand the catastrophe. Of course, you can pay anything.

Open your mouth, I think I still have some wealth, I think I won’t let you suffer a loss."

"Oh? It turns out that Zhong Wen, you are also an alchemy master who can cause heavenly catastrophe!"

Hearing him mention the elixir tribulation, Ye Dongfeng immediately became interested, "Ye has a little knowledge of this method. I wonder how many thunder tribulations you have experienced in total while refining that elixir?"

"Ten ways." Zhong Wen replied honestly.

"What!"

Ye Dongfeng's expression changed, and he almost jumped up. For a moment, he forgot his demeanor and instinctively refuted loudly, "That's nonsense! There are at most nine pill tribulations. Where did the tenth path come from? Are you deceiving me because I am old and ignorant?"

"

At this moment, Zhong Wen's image in his mind plummeted, almost directly being equated with negative terms such as liar and delusional person.

"This is the elixir. Isn't it nonsense..."

Regarding his reaction, Zhong Wen seemed to have expected it. He just smiled slightly, turned his right hand, and a crystal clear hand-torn King of Hell instantly appeared in his palm, and slowly handed it to him, "Senior will know it at a glance."

A rich medicinal fragrance that cannot be described in words instantly permeates the entire tree hole. The rich fragrance is refreshing and makes people feel comfortable and relaxed.

"This this……"

Ye Dongfeng trembled all over, his eyes widened, and he stared closely at the elixir in Zhong Wen's hand. He felt that his mouth was dry, his blood flow was accelerating, and his heart was beating fast, almost jumping out of his throat, "This is a god."

Dan, the real magic pill!”

After all, he is a person who is known as the world's best alchemy master. With just one glance, he actually saw the real extraordinary thing about tearing the King of Hell apart.

"Zhong Wen, what exactly is this elixir of yours..."

Just when Zhong Wen was secretly proud, Ye Dongfeng suddenly grabbed his sleeve and, regardless of what was happening, started talking urgently about issues related to alchemy.

At first, Zhong Wen only answered a few polite questions. Unexpectedly, both of them were masters of alchemy. In a few words, sparks sparked, and the interest immediately increased. The more they chatted, the more speculative they became, and they couldn't stop at all.

After that, the topic expanded from elixirs and alchemy to other areas such as weapon refining, spiritual patterns and formations. Ye Dongfeng was pleasantly surprised to find that Zhong Wen actually had great research in these fields. Even if he was not as good as himself, he still

There is no doubt that he has reached the top level in the world. His words are full of insights and insights, which inspire him from time to time.

Zhong Wen benefited a lot from Ye Dongfeng's profound knowledge and extreme talent, and was shocked. He couldn't help but feel deeply ashamed of his previous suspicion that the other party was "not well educated".

As if they had met true soul mates, the two of them talked eloquently and endlessly. They held a candle and talked all night long, with no intention of stopping at all.

The two of them were so focused that they didn't even notice that during this period, a pretty girl in red pushed in the door and stared at the two dancing and salivating men for a long time. They couldn't find a chance to interrupt, and they couldn't find a chance to interrupt.

I had no choice but to leave quietly.


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