"I'm worthy of being the greedy wolf star king. I'm really smart and resourceful. If I didn't know you well, I'd be cheated by you." A moment later, ye Lishang shook his head and said with a smile.

"I underestimate you. Who said that the star king of the broken army is frank and upright? I don't know his strategy. I'll break his skull when I go back this time." Yu Wen Zhen Chen is a long sigh.

When they heard their words, Lorne and others all looked dull: fake, they just said so much, are they all fake?!

Gu Fenghua and night cloud silence also involuntarily wiped the forehead cold sweat. Just now I saw the shame of Yuwen zhenchen's eyes, the tangle of fighting between heaven and man, the dense blood in my eyes, and the final determination. Even they almost thought that he was really ready to fight.

Who knows, the old man is acting. He pretends to be ashamed, tangled and absolutely.

It's a pity that he doesn't want to be an actor because of his talent.

Yuwen zhenchen also just, Tianshu greedy wolf, this is known for resourcefulness, there is such a superb acting is not surprising.

But ye Lishang, sometimes sad and sometimes passionate, but every sentence hit the heart, even they almost mistakenly thought that he was really persuading Yuwen zhenchen, until finally suddenly realized, he never thought that he could persuade