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Chapter 102 - Ye Bei, you are despicable...



“Ye Bei, you are despicable!”

Old Ancestor Qingshan cursed loudly.

“This, brother, you can’t blame me.” Ye Bei hurriedly raised his palm and said solemnly, “I really have the conscience of heaven and earth. They are all together because of love!”

“Uncle, we are indeed because of love…”

“you shut up.”

Old Ancestor Qingshan shouted angrily. Under the extreme anger, the blue veins on his forehead were violent.

Zhu Yun lowered his head and dared not speak.

Seeing this, Ye Bei hurriedly said: “Oh, brother, although this is quite sudden, it’s better to demolish a temple than a marriage. It’s also a good thing for us to become in-laws!”

“That’s right, uncle, I also think so. Although there was a little friction before, we have seen the whole Qingshanmen’s sincerity in making amends. Wouldn’t it be better to have a kiss and a kiss?” Zhu Yun also He muttered to the side: “Not only me, but many disciples and elders of our Qingshan Sect have also found their marriage…”

“what do you know?”

Old Ancestor Qingshan shouted loudly, staring at Ye Bei with a gloomy gaze.

Feelings, his entire Qingshan Gate fell under Ye Bei’s sugar-coated cannonballs, and he was left alone to support him?

This Ye Bei is really a good trick!

But at this moment, although he is the ancestor, but there is no way, Zhu Yun, he can beat the mandarin duck, but what about the others?

Now the whole Qingshan Sect people are inclined towards the Exploding Heaven Gang, if his ancestor destroys it, I am afraid not only will not convince the public, but will also lose a bad reputation.

Therefore, he can only plant his head and sigh with a black face.

This pirate ship, he is on board!

“Cough, brother, it’s already like this, don’t be sullen. Since we can’t stop things, we might as well accept them, don’t you think?” Ye Bei walked over with a smile, and asked the ancestors of Qingshan. Raising his brows and waving his palms at the same time, Xiao Zuo Xiao You came over again and rubbed against Qingshan Patriarch.

have to!

Old Ancestor Qingshan can only recognize it.

Since he can’t change it, he can only accept it passively. Under the teasing of the two women, the ancestor Qingshan said with a dark face: “I will talk about the future. I need to retreat for a day.”

When he got up, he said to the two women, “You two, help me protect the Dharma.”

Say it.

He took the two daughters and fled away.

martial arts.

Yi Feng frowned while decocting medicine for Zhong Qing. Although Zhong Qing was awake last time, he fell into a coma again not long after.

“It seems that I really have to go up the mountain to get some medicine!”

Yi Feng poured out the medicine and sighed. It wasn’t that he never thought about sending Zhong Qing to the hospital for treatment, but he still trusted himself more. After all, he was trained by the system in this regard.

Thinking that the situation was urgent, Yi Feng did not dare to delay, so he ordered a car to take Zhong Qing to the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce, and then entrusted it to them.

Then he returned to the martial arts hall, carrying a small bamboo basket on his back, ready to go to Mufu Mountain again.

But before leaving, he looked at the acoustic guitar that was already covered with spider webs in the corner, remembered the scarcity of this medicine, and he didn’t know how long it would take to return, so he brought the acoustic guitar with him.

The sound is normal.

It was made by Yi Feng when he was bored in the store.

In the past, I would sit at the gate and ride in the evening when there were many girls, talking about a few special songs, and also gained a few little fan girls. Although they were a bit ugly, they were still fans.

Later, in order to make a living, Yi Feng gradually put aside such a hobby.

And this time up the mountain, the time is long, especially at night, I can only bring this stuff to pass the time.

The days on the road are always boring, but after two days, Yi Feng has also arrived at the foot of the Mufu Mountain.

Of course, Yi Feng was not searching aimlessly. He knew a lot about these medicinal herbs, and he also knew exactly what kind of medicinal herbs would appear in which places.

“Tianxindan, I’m afraid this is only in the Grand Canyon, but there is enough sunshine and good air.”

With the map he bought from the city in his hand, Yi Feng pinpointed one of the directions and rushed there.


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