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"Sabiir, Jiang Daoming no longer exists in this world. I am Ye Guyu."

After a long time, Ye Guyu spoke slowly, her voice was low and firm, her cold eyes pierced Sabir's eyes like blades, and there were faint flames jumping.

Sabir finally looked away, snorted coldly, and sat down on the golden leather sofa of the president's suit, crossing his legs.

This is a sitting posture that Sabir only learned when he came to the "Central Plains Han people".In the Western Regions, in the country where the Xilijiao Headquarters is located, most people sit cross-legged, and rarely have the habit of crossing their legs.

"Give tea to the high priest."

Ye Guyu's blade-like eyes were hidden, and he walked back slowly from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and sat down opposite Sabir, with a straight waist and an upright posture.No matter when, Ye Wang is so sharp and aggressive.

"Yes."

The two white-robed bewitching girls took orders in a low voice, their voices were as clear and melodious as larks.

These women of different races from foreign lands speak very standard and fluent Chinese.The closest people around Ye Wang can speak extremely fluent Chinese.Ye Wang never concealed his true origin from them.

I, Ye Guyu, am a Han Chinese from the far east!

Now that I'm here, I'm your king!

All Skyhawk followers must respect me, my will is your will.No matter who it is, if you don't obey Ye Wang's instructions, or follow Ye Wang's footsteps, there is only one end-death!

It only took Jiang Daoming a year to join "Sky Eagle", and he became the new leader of Sky Eagle.In front of all the core congregation, Ye Guyu used the simplest and most direct means, and sent the old leader to hell in less than ten meetings.

Tianying is a world where the strong are respected.

From then on, Jiang Daoming became Ye Guyu, the new master of thousands of Tianying disciples, and the famous King Ye in West Asia!

And all the congregants believe that it won't be long before the prestige of King Ye and Tianying will shake the whole world and make everyone frightened. As long as they hear the names of King Ye and Tianying, no matter how powerful they are, they will tremble in fear and stay up all night. sleep soundly.

The enchantress in white robe offered fragrant green tea to Ye Guyu and Sabir.

Even in the remote Western Regions, in a foreign country without a single ethnic group, Ye Guyu always only drinks green tea from the East, and never touches black tea, especially black tea with added sugar or other "mutated" tea drinks.

Sabir said coldly, "Brew me black tea with sugar."

The white-robed enchantress serving him the tea didn't seem to hear, she lightly placed the teacup in front of him, then walked slowly behind Ye Guyu and stood there without saying a word or doing anything else.

Here, only Ye Wang can give orders to them, and no one else has such qualifications.

They live and die for Ye Wang!

Ye Guyu said lightly: "Sabir, haven't you heard of the rule of doing as the Romans do when you enter the country?"

Sabir snorted coldly, put Erlang's legs down, stared straight at Ye Guyu, and said angrily: "Ye Guyu, you have to give me an explanation!"

"Explanation? Why?"

"You still ask me why? The famous Tianying can't even kill a wounded Duan Peacock. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Ye Guyu asked back in surprise: "Who said Tianying wanted to kill Duan Peacock?"

Sabir just laughed, sneering.

"If you don't kill Duan Peacock, then you sent those people to die?"

Ye Guyu nodded slightly, and said, "That's right, they are going to die."

Sabir sneered again, and simply stopped talking.

This is clearly bullshit!

Unexpectedly, the majestic master of the eagle, the "Old Man in the Mountain" of Muciyixin, the famous Ye Wang in West Asia, would actually act like a rascal in front of him.This was unexpected before Sabir came.

Ye Guyu shook his head, and said slowly: "Sabiir, you'd better not interfere in this matter. You are not qualified!"

The tone is low and flat, but the words are not polite.

Sabir was furious, and straightened up suddenly: "Ye Guyu, don't be so proud. I know you have an agreement with my master. But now the master is retreating, and I am solely responsible for everything here. Since If you are here, then everyone should coordinate. Ye Guyu, please make it clear that this is a matter of our Xili Sect, and you are here to help. There is an idiom among you Han people, which is called making too much noise."

A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Guyu's mouth, and with a slight sarcasm, he said: "Not bad, Sabir, even we Chinese idioms have been learned, although we don't use them so well."

Ye Guyu looks like he is in his thirties and less than 40 years old. Maybe his real age is older than his appearance, but he is definitely younger than Sabir.But judging by his appearance, he has no respect for Sabir.

"Isn't it? If you come to help, you must act according to our unified arrangement. You made the decision and sent those wastes to die. Not only can't help, but also exposed our purpose. What does this mean?"

"So if you don't understand, you don't understand at all."

Ye Guyu shook his head lightly again, the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth became stronger.

