Ye Ziheng took a plane for 6 or 7 hours. After the plane landed, ye Ziheng came to the cabin door and found that there were already many disciples of heyanzong who came to meet him. However, the disdainful expression on their faces showed that they had come to meet them rather than to smash the field.

Is ready to go out, but has not yet been able to step forward, ye Ziheng is found a hand suddenly caught himself.

Ye Ziheng turned his head and found that he was a captain in a black uniform. He was in his 30s and 40s. He was not young. He still had a brand-new black smart phone in his hand.

"Elder martial brother ye, this is the mobile phone that the headmaster asked me to give you. There are their telephone numbers in it. If you have anything to do, you can call the headmaster directly."

With that, he handed the mobile phone to ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng took the mobile phone and said thanks with a smile. Then he wanted to go out, but he was pulled by the captain again.

"Elder martial brother ye, just now I have the courage to add my mobile phone number to your mobile phone. Although it may not be of any use, if the smashing of the hexianzong dares to disturb you, and the headmaster is not willing to take care of it, you can call me directly. Although I have no ability, I will still be able to open the plane. As long as you call me, even if you are expelled from the sect, I will also call the senior brothers and junior brothers who support you from the sect every minute to drive the plane to help you! "

The captain said, his face excited, and his whole face turned red.

Ye Ziheng looked at the captain. Although he was thirty or forty years old, his cultivation was only the peak of the second level level level. But even so, he was only a martial artist at the peak of the second level level level, but he was willing to say such words. Ye Ziheng didn't even know him. Ye Ziheng can't help but feel a warm heart, and turns to embrace the captain.

"Thank you. If something goes wrong, I'm sure I'll be the first to call you."

With that, ye Ziheng let go of the captain, wiped his tears from the corners of his eyes, showed a smile, and walked off the plane.

But ye Ziheng just left, after the captain's stupefied half a sound, his eyes suddenly turned red, and then he sat on the ground and sobbed.

Out of the plane, those disciples of he lianzong looked at ye Ziheng one after another, their eyes filled with disdain.

When they looked at him like this, ye Ziheng felt a little uncomfortable, but he thought that his present status was an exchange student, who was to enhance the clan's feelings, not to destroy them. He took a deep breath, suppressed his discontent in his heart, and continued to walk to them with a smile.

"It's a great honor to have all the brothers of Laohe lianzong here."

Ye Ziheng said, but he lianzong's people did not seem to pay any attention to ye Ziheng's meaning. They just glanced at him casually and then looked at the cabin door of the plane.

See no one pay attention to themselves, ye Ziheng both some lost and some angry, but still endure down, standing there with a smile waiting.

After a long time, the plane started, but there was no one down there.

At this time, those disciples of he lianzong turned their eyes to ye Ziheng again.

"Tianxingmen this time, are you alone?"

Asked the disciple with a look of respect.

Ye Ziheng still did not get angry and said with a smile.

"The elder martial brothers have important things to do. They can't come here, so the sect only sent me here."

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