"Don't panic, little friend. If you have an old man, no one can get you."

Murong Bailang came to Ye Xiaofan. His eyes were gentle, his face was kind, and his old and hoarse words were mixed with arrogance. I couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

"I believe you have a ghost."

"Well, you sharp toothed little boy!"

Ye Xiaofan curled his lips: "I'm not a member of your clan. No matter how high he is in the clan, it's none of my business."

Seeing ye Xiaofan's attitude, Shen Gaojie was immediately upset. He stood behind Murong Bailang with a slight anger on his brow, and yelled at Ye Xiaofan.

"If you see that the elder is not polite, the elder doesn't care about it. But if you don't take the pills, what do you mean?"

"Little boy, how do you talk? Do you know who this is? He is the elder of Houtu Xingzong. His strength is the existence of the peak of the eastern region!"

Ye Xiaofan took a step back and looked at Murong Bailang indifferently.

"No, I've healed her injury. I've been frightened. I'll wake up in a few days. I'm sorry to trouble you."

After Si Haomiao leaves, Murong Bailang sees that ye Xiaofan hasn't spoken all the time. Seeing Ling Qingyou in Ye Xiaofan's hand, he immediately takes out a green herb and says with a smile.

"Ah, little friend, I think the girl has a wound. I have a healing pill here. How about if I could heal her?"

The other party has been in charge of the thick earth clan for thousands of years, but the force and means are unpredictable.

Officials and universities oppress people to death, not to mention the realm, annoyed Murong Bailang, ten Si Haomiao are not enough to die.

Si Haomiao bit his teeth and arched his hand to Murong Bailang, and then left.

"If I have something else to do, I'll leave first."

"Yes

Ye Xiaofan is in his pocket now. How can he make others greedy?

Murong Bailang looked at the eye division Haomiao, hoarse scolded way.

"Get out of here."

If we say that ten level nine yuan babies can be killed by shooting ten level ten yuan babies, then the Taishang elder, who has become a half step baby, can kill ten of them.

Si Haomiao doesn't want to let go of the opportunity in front of him so easily. He covers his chest and looks pale. He says respectfully.

"Elder Tai Shang, you are..."

Ye Xiaofan thought in his heart.

"Are they the skills I used before, or is it the gift of my master who is proud of the sky?"

"I wonder, what do you want my memory fragments for?"

Ye Xiaofan is not an ordinary child. He is a lovely little Zhengtai who is rarely seen in thousands of years. The old man in front of him obviously values his memory fragments like Si Haomiao and others.

If ordinary children see Murong Bailang, they will be excited to cry.

No matter to be courteous, either traitor or thief, just met him on the face of a kind smile, but also said to protect him.

Ye Xiaofan's small face is hung with the color of disdain, and he scolds secretly in his heart.

Shen Gaojie was bitten by Ye Xiaofan's words, pointed to Ye Xiaofan's nose and said angrily.

Who is he? He is one of the two most powerful forces in the eastern region. He is the second elder of Houtu Xingzong. His status is extremely noble. Regardless of his status, he has his own dignity. Is he a child who can talk back.

If Murong Bailang is not present, Shen Gaojie really slaps Ye Xiaofan to death.

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