Sabir was almost so angry that he spat out a mouthful of old blood.If it weren't for the fact that the master was in retreat, he would definitely not want to deal with a guy like Ye Guyu.

This person's arrogance has reached an incurable level.

"Okay, I don't understand, then please explain."

Sabir took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the rage surging in his chest, and said coldly in as calm a tone as possible.

Ye Guyu was not in a hurry to speak, picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, then slowly said: "Sabir, this is a big plan, a big, big plan, do you understand? Your master has to deal with it, Not one person, nor a family. The purpose of the Witch King is not to deal with a specific enemy. Whoever hinders the implementation of this plan is the enemy of the Witch King. But, to be honest, your first target is wrong. It's gone. You... really shouldn't have chosen the Xiao family as the first target."

Speaking of this, Ye Guyu sighed softly, his sharp eyes instantly became blurred again, as if his thoughts drifted to the distance again, to the distant past.

Sabir snorted, and his face became more and more ugly.

Alarmist!

The Witch King's plan?

What master's plan is, even Sabir himself is not so clear.You, Ye Guyu, an outsider, do you know better than me, a big brother of the Xili Sect?

"The Xiao family, why did you choose the wrong one?"

Sabir suppressed his anger and asked.

Ye Guyu pondered and said: "There is a saying in the art of war of our Han people, that is to know yourself and the enemy and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles. Have you heard of it?"

Sabir snorted again.

As early as many years ago, under the request of his master, he studied Han culture.Although Sabir didn't know why, he didn't dare to disobey his master's instructions.Later, Sabir discovered that almost every junior apprentice, while the master taught them the witchcraft of the Xili religion, he also let them learn the Han culture of the Central Plains, and the requirements were very strict. The assessment, the assessment of Han culture, is almost as strict as the assessment of witchcraft.

After so many years, Sabir has long been proficient in Han culture.

"Sabier, I know that Master Rong Tian asked each of you to learn Chinese culture. He helped me back then, and he probably had this consideration in mind. But this does not mean that you have really learned Chinese culture. You are targeting the Xiao family. How much do you know about the Xiao family? Especially Xiao Fan, have you ever known this person?"

"We're learning."

A sarcastic smile flashed across Ye Guyu's mouth again, and he said lightly: "After Master Rongtian was injured and retreated, you only thought of getting to know Xiao Fan, isn't it too late?"

Sabir raised her eyebrows suddenly, her face was full of vigilance: "Who said Master was injured? Master is just retreating."

Ye Guyu smiled and said: "Sabir, I know better than you whether Patriarch Rong Tian was injured. And I also know how serious his injury is. The leader of the Xili Sect, the real person who is the current head teacher of the Wuji Sect , don’t even think about taking advantage of it!”

"What? The real person who is the current head teacher of the Promise Sect? You mean Xiao Fan?"

Sabir was really taken aback this time, and almost jumped up.

As a sorcerer, Sabir had certainly heard of the Promise Gate, even though he was from the far western regions.When Master Rong Tian talked with them about the schools of Feng Shui in the Central Plains, the Wuji Gate was the first one he ranked.

But Sabir never imagined that Xiao Fan, the eldest grandson of the Xiao family, would be the current head teacher of Wuji Sect.

"of course."

"How is this possible? He, he is so young..."

Sabir was full of disbelief.

Ye Guyu said lightly: "There are many talented and outstanding people in this world, but you don't have much contact with them. You don't know yourself or the enemy, and you act blindly. If it wasn't for Xiao Fan who changed his fate against the sky for Xiao's parents, let him Patriarch Tian made a sneak attack, but fought fairly, how could Patriarch Rong Tian be so relaxed, I'm afraid he has to go back to his hometown to heal his injuries."

"How do you know these things?"

Sabir asked in bewilderment, the anger when he first arrived had long since disappeared, and he became extremely shocked.

Ye Guyu smiled coldly, waved his hands, and said, "Sabir, I only know more than you can imagine. Go back, and don't meddle in this matter. Since I'm here, let me to deal with."

"Impossible. This matter must be decided by me!"

Sabir said without hesitation, his tone was decisive, and there was no room for turning around.

"Okay, then it's up to you!"

To Sabir's surprise, Ye Guyu agreed.

However, Ye Guyu's next words made Sabir so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke.

"Sabir, you are right. This is a matter for your Xili sect, and it should be up to you to decide. However, I want to remind you, you must not overestimate yourself. No matter how seriously Xiao Fan is injured, You are not his opponent either. Just like back then..."

"How was it back then?"

Ye Guyu smiled and said nothing.

Back then, even if I was dying and had only one breath left, if I wanted to kill you Sabir, you would have to die! (To be continued.)