Campus Supreme Soldier King

Chapter 511

Zhushan North Road Lian Yundang, Xuan Huang under the gray dog.

Ye Bai was chewing these two sentences over and over again, trying to understand the deep meaning in them, but he still couldn't comprehend them.

Soon, the two came to the smoky street again, Qingli was very disgusted with it, and was not willing to come in at all.

But miraculously, today's streets are much quieter than usual, quite different from usual.

There is no more music, no punches and foul language from drunken men, not even a ghost on the street.

All the shops were closed, and there were only a few beer bottles left on the messy streets, which were blown by the wind and rolled up and down on the ground, making a crisp sound.

Both Qingli and Ye Bai couldn't help being very puzzled, with a hint of ominous premonition.

You must know that the shops here are all nightclubs and bars. When are the bars and nightclubs closed?They are all open 24 hours, otherwise how can they satisfy so many customers?
The street was surprisingly quiet today, and there were still a few newspapers swaying in the wind on the ground. The scene was extremely strange.

Qingli was a little scared, and couldn't help but grabbed Ye Bai's arm.

"What's the situation..."

Even if Qingli is a master of the Xuan rank, she is still a woman after all, so she is still a little afraid of such ghosts and gods.

Ye Bai didn't care, he just felt that there must be demons in every event, and he could clearly feel that there were many powerful auras around him.

"what!"

Suddenly a scream came from the front, making Qingli tremble.

"Brother!"

Xiong Tairan's voice was very familiar to him, Qingli followed that voice and blasted out with a palm, a gust of wind directly broke a big hole in the rolling shutter door of the shop.

Qingli kicked over the entire gate, seeing what was going on inside, he was instantly furious.

"who are you!"

At this time, Xiong was lying on the ground calmly, dripping with blood, with a drunken face, red eyes, and a bottle of Glenfiddich in his hand, tremblingly pouring it into his mouth, as if all this had nothing to do with him, The person who was beaten was not like him.

Qingli was trembling with anger, angry with these bastards, and also angry with his senior brother.

If Xiong Tairan wanted to fight back, how could these scumbags be his opponents?
"Who are we? Little girl Pianzi, you are not here to seek death, are you?"

Suddenly, a strong aura emanated from the dozen or so men in black robes in front of him, causing Qingli's face to change slightly.

These people are all Xuan-rank masters?

There are quite a few Xuan-level masters that I see in China on weekdays, but this is the first time Qingli has seen a foreign Xuan-level master. Although the aura on his body is no different from theirs, and he also uses true energy to defend against the enemy, but it seems that he always It's a little strange.

I thought they were just ordinary bastards, but I didn't expect that these people were all masters.

Qingli drew the soft sword from his waist, ready to fight with the opponent.

Ye Bai didn't take a weapon. Although there were many people on the other side, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with them.

Just when the war between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out, and it seemed that they were about to fight.

Suddenly a voice came from behind, "Stop."

The voice is very standard Chinese, the characters are round, thick and powerful, and Qingli seems to have a familiar feeling.

Ye Bai's face became completely gloomy at this time, he was too familiar with this voice, Ye Pingsheng!
The back door opened slowly, and a red figure came out from behind the dozen or so people. Ye Pingsheng came out wearing a very exaggerated red cloak, with a half-smile expression on his face, seeing Ye Bai and Qingli seemed a little bit Not surprised.

Seeing Ye Pingsheng, the dozen or so men in black robes saluted respectfully.

"See the Bishop!"

That kind of respectful attitude was like they respected the Golden Crow back then. It was obvious that Ye Pingsheng's position was aloof, and he had firmly become the core figure of the Black Vatican.

After seeing Ye Bai and Qingli, Ye Pingsheng had a playful smile on his face.

"My son is really filial. At the beginning, this woman almost killed me. Now you are with her? Why, become my daughter-in-law?"

Qingli's face flushed, mixed with embarrassment and anger, he gritted his teeth and finally said nothing.

At the beginning, Qingli chased and killed Ye Pingsheng because Ye Pingsheng himself admitted that Jin Zhao was the murderer, and Jin Zhao had some relationship with Qingsong Tianshan, so he chased and killed Ye Pingsheng.

Now that the two meet again, Qingli is slightly embarrassed.

Ye Bai's face was always indifferent, "Pay attention to your wording, I have already severed the father-son relationship with you. Hehe, Cardinal, you are really promising."

Ye Bai's words were very blunt, Ye Pingsheng abandoned his nationality and came to become the cardinal of the black Holy See, this was something that Ye Bai could not accept.

Even if it is to sever the relationship between father and son, Ye Bai cannot tolerate him betraying the nation.

Ye Pingsheng smiled faintly, "You don't need to worry about my affairs. This person is your friend, right? For your sake, I'll let him go and take him away."

With a light kick from Ye Pingsheng, Xiong Tairan's body flew towards him, Qingli hurriedly put him on his back, turned and left.

In the territory of the black Holy See, Qingli still dare not do it without permission, and the brother is not healthy now, it is better to find a place to rest.

Ye Bai looked at Ye Pingsheng indifferently, snorted, and followed Qingli out.

A man in black robe next to Ye Pingsheng hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't help asking.

"Bishop Ye, that person... is your son?"

Ye Pingsheng said indifferently with a look of majesty and domineering on his face.

"My son, what's the matter?"

The blond man seemed to have a hint of disdain on his face, and said with a cold snort.

"Bishop Ye, don't blame me for not reminding you, you'd better go back and explain this matter to the Holy Lady, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it and walk around!"

Ye Pingsheng looked at the golden retriever indifferently, with a smile on his face.

"Are you threatening me?"

Anyone can see that Ye Pingsheng is hiding a knife in his smile, and this kind of smile is obviously angry.

But the golden retriever didn't seem to be afraid of him, "Hehe, I'm just threatening you, how about it?"

"Then go to die!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Pingsheng grabbed out his hand fiercely. The five fingers seemed to be rootless and extremely sharp diamond claws, and the whole hand turned black.

"Dragon Catcher!"

laugh!
Ye Pingsheng's speed was extremely fast. He was also a master of Xuanjie, and before the others could react, Ye Pingsheng's hand had already grabbed the golden hair's neck, and severely pinched it to pieces.

With a click, the tibia broke, and Jin Mao fell to the ground without saying a word.

After Ye Pingsheng stopped, the expression on his face returned to indifference, and he looked at the other subordinates.

"Do you have any questions?"

(End of this chapter)