The Return of the City’s Cultivation

Chapter 1469: The Red-Eared Tribe’s Taunting

Bi Hanming's question immediately startled Buffettier. She felt panicked, as if she had become a thief. She hurriedly took her little hand out of Ye Tian's hand and replied, "No...it's nothing. Ye Tian is here." Talk to me about some anecdotes and medical skills of the Yanhuang lineage."

Naturally, Bihanming didn't notice the two of them holding hands together. The two of them seemed to be just a little closer, a little intimate. Buffitier didn't like to be misunderstood, so she moved a little further away from Ye Tian. .

Even so, Bi Hanming felt angry when he saw Ye Tian and Buffitier being so close, but in front of Buffitier, he wanted to maintain his grace and sat down with a cold snort.

De De and Bing Xiang are very discerning people. As soon as Bihan moved his eyelids, they both knew what to do and started laughing loudly with the others.

"Did you hear someone talking just now?"

"Is anyone talking? I only heard a dog barking!"

They didn't need to name anyone, everyone knew who they were talking about, which immediately caused more than thirty people to burst into laughter.

"But just now I clearly heard someone saying that the medical skills of the Yanhuang lineage are profound and unfathomable."

"Anyone else says that? Then you must have heard wrong. No one would be stupid enough to say that."

"How can a certain race that is notoriously cowardly, mediocre and incompetent be connected to something unfathomable?"

"Yes, this kind of coward race is passed down from generation to generation. The previous generation is coward, and the next generation is also coward. How can a father who is not a coward give birth to a son who is a coward? Hahahaha..."

The two of them sang together in a strange way, making everyone laugh. A rare smile appeared on Bi Hanming's face, and the others deliberately shook their heads and looked at Ye Tian, ​​not to mention how proud they were.

Ye Tian's anger surged from his sides, a vein popped up on his face, and he asked coldly, "What did you say!"

Bingxiang also stood up and shouted, "Did we talk about you? Did we specify that the Taoist surname is Yanhuang?"

De De smiled very jokingly, "Look, some people actually agree with each other." Then he looked at Ye Tian and smiled, "We are not scolding you, so don't rush to admit it yourself!"

Everyone laughed loudly again, and some even clapped.

Perhaps because of Bouffetier, the two of them did not speak directly about the Yanhuang lineage before, but the "certain race" and "useless race" they mentioned undoubtedly referred to the Yanhuang, but they were not talking about it. He made Ye Tian stand there coldly, a little difficult to attack. Bouffitier pulled Ye Tian's arm and said softly, "I'm sorry. I am here to apologize to you on behalf of the Red Ear Tribe."

As a result, Ye Tian felt a little uncomfortable and glanced at everyone coldly, "They're just ants."

Buffitier only thought that Ye Tian was just talking about the New Year and venting his anger. In her heart, Ye Tian did not dare to really compete with the Red Ear Clan. Although he was strong, he was only the second level heart of Qiankun. A conflict with the Red Ear Clan was no different from the destruction of the Yanhuang Clan.

Di De and Bing Xiang still said reluctantly.

"Someone just looked like he was going to hit someone. It was so scary!"

"Hey, he didn't take a pee and looked in the mirror. I don't know how many heads he has grown, and he still dares to hang around here. How can a mere second-level mind of Qiankun be comparable to our third-level mind of Mingqiankun? Just press him to death."

"That's right. We, Han Ming, have already taken the position of city lords of the Red Ear Clan's branch city at a young age. We are much better than the third-rate city lords of some cowardly races. With just one order, we can disappear in the middle of chatting and laughing. In their city, some people really don’t know how to die, and they can’t imagine the horrific consequences of offending us, which is unbearable for their entire family.”

"I have heard that many city lords from third-rate races are eager to kneel down and salute when they see us."

"Don't mention the city lord Bihan Ming. We are both Qiankun and Qiankun's second level heart. Those timid races bowed their heads when they saw the two of us, wishing they could be our dogs."

"Some third-rate city lords can be considered as our dogs, but if they want to be Bihanming's dogs, they are far from worthy. Some races are born low."

Ye Tian narrowed his eyes when he heard this, his gaze was cold. Bouffitier, who was on the side, felt a pressure in this cold gaze, as if Ye Tian had not let go of the powerful people like the Red Ear Clan at all. In his eyes, as he said just now, in his eyes, these people are just a group of ants, which makes people lose their mind.

Bouffitier came back to her senses and hurriedly said to Ye Tianda, "Can...can you continue to treat me?"

Ye Tian withdrew his gaze, nodded, and clasped Buffitier's little hand again. After nearly two hours, Buffitier felt that his strength had recovered a lot, and he was even more overjoyed. This little change The good feeling was so comfortable, Ye Tian's hands were so warm and strong.

Buffitier didn't want to waste time, "Ye Tian, ​​let's hurry up."

Ye Tiandao said, "Your injury won't heal in a day or two. It's bound to change, so you might as well get on your way first."

Bouffitier took a deep look at Ye Tian, ​​thinking that what Ye Tian said about "some changes" was for her sake. Her little hand was held by someone again, her beautiful eyes were flowing, and there was a strange warmth in her heart, but she didn't He found that his voice was softer and he said, "Well, we can treat him on the road while rushing."

After saying that, she let go of Ye Tian's big hand, greeted everyone, and continued to shuttle through the mountains. Buffitier deliberately lagged behind everyone, walked with Ye Tian, ​​holding hands behind everyone, and when someone turned around to look over, she He quickly let go, feeling so shy that no one noticed him along the way.

The distance to the Neon Prison was very far away. The outskirts of the Red Ear Tribe were much larger than expected, more than ten times wider than the outskirts of Wufang City. After four or five days of travel, they slowly approached.

For the past four or five days, because of her injuries, Bufeidier had been walking behind Ye Tian, ​​which made Bi Hanming furious, and Di De and Bing Xiang were full of sarcasm.

At first, Bufeidier was not used to being led by Ye Tian. As long as Ye Tian held her hand, her face would turn red. She lowered her head and dared not look at anyone. Moreover, she didn't want to be seen, so she was always sneaking around. However, her injuries were getting better day by day. The feeling that her body was healthier the next second than the previous second made her reluctant to let go of Ye Tian's hand. She felt so safe when these hands held her. Ye Tian was such a warm man.

In the past few days, as long as no one saw them, the two people's hands were always held together. If someone who didn't know saw them, they would think they were a couple deeply in love. Unconsciously, Buffettier herself did not realize that she had become somewhat dependent on this big hand.

Ye Tian had no other thoughts, but for her injury, he usually took the initiative to hold her hand. But today, Buffettier did not notice that every time they separated, she subconsciously took the initiative to hold Ye Tian's hand, as if the big hand did not hold her hand, she felt empty in her heart.

Holding Ye Tian's hand has become a habit for Buffettier.

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