However, before Ye Qingtian was shocked for a long time, Lao Niu glared at the time when he heard the words of the God of War.

A hoof was directly pasted on Ye Qingtian's face.

"Then you are the one who raised Ye Fan!"

"I was born and raised in the world, what does it have to do with that slinging hair?"

"Did I eat his rice?"

The old cow was very angry.

How noble is it? Now it is regarded as a beast raised by Ye Fan. It would be strange if the old cow is not angry.

However, the old Niu still showed mercy to Ye Qingtian.

Otherwise, with the current injury of the God of War, the old bull could slap him to death with a slap.

At this time, the God of War had already stood up with a bitter face.

"I'm sorry, Brother Niu."

"I was unrestrained and said the wrong thing for a moment."

Ye Qingtian also knew that he was wrong and immediately apologized to the old cow.

He didn't expect that the four-legged old cow in front of him would be so arrogant.

Sure enough, awesome people have tempers.

No, now it should be said that it is, it is awesome.

"Stop talking nonsense, are you Ye Fan's younger brother?"

"If so, just go with my old cow."

"If it's not, just stay and wait for death."

The scalper doesn't want to waste too much time here.

There are still many pig elbows waiting for him to chew?

He doesn't want to waste his precious life on this group of irrelevant people.

Ye Qingtian was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, yes, I, Ye Qingtian, are Ye Fan's younger brother."

"Not only me, all the people around me are Ye Fan's younger brothers, and we are all from Jiangdong."

What a shrewd person Ye Qingtian is.

He quickly saw the situation in front of him.

Knowing that this old cow seems to only help the Jiangdong people who are close to Ye Fan.

I simply said that they were all from Jiangdong.

"Second!"

“So many?”

Lao Niu's eyes twitched, and he was very worried because there were probably hundreds of people in front of him.

"You are really from Jiangdong?"

"All of them are Ye Fan's younger brothers?"

Lao Niu was a little suspicious and began to ask one by one.

The warriors in Yanxia are not stupid either. They know whether they can survive now, so they all rely on this old cow.

Therefore, they nodded and took the initiative to admit that they were from Jiangdong and were Ye Fan's subordinate disciples.

"That's OK."

"Since you are all, then hurry up and go back to Jiangdong."

"I don't want to stay in this broken place for a second."

Lao Niu urged everyone to leave Yanshan and head for Jiangdong.

However, among so many people, there are always some who are unwilling to give up Yanshan and return to Jiangdong.

For example, King of Fighters, Mo Gucheng!

Just as Lao Niu was about to lead everyone away from the guardian, King of Fighters Mo Gucheng walked out anxiously.

He blocked Lao Niu and said indignantly: "Why do you have to go back to Jiangdong?"

"Yanshan is clearly the holy place of Yanxia martial arts!"

"Since you can defeat Chu Yuan, you will definitely defeat Chumen."

"You have the ability to guard Yanshan."

"Also, as a Yanxia cattle, you also have the obligation to guard the Yanxia martial arts holy land!"

"So, you can't go back to Jiangdong."

"You have to stay and help us fight off Truman and guard this Yanxia Martial Arts Holy Land!"

"Compared with Yanshan, Jiangdong is just a small place. We put the holy land without guarding it, so why should we live in such a small place/"

King of Fighters Mo Gucheng said in a deep voice, his words fiercely.

But after all, it's the same meaning.

Don't go to Jiangdong!

The King of Fighters' idea undoubtedly coincides with the Sword Saint.

"The King of Fighters is right. Since you are Yanxia Niu, what you should guard should be Yanxia martial arts holy land, not the small land in Jiangdong."

"You have to stay and fight against Truman with us."

"There is no danger in Jiangdong, and no one can guard it. There is no value symbol for Yanxia martial arts, and there is nothing worthy of our guard."

"But Yanshan is the belief of Yanxia warriors and is the residence of the highest martial arts authority in Yanxia, ​​with extremely huge symbolic significance."

"I also think that even if we defend ourselves, we should guard Yanshan!"

Neither the Sword Saint nor the King of Fighters wanted to go to Jiangdong.

The God of War had also proposed it before, but they both refused.

They have feelings for Yanxia and Yanshan.

But I obviously have no feelings for Jiangdong.

Moreover, because Ye Fan came out of that place, the King of Fighters and the others were still disgraced in Jiangdong.

They really don't like this kind of place.

If you don’t guard the Yanxia martial arts holy land, why should you go to Jiangdong to guard his hometown for a dead person?

Compared with the entire Yanxia martial arts holy land, Ye Fan was obviously not worthy of letting the entire Yanxia warriors guard his hometown.

"Sword Saint, King of Fighters, when is it time? You can't let go of your personal prejudice?"

"What's the point of arguing about these things at this time?"

"The most important thing is to preserve the vitality of my Yanxia martial arts!"

When Ye Qingtian heard the words of the Sword Saint and the others, he gritted his teeth in anger.

When the disaster is approaching, the King of Fighters and the others are still obsessed with the symbolic meaning of Yanshan.

Could it be that Jiangdong is not the land of Yanxia?

When Ye Qingtian was angry, Lao Niu seemed to hear something and couldn't help but frown.

He turned his head and asked the Sword Saint and the King of Fighters: "You two are from Jiangdong? They are also from Ye Fan's younger brothers?"

At this time, everyone present looked over.

Many people are waiting for the answers from the Sword Saint.

Ye Qingtian stood next to the old cow and rushed to the sword saint to make them wink.

Let them admit that they are from Jiangdong and are Ye Fan's subordinates.

However, King of Fighters Mo Gucheng sneered: "Jiangdong?"

"I said, Jiangdong is just a small place, how can we get the title of the country of the pillars?"

"I am a good city, my ancestral home is Yanjing!"

"The land under my feet is my hometown."

"As for me, it's even more ridiculous!"

"My age is enough for Ye Fan's grandfather. How could my dignified Master of the Temple of the God of War, be his younger brother?"

Mo Gucheng smiled unyieldingly.

The Sword Saint also shook his head, refusing to say that he was from Jiangdong, and even more so, he did not admit that he was Ye Fan's subordinate.
To be continued...