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Chapter 209: Cooking Wine on Heroes (Part 1)

west desert

Stepping into Dawucheng in the capital at Baiye, I flew into the Emperor Wu Palace in the center of the city in a few flashes. The ten pavilions of Dawuma are lined up as far as the eye can see. This is the only place in the middle of Dawucheng.

Two charming figures flew towards him, one in red and one in blue clothes. Bai Ye smiled knowingly, and the two delicate figures threw themselves into his arms, one on the left and the other on the right. Bai Ye raised his head slightly, looked down at the two women and grinned.

: "How are the two young geniuses practicing recently? Did you feel lazy while I was away?"

The two girls were Jiang Si and Jiang Da. When he left, they entered the Baibing Pavilion and were highly regarded. They were called the last hope of the joint attack, and they were known as the 'Dawu Shuangshu'!

The two women looked at each other and smiled, hugged his arm, punched Bai Ye's chest with their small fists, and said in unison: "We are not lazy, we are only half-stepping the sacred bridge. The master said that we are inexperienced in fighting.

Otherwise, we can defeat the first level of Shenqiao."

The two little girls looked dissatisfied, but they clung to his arms, grinding their teeth angrily, their small noses twitching slightly.

"Now there are undercurrents and turbulence outside. You must not slack off and try your best to make yourself stronger." Bai Ye rubbed the heads of the two girls with a look of doting on them.

The two girls have followed him early. Although they have not known each other for a long time, they have a very good relationship. The two girls have always relied on him.

Two more figures flew by. Hou Junshi and Zhao Xinyue landed one after another and walked quickly to Bai Ye. Their temperaments were obviously sublimated, and their auras were strong and restrained. Hou Junshi had a worried look on his face: "Lord Martial God has left seclusion and is waiting for you in Siye Hall.

, the battle is not small, probably because you are the tenth person in eternity, this title carries too much weight!"

The tenth person in all eternity, there are only nine people in the history of monasticism who have accomplished the feat of winning a battle in a larger realm. Even many great emperors cannot do it, and Bai Ye is the tenth person since the ancient times!

The threat of this name to the monks can be said to be second only to the Emperor of Han, who was only one step away from the Great Emperor. This battle between the two mortal countries has attracted too much attention. Two cultivators with the most special imperial path faced each other and directly competed.

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Lin Yuxue's "quasi-Taoist" Zhao Xinyue, who is highly valued by the palace, is like a fairy in the dust, with a beautiful brow: "Half a month ago, the young master of Taize Palace, Zhong Xinzheng, came to pay homage to the mountain, and Lord Wu Shen went out.

Suddenly, be careful."

The Taize Palace is so powerful that the entire cultivating world does not want another peerless genius to threaten them. The forces within are complicated and complicated, and no one knows what Zhong Xinzheng was talking about when he worshiped the mountain.

Bai Ye closed his sleeves and said calmly: "I believe that Emperor Wu's choice will destroy his wings... But this Zhong Xinzheng is a little annoyed, he is everywhere."

The death of Senior Sister Chen Qiyu, the incident in Wuhen Valley, and Wanyanqing's rebellion are all covered by the shadow of the young master of Taize Palace.

Wang Hua once said, don't compete with hypocrites for fame, don't compete with real villains for profit, don't compete with common men for their recklessness. Bai Ye will not take it seriously, and the conspiracy and tricks will not come to the fore.

"Brother Ye... how about I contact Zhou Shan and the others to make some preparations?" Jiang Si narrowed her eyes with a hint of coldness, and Zhong Xinzheng's worship of Shan made her smell an unusual smell.

Zhou Shan was the former butler of Ye Pavilion. After Bai Ye helped them awaken their attributes, he became an official disciple. The eight of them have a close relationship and are a moderate force.

"No need, you go back to practice, I will find you later."

Bai Ye whispered a word, and the figure suddenly disappeared as soon as he stepped under his feet. The next moment he appeared a hundred feet away, and disappeared again in the blink of an eye. Hou Junshi's eyes froze: "What a terrifying movement technique!"

