Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"What is the pillar of the top beam? There are no fewer than dozens of experts in the king's realm of zongmen. When will I get an alchemist to top the beam? Little brother ye also wants to join wushuangfeng. Well, that's really a good thing, but it's also a good thing to make obeisance to me. Ha ha ha, I'm Lao Zhao today, three happy!" Mr. Zhao laughed again.

People have a good spirit at happy events, not to mention a narrow escape from death and go to another floor.

Mr. Zhao Da took a pill from the storage ring and stuffed it into Ye Feng's mouth. Then he pointed out the location of Ye Feng's Dantian. In an instant, Ye Feng woke up from his sleep and only felt that his Qi and blood had disappeared, recovering in the Dantian at an incredible speed.

"Brother, are you okay? Come on, read along with me: Huang Tian is at the top and thick earth is at the bottom, my old Zhao... Zhao wuheng and you Ye Feng are sworn as brothers with different surnames today. In the future, we will share weal and woe. We don't want to live in the same year and month, but die in the same year and month... Yan girl, you witness for our brothers!" Mr. Zhao fell on his knees beside Ye Feng.

Ye Feng doesn't understand what's going on. He has forcibly held Ye Feng's body and chattered in his mouth. Then he banged his head three times and cracked the ground.

Yan Siya was ashamed and said, "martial uncle, how can you be disrespectful for your old age? Make sworn brothers with... And Ye Feng?"

"Why don't you respect me for my old age? When Ye Feng went to the crematorium, I told Zhao that if you could help him, you would be sworn to him as a brother. Today, Ye Feng did more than help him. Without him, Zhao would be a cold body. Girl Yan, you can't obstruct this..." said Mr. Zhao.

"What... What..."

Ye Feng was so excited that he finally figured out that Lao Zhao wanted to bow down to himself?

This

"Mr. Zhao, I'm Ye Feng joining wanjuezong. That's your younger martial nephew. How can we be brothers with you? If we bow down, I'm afraid we'll be laughed at..." Ye Feng was still very weak and smiled bitterly.

"Who dares to laugh at me?" Mr. Zhao Da put on his face. "The eldest husband talks and does everything. He says he wants to bow down to you. If you're afraid of being laughed at, don't join wanjue sect. Lao Zhao, I recommend you to join other major schools. Well, I'm always sworn up to a disciple of other sects. I won't be laughed at."

"Don't... martial uncle Zhao, you, how can you do this..." Yan Siya stamped her feet in anger, blushing and speechless.

In order to make obeisance to Ye Feng, I have a bad idea to let Ye Feng join other forces. How can I do that? Yan Siya would never give Ye Feng a good seedling for nothing.

"Then let me bow down to Ye Feng!"

Mr. Zhao Da won't let him go.

"Well..."

Forced by helplessness, Yan Siya looked at Ye Feng. Seeing his same helpless face, she had to promise.

This martial uncle Zhao has been imprisoned in the black market for 30 years. He has a strange temper. Maybe he will really introduce Ye Feng to other sects. This should not delay the plan to revitalize wushuangfeng.

"Yes, brother, you read it with your eldest brother: the yellow sky is above and the thick earth is below. Zhao wuheng and Ye Feng are sworn brothers with different surnames today. They will share weal and woe in the future. They don't want to live in the same year and month, but die in the same year and month..." at last, Mr. Zhao suddenly looked up and smiled and said, "You don't have to say this last sentence. Our brothers share weal and woe. Lao Zhao is my age. If you die in the same year and month as me, you will lose a lot."

"Do you really want to bow down?" said Ye Feng, looking at Mr. Zhao DA and Yan Siya.

Mr. Zhao said firmly, "of course!"

Yan Siya can only nod.

Ye Feng is not a person who likes to stick to small things. Seeing that Mr. Zhao is not joking, he nodded positively and said, "OK, then I, Ye Feng, will become a brother with brother Zhao. I will share weal and woe. I don't want to live in the same year and month, but die in the same year and month!"

Instead of listening to Mr. Zhao Da's words, he abandoned the following sentence and said it completely, revealing his inner decision.

Since we become brothers, we become a family and live and die together.

"Good, good. Good brother!"

Mr. Zhao Da clapped his chest with joy, "ha ha, since I have achieved the king's realm, I can leave this ghost place and return to wanjuezong. Girl Yan, are you going back with us or?"

Yan Siya's eyes were dark and bleak: "Siya wants to go back with martial uncle, but..."

"But what? Did someone bully you in the sect? Tell Lao Zhao, I'll go back and vent my anger for you." Mr. Zhao Da was very domineering when he saw her ugly face.

"No more." Yan Siya smiled and resumed her normal way: "Siya still has a year or two to do in the treasure Pavilion. She can't go back to the mountain until the sect sends new disciples to settle their errands."

Ye Feng sensed a trace of invisible anger and sadness from her eyes. I'm afraid the stunning Pavilion leader has unspeakable troubles, as Mr. Zhao Da said.

But Yan Siya didn't want to say, and Ye Feng naturally wouldn't ask.

Mr. Zhao Da didn't notice this detail, nodded and said, "that's good, girl. You can rest assured to go back to the Wu house. All the affairs of brother ye can be handed over to Lao Zhao. Well, we may stay here for a day or two, and then go back to wanjue mountain when I'm completely stable."

"Martial uncle, Ye Feng has offended the royal family. You must ensure his safety..."

Yan Siya took care of her.

This martial uncle Zhao is eccentric and sometimes unreliable. After a period of contact, Yan Siya also knows him well.

"I know, I know..." Mr. Zhao Da waved his hand impatiently, with an expression of "I still need you to say." Ye Feng is my sworn brother of Lao Zhao. Didn't you hear that just now? We don't want to live in the same year and month, but to die in the same year and month. Unless Lao Zhao dies, he must be alive. "

"Well... OK!" Yan Siya turned and looked at Ye Feng, with a soft light in her eyes and said, "younger martial brother ye, when you went up wanjue mountain and saw the master of wushuangfeng, you said I was all right in Xitang. Please don't worry about him. Then..."

She tilted her head slightly, frowned and said quietly, "if others ask me, don't tell outsiders where I am."

Ye Feng shook his body and looked up at her. Yan Siya smiled bitterly and shook her head, as if to ask him not to continue asking. It seems that Yan Siya, the leader of the treasure Pavilion, looks powerful and domineering, but he also has a lot of difficulties. He nodded, which made Yan Pavilion leader breathe a long breath.

"Martial uncle, younger martial brother ye, if I go, I can go back to no twin peaks in one year or three years. We'll have a drink and have fun then."

After bowing to Mr. Zhao DA and looking at Ye Feng with deep meaning, Yan Siya, the beautiful owner of the treasure Pavilion of the martial arts house, moved lightly, unfolded his graceful body method and left the dilapidated Cave