MTL - Eight Desolate Sword God-Chapter 1155 Shen Jiu Di

"Ye Gongzi, how is the little girl?"

Wan Zhenyu and others who have been waiting patiently outside the house, saw Ye Chenfeng push the door out and immediately greeted him and asked with concern.

" Don't worry, your daughter's injury is no big problem. At the latest, he will be able to recover as soon as possible!" Ye Chenfeng said softly.

"Thank you, thank you Ye Shao, your kindness to me, I really don't know how to repay!"

I know that Wan Ruoqing has no problem, Wan Zhenyu’s heart has finally fallen to the ground, and I feel grateful from the heart, and I value it more and more.

"If you really want to repay me, help me find someone!" Ye Chenfeng took out the portrait of Shen Jiu Di.

"This is...the old ghost!"

Looking at the portrait of Ye Chenfeng’s hand, Wan’s ancestors browed slightly and whispered.

"Predecessors, do you know this person?" Ye Chenfeng looked at the ancestral home of Wanjia.

"This person is somewhat similar to the old ghosts in Nanchenghuaxiang, but I am not sure if they are alone!" Wanjia ancestors.

"Predecessors, can you tell me the location of Nancheng Huaxiang, I will go see!" Ye Chenfeng.

"Yes, but this old ghost is eccentric, and lascivious, you must be careful when you go, don't anger him!" Wanjia ancestors.

"Why, is this old ghost's strength strong?" Ye Chenfeng felt a heart.

"Very strong!" Wanjia ancestors nodded and said: "A thousand years ago, the Tuoba family had been guilty of a woman because of a woman, but the two great ancestors of the family had failed to do so. In the end, the Tuoba family was forced to apologize, and that incident has become a stain of the Tuoba family."

"But after that, the old ghosts rarely go out and are gradually being forgotten!"

"Old Ghost, God Nine Emperor..."

After listening to the ancestors of Wanjia, Ye Chenfeng basically affirmed that the old ghost is the Shenjiu Emperor he was looking for.

"Well, I will go back first. I will stay in the city of the gods for about half a year. If the Tuoba family dares to do it for you during this period, I will do my best to help!"

When finished, Ye Chenfeng left Wanjiafu and returned to the lakeside garden to find the **** of death.

"Death, there is news of your master!"

"Really, my master, where is the old man?" the **** of death asked with a little excitement.

"If the news of Wanjia is accurate, your master should be in Nanchenghuaxiang!" Ye Chenfeng said: "Tomorrow morning, we will go to him."

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The night passed quickly.

The next morning, Ye Chenfeng sent the stolen sky in the cultivation to the Qiankun territory, and went to Nancheng Huaxiang with the **** of death.

Although it is in the morning, there are still a lot of naked Yan Yan in the Nanchenghuaxiang who enters and squats on the streets. From time to time, they are flirting with the pedestrians.

"It's here!"

When walking to the depths of Huaxiang, Ye Chenfeng discovered a somewhat dilapidated shop selling some herbs and spiritual materials. According to the ancestors of Wanjia, the old ghosts were hiding in the shops.

"Two guest officers, I don't know what you want to buy?"

When Ye Chenfeng and the **** of death walked into the shops of the deserted city, a woman with a rich figure, wearing a long pink dress and a heavy makeup on her face, slowly stood up and looked at Ye Chenfeng and death. Road.

"We are looking for an old ghost!" said Ye Chenfeng, who came to the door.

"The old ghost is dead. If you want to see him, go to the West City to bury the post!"

Under the purpose of the two people, Ye Chenfeng’s face, the face of the woman with thick makeup instantly gloomy, and said coldly.

"I have already felt his breath, he is behind!"

Speaking, Ye Chenfeng walked back to the back hall.

"Wait, what do you want to do? If you dare to mess up, Hugh oh old lady is not welcome to you!" The woman with thick makeup opened her hands, and with the plump double peaks on the leaf morning wind, she warned evilly. .

"The four-star ancestral home is good, but for us, there is no threat!"

Ye Chenfeng said faintly, releasing a fascinating power, bound the makeup of a woman with heavy makeup.

"Helping people, some people want to be strong. I am traitors, who will save me..." The body was tied, and the woman with heavy makeup immediately yelled at the scorpion and shouted.

But she just shouted, and a black line of Ye Chenfeng banned her throat, making her unable to make a sound.

Controlled the woman with heavy makeup, Ye Chenfeng and death, through the back hall and a layer of ban, came to the picturesque, like a fairyland, seeing a gray robe sitting on a bamboo chair , the old man holding a fishing rod fishing.

And behind the old man, half of the woman wearing a white tulle dress, the skin is as delicate as milk, the body is graceful and beautiful, and the woman with a beautiful appearance is gently pressing the body for the old man.

Looking at the old man in front of him, the heart of death was shocked, and immediately squatted on the ground, and respected the old man with respectful eighteen heads.

"No filial piety to see the master!"

Looking at the **** of death on the ground, the two women who massaged showed a strange color and looked at Ye Chenfeng, and the old man seemed to have not heard the words of death, still fishing.

"President of the Emperor Jiu Di, hello, Yaxing!"

It is determined that the old man in front of him is the illusion of the **** of the gods, and the thoughts of Ye Chenfeng have flashed several thoughts and slowly walked past the past.

"Do you know fishing?"

Looking at Ye Chenfeng who walked to his side, Shen Jiu Emperor quietly looked at the pond road.

"Slightly understand one or two!"

Ye Chenfeng glanced at the pond and found that the fish in the pond were different from the outside world. They were all beautiful, fishtail, charming, and a mermaid about an inch long.

"Come, give you a fishing rod, if you can catch a mermaid, then say the purpose of your coming, if you can't catch it, where to go back and forth!" Shen Jiu Di took one from the Qiankun ring. The fishing rod of the hook was handed over to the Ye Chenfeng.

"Good!"

Ye Chenfeng nodded, took the fishing rod, put the fishing line into the pond, closed his eyes, and silently sensed.

And the gods and nine emperors did not speak, and the **** of death on the ground never rose.

"Well, this is..."

The fish line enters the pond, and Ye Chenfeng suddenly discovers that the pond has turned into a sea of ​​waves, and the beautiful female girl in a form of enthusiasm has turned into a wild beast, opening a **** mouth and biting the leaf. Morning wind.

"Domain!"

Ye Chenfeng’s heart is moving, and the pond in front of him is determined to be the realm of the Shenjiu Emperor, and the field has evolved into such an artistic conception, which shows the horror of the strength of the Shenjiu Emperor.

"The wilderness area, the field of swords!"

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and controlled the power of the two fields through the fishing rod, and merged into the field of Shen Jiu Di, and turned into a big net, wanting to live a net of wild animals.

But the two major areas often live in the wild and beasts, and they will be broken by the power of the Shenjiu Emperor, so that Ye Chenfeng can't catch a fish.

"Time is still!"

Failed repeatedly, Ye Chenfeng is not in a hurry. He has been waiting for this opportunity silently. Finally, when he controlled the power of the two fields to trap four wild beasts, he suddenly stopped the time and affected the Shenjiu Emperor. field.

Although the strength of Shen Jiu Emperor broke the static time in a flash, Ye Chenfeng took advantage of this fleeting opportunity to catch a mermaid.

But after the mermaid was caught, it twisted the seductive body in midair, kissed Ye Chenfeng's cheek, and plunged into the pond, splashing with splashes of water.