Otherworldly Sword God

Chapter 80
Seeing Ye Jun and the elders of the Ling family, Ye Han suspected that there was some ulterior secret between them, and wanted to go and find out.

Suddenly, the wind picked up, and a dark cloud roared from the north.On the street, peddlers were packing their things hastily, and things were blowing everywhere.The sky, which was originally clear and cloudless, immediately dimmed, and it was about to rain.

Opportunity, a godsend opportunity!With a movement of his feet and a flash of red light on his body, Ye Han had already appeared on the roof, facing the strong wind, and rushed towards the inn quickly.Half bent, appeared on the roof of the inn like a ghost.

Hold your breath, squat down slowly, and gently lift off a tile... The wind roared outside the house, and the beans hit the roof with a thumping sound, and the rainwater stayed along the eaves without interruption, forming a stream lines.

"I didn't expect the weather to change so quickly, but it's okay, with such a big movement outside, it's safer for us to talk." Looking at the rain hitting the window, Ye Jun smiled and motioned for the elders of the Ling family to sit down.

There was a large tea table in the room, and white hot air came out from the teapot on the table, which should be freshly brewed tea.The tea table and four stools are made of the best ebony on the mainland in terms of material.There is a landscape painting hanging on the wall, the momentum of the brushwork, and the exquisiteness of the painter, must also come from the hands of famous masters!Tianxing Inn deserves to be called the number one inn in the empire.

"The Ling family is a business family, and they don't care about the legend of Broken Sword at all! This time, the head of the family sent me to represent the entire Ling family, and wanted to negotiate a deal with you!" Looking at Ye Jun with eyes.

"Damn! Keep talking!" Ye Han on the roof was full of anxiety.Concentrating on observing everything in the room, he even forgot the pain from the raindrops on his body.Crouching on the roof, motionless, like a god of death, without the slightest breath.

Although it was raining heavily outside, it was impossible to hear the conversation in the house clearly, but the elders of the Ling family were still very careful.Walking up to Ye Jun, leaning against his ear, whispering something.Through the cracks in the tiles, Ye Han could only see his uncle nodding his head non-stop, with a sinister smile on his face.

"That's how it is! Let the words be evidence!" The Ling family elders took out two chapters of white paper from their cuffs, which were densely written with words, Ye Jun didn't even read it, and pressed a handprint on it.

The written evidence appeared, this was Ye Han's last chance.The zhenqi in the dantian was lifted violently, and the power gathered in the eyes.Through the small cracks in the tiles, the handwriting below could just be seen clearly, but because Ye Jun was pressing his fingerprints, his body blocked Ye Han's sight, so he could only see a few simple words.

"You who kill a thousand swords, it's not good to stand in a good place to press your fingerprints, and you want to block my sight. It's useless after being drenched in the rain for so long!" After pressing the fingerprints, Ye Jun walked out the door with a smile all over his face. Ye Han cursed fiercely on the roof.

"Elimination, destruction, seven leaves, beauty?" Back at the academy, Ye Han changed into a suit of clothes under the service of ten maids, enjoying the service of the beauties leisurely, but in his heart he recalled what he had just read on paper. After receiving the information, his eyeballs rolled around irregularly.

(End of this chapter)