He had sparred with Bai Ye twice, and he was slightly inferior to those of the same level. At that time, he deliberately suppressed his realm. Now that they are at the same level, he thinks that Bai Ye's current combat power is much stronger than him.

The Sea of ​​Bitterness will defeat the Divine Bridge, but what kind of fighting power will it be when you step onto the Divine Bridge now?



In the Siye Hall, there is a rosewood table, and a mysterious figure sits on the left, wearing a coarse linen shirt and a red mask on his face. From his breath, he can tell that he is a middle-aged man.

"sit."

As soon as Bai Ye walked into the hall, the masked man raised his hand and motioned for him to sit on the opposite side. Bai Ye sat down on the right side without being humble or arrogant, and said with a smile: "Lord Martial God, it is better to be famous than to meet him. He is indeed extraordinary!"

The 'Great Martial God', who is very famous in the mortal world, especially in the Western Desert, waved his hand: "Baiye, your reputation is unparalleled. Once you become famous, the world will only know this. If Emperor Wu hears your name, he will not know it."

What to think."

The implication is that the three secret orders of Emperor Wu to recall Bai Ye were not issued by Emperor Wu, but by him, the God of War.

For a moment, he couldn't figure out what the god of war meant. Bai Ye said tentatively: "Sir, you are joking. There are so many masters of Hidden Dragons and Crouching Tigers in the world. I didn't have many impressive achievements in my debut, but the young master of Taize Palace and the others

They are all renowned for their unparalleled reputation after having gone through hundreds of battles, how can this kid dare to say that he is the best in the limelight!"

Hahaha……!

The God of War raised his head and laughed, raised his hand, and the maid brought over a white jade wine pot and a pile of green plums. He poured a glass of rice wine and pushed it to Bai Ye, and said with a smile: "Young man is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and he is a good young man who cultivates Taoism.

"

He stretched out his hand to pick up the wine glass, and saw several black dot-like green ants floating in the glass. This was Saibei's famous wine 'Green Ant', which he had tasted once with two senior brothers in Licheng.

But the difference is that this time the wine is boiled. He imitates the God of War and picks up three or two plums and throws them into the boiling wine. He has heard that it is popular in the Western Desert to boil wine and add medicinal herbs or green fruits. In the cold weather

West Desert has the effect of nourishing qi and activating blood.

Hearing this, Bai Ye lowered his hands and said with a smile: "I didn't want to come up with this name. As the old saying goes, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. A stable life is more suitable for me. I'll leave it to Emperor Wu and the others to fight for the throne!"

The sentence was half-truth and half-false with a smile, and seemed to be the truth spoken casually. In this era, no one from the Han Emperor to the ordinary monks wanted to be emperor. This time the God of War urgently summoned him back with unclear intentions.

It's better to be careful.

"That's the correct answer, but I can't find another young man in the world with a reputation as great as yours. Do you really not want to try your best to become an emperor?"

The voice of the God of War sounded slowly. His red-faced mask showed no emotion or anger. His voice was calm and indifferent. His eyes were fixed on the green plums floating in the wine glass in front of him, and he smiled without raising his head:

"In terms of heroes, the only ones in the world are Young Master Ye and Han Dier..."

The implication is that Bai Ye has the best chance of proving the truth to the Han Emperor and becoming emperor, even Emperor Wu is a bit weaker. These words are profound and have the intention of flattering him.

Ding!

Bai Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he stood up quickly, bowed his head, and said in a trembling voice: "How can He De, the boy, compare with Emperor Han? There are too many people in the world who are better than me. I know that my talent is mediocre, and it is difficult to compare with Emperor Wu."

If you want to compete, you should rest assured and be my disciple of Emperor Wu Palace."

There was a silence after the words fell, and you could hear the drop of a needle. Bai Ye did not raise his head, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and a drop of cold sweat fell into the wine glass under him, causing ripples...

Hahaha!

There was a burst of laughter, and the voice of the God of War came from the other side: "Drink, drink, why are you so serious!"


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