"No, no, let me put it into perspective. What do you mean by that, do you mean that your training venues are all top-notch?"
"This is a very important matter and cannot be joked about. Are you sure?"
"Well……"
Holy Son Canglang was confused at this time. Yes, their training grounds were indeed famous.
The key point is that he didn't know that Holy Son Jiaolong was not Tianzihao's training ground. If he had known earlier, he would never have said such a thing. He wasn't that stupid!
Holy Son Jiaolong stepped forward and grabbed Holy Son Canglang's face, and his emotions gradually got out of control.
"Stop hesitating here. If you have something to say, just say it directly, right? What this Holy Son wants is the truth!"
"Don't even think about deceiving this Holy Son. My Holy Son is not that stupid yet!"
These two sentences were almost squeezed out from the teeth of the Dragon Saint Son, not to mention how much he hated them!
In fact, he already knows the truth of the matter now, but he just doesn't dare to admit it.
If you put it this way, the girl in red is a bit too double-standard. This is a naked differential treatment!
Who doesn’t know that the training ground in Tianzihao is better? Who doesn’t want to live there?
There is no way that Ye Fan is qualified to live there, but he is not qualified! Who can I ask to explain this?
Seeing this scene, the Phoenix Saint turned around silently. She had nothing to say.
If I really want to say it, I can only silently mourn for Holy Son Jiaolong in my heart, which is indeed a bit miserable.
The next moment, Qilin Holy Son stepped forward, touched the bridge of his nose, and said with some embarrassment.
"Well... now is not the time to worry so much. Let's get down to business first."
"And this matter is not that important, don't you think?"
"What did you say? It's not that important. Of course it's not that important to you, because you are also Tianzihao's training ground!"
"You are all famous for your training, but I am not. Am I just a joke?"
Recalling what he said just now, Holy Son Jiaolong really had the urge to crash to death here.
Moreover, I have been in this barbaric city for such a long time, and I still haven't noticed the difference between myself and others.
If it weren't for Mark's incident today, he would still be kept in the dark. The more he thinks about it, the more angry he becomes!
"I don't care. I have to go find the Holy Lady today and ask her clearly. What does this mean? Is this Holy Son so unworthy?"
"It's really too much of a bully, bah! It's too much of a bully. I must find justice today!"
The Dragon Holy Son turned around and left angrily, but the next moment, the Qilin Holy Son appeared directly in front of him, as if teleporting, and he didn't feel it at all.
However, the Holy Son of the Dragon can no longer care about the strength of the Holy Son of the Qilin, so he can just point his finger at him.
"Are you going to stop this Holy Son again? This Holy Son has spoken ugly things in front of me today, and no one can stop me. Otherwise, don't blame this Holy Son for being rude to him!"
Qilin Holy Son said calmly.
"I didn't mean to stop you, I just wanted to remind you, don't forget what we came here to do today."
"If you miss this opportunity, there will be no such good opportunities in the future."
"If you still want to go to the Saint to question, then go ahead. You will be the only one to bear the consequences."
"this……"
The Dragon Holy Son once again fell into hesitation.
Seeing that the time had come, the Phoenix Saint stepped forward to smooth things over again.
"Yes, yes, now is not the time to worry so much, you will definitely get your justice back!"
"Don't worry, we will go to the young lady together to seek justice for you. Now we still have to put the overall situation first!"
"Okay! Let's deal with that bitch Mark Ye Fan first today. I, the Holy Son, must teach him a lesson!"
In the end, Holy Son Jiaolong resolutely vented all his anger on Ye Fan, thinking that all this was caused by Ye Fan and that Ye Fan occupied his Tianzihao training venue!
Because only in this way can his heart feel a little calm, otherwise he will explode with anger!
Ye Fan's Tianzihao training ground was located at the very back, and a group of people rushed over.
…
At the same time, the scene in the room was also a bit difficult to describe.
After some operations, Nan Yu panted and retracted her hand, but her resentful eyes were still staring at Ye Fan.
And Ye Fan had already huddled in the corner, covered with bruises, not to mention how miserable his posture was.
It’s hard to imagine that this would be Ye Fan’s current situation, after all, he was the one who beat up others before.
But there was nothing he could do. It was Nan Yu who did it this time. He didn’t dare to resist!
Not only did he not dare to resist, he also had to put on a smile to please others.
"Um... Xiaoyu! Now... your anger should be gone now!"
"What are you talking about? Your problem hasn't been solved yet. If you don't tell us why today, we're going to end up in trouble!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan really wanted to cry without tears.
"But...but we really have nothing, what can I say? You really have wronged me!"
"Xiaoyu, you should think about it carefully. She is a saint from the demon clan, and I am a cultivator from the Tianji Sect. The two of us are typical human-monsters on different paths! No matter what, we have no future!"
"As for... As for why she sent me training resources and why she gave me this Tianzihao training venue, I really don't know!"
"Maybe... maybe they are interested in my strength. Yes, yes, that's definitely the case. They want me to return to my peak condition as soon as possible, and then support the Savage City in the war."
"Xiao Yu, you really have to believe me. If you don't believe me, what's the point of my life in this world? I might as well just die!"
In the end, Ye Fan also found the trick and directly played the emotional card.
"Xiao Yu, if you really don't trust me, then give me a sword today and kill me directly!"
Ye Fan handed over the Wuxiang Sword and stretched out his neck, as if he was looking forward to death.
Looking at the looming phaseless sword in front of him, and recalling the distrust that Ye Fan just said, Nan Yu's expression finally calmed down a little.
Once he saw that it was working, Ye Fan immediately stepped up his offensive.
"Xiaoyu, you have always been my motivation to move forward, and I have always wanted to accompany you to the legendary ideal world!"
"If I didn't have these motivations, I would have fallen into the hands of those strong men long ago!"