The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 463: The Mithril Race is coming
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Ye Chen gently hugs the woman who is gradually nurturing, who is getting better and better. He looked over the gate and saw Xiao Qingyu standing by the sword, his pupils were like swords, and his face was as deep as water.
But Ye Chen didn't put him in his eyes at all. Instead, he hugged Yao'er tighter and stroked the top of her head with one hand.
"Um."
Yao'er's mouth makes a comfortable cry like a cat.
Yao'er's return is a major event for the entire courtyard. For the first time in a few months, Mr. Zhu laughed happily, cooked and cooked a table of medicinal meals. The surrounding neighbors were also a sensation, and the aunt personally sent a chicken and called it to her daughter.
The family is just like before.
"Brother, many fun things have been born in the past few months. There are many grandpas with white beards in the temple, and they teach Yao'er different things every day. Grandpa Wang is good at alchemy, and Grandpa Zhao can fly swords. And Grandpa Qi can tame animals, he promised to give me a cute pet..."
Yao'er twittered like a little sparrow.
Ye Chen knew that the white beard grandfathers she was talking about were the elders in the spiritual temple. As the few strong pill condensing powers of the Chinese, every elder has a lofty status among the Chinese.
"Grandpa was very curious about my brother and asked me a lot about my brother. He also said that if Yao'er comes back, he must say hello to his brother."
"By the way, brother, I saw Master Xiao Qingyu. Although everyone said Master Xiao Qingyu was cold and unsmiling. But every time I saw Yaoer, Master Xiao Qingyu would laugh. Once, I saw Master Xiao Qingyu One sword splits a water monster king the size of a mountain, and one sword splits into two..."
When Yao'er said this, she suddenly took a look at Ye Chen with some worry in her beautiful eyes, and she quietly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Ye Chen was nothing unusual.
Several months of practice has not only allowed Yao'er to become an immortal cultivator and to enter the realm of physical cultivation. Let her know that Ye Chen, who was once regarded as a deity, was actually not very strong.
Those extremely cruel North Sea monsters are invincible monsters to ordinary people. However, in the eyes of the cultivator, there are only a few small fierce beasts of the level of foundation and body cultivating. Compared with Xiao Qingyu of the Sword Slashing Water Demon King, it is not worth mentioning.
After staggering this topic, Yaoer stopped mentioning Xiao Qingyu's affairs, and talked more about interesting things in the spiritual temple, fearing that Ye Chen would be irritated.
Regarding this, both Ye Chen and Zhu Lao, naturally noticed, smiled at each other, and said nothing.
In the end, Yao'er said sternly: "Brother, let Yao'er protect you in the future. I will become stronger and more powerful, and I will never ask my brother to take risks for me."
"Okay, brother is waiting for you."
Ye Chen smiled and nodded, and shaved the little girl's nose, but his eyes were indifferent.
Yao'er didn't stay in the small courtyard for long that night. The people from the spiritual temple came, and the person for whom was Xiao Qingyu with a stinking face.
"Holy woman, it's time to go back." Xiao Qingyu's face was cold.
"Master Xiao Qingyu, can't you stay any longer?"
Yao'er got up, her face full of dismay.
Before Xiao Qingyu spoke, Hua Nongyu on the side sternly said: "The road of cultivation is very difficult. You are my Chinese saint. You must not be slack in the slightest. Otherwise, how will you support my clan in the future? Protect the common people. ?"
Yao'er turned around and looked at Ye Chen and Zhu Lao for help. She kept pulling the corner of Ye Chen's clothes with her little hands, looking down at her toes, and still didn't want to leave. Finally, Ye Chen smiled and touched her little head, saying that there will be opportunities to meet in the future. The little girl turned her head one step at a time and was surrounded by many monks.
Before Xiao Qingyu left, he didn't say a word to Ye Chen, but just glanced coldly, as if Ye Chen wasn't worth his mouth twice.
And Hua Nongyu gave Ye Chen a fierce look, it seems that as long as he is there, Yao'er will become reluctant to make progress.
From then on, Yao'er can go back to the courtyard once in a while.
Every time Ye Chen asks her, he learns that it was the grandfather who spoke and tried to push her back home. According to Ye Chen's guess, that grandfather should be Hua Qianling, the Chinese elder.
This is the oldest monk of the Chinese ethnic group, the great elder of the spiritual temple, and the leader of the entire spiritual temple and even the Chinese ethnic group.
"The forbidden areas in the spiritual temple seem to be known only by the great elder. Others may not know the secrets of the entire Chinese people, but he shouldn’t understand. Should I find time to go What about this Hua Qianling?"
Ye Chen frowned slightly, as if he was making a decision.
In the sixth month after Ye Chen arrived in South China City, suddenly one day, he felt that the atmosphere of the whole South China City began to grow dignified. In the sky, the escape lights flew quickly, gathering from all directions, and falling in the spiritual temple. Every escape light radiated into the sky, and the whole spiritual temple was shining thoroughly.
It is said that all the strong pill condensing members of the Chinese have gathered in the spiritual temple. That night, there was a roaring bell in the spiritual temple. The four gates opened wide, representing the most elite of the Imperial Forest Army, marching out in groups like a forest, heading out of the city*.
"Master, I heard that it was the Mithril tribe who attacked, and all the Chinese monks, under the orders of the Spirit Temple, have carried out a general mobilization and are preparing to fight to the death."
Lao Zhu inquired about the news.
"The Mithril Clan?"
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but snorted in his heart. He didn't take the initiative to find the Mithril Clan to settle the account, but they came to die by themselves.
"The enmity between the Chinese and the Mithril tribe has been around for a long time. The Mithril tribe has always wanted to annex the Chinese."
The neighbors, aunts, and others are worried.
The Chinese people stand tall in the Northern Peninsula and have many enemies, but the North Sea Monster is just a minor problem. The biggest enemy is the Mithril clan. If it weren't for the Mithril clan that had many enemies and the Chinese had a backing, it might not be able to support it.
"Unfortunately, my clan does not have a true monarch, otherwise I would not be bullied by the Mithril clan."
The next door, Uncle Liu clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said: "I don't know when Master Xiao Qingyu can break through the golden core."
"It is said that in Nanyucheng, in the far south of the Southern Islands, a true monarch with the surname Ye came out. He was a Chinese, and even the gold and silver were killed. It is a pity that he was killed in a flash and was chased by the three guards. Death, otherwise how dare the Mithril tribe be rampant?"
Another neighbor, Suan Xiucai, shook his head and sighed.
Many Chinese people have heard about the news about that true monarch. But Ye Chen disappeared as soon as he appeared. Many people have heard that he was secretly killed by Wang Ting Sanwei.
This made countless Chinese people sigh.
When Ye Chen heard this, he looked on with cold eyes and didn't speak. He was waiting for the Mithril ancestor to come up and die by himself.
……
On this day, Ye Chen, who was practicing in retreat, suddenly opened his eyes and looked out the window.
At this time, the sky outside South China City was suddenly shrouded in black clouds. Black clouds are rolling, coming from the city. Look carefully, what kind of dark cloud is that. But countless alien armies riding on monsters. Two-meter-high, a tiger-backed and silver-colored alien warrior, riding on an alien animal, covered the sky and covered the sun. It's endless, there are a hundred thousand.
The dozens of Mithril tribes especially for this are extremely tyrannical. They are all strong in the Pill Condensation Stage, and the one standing in the middle is actually Yin Lingzi.
"Hua Qianling, you shrunk tortoise, get out of me!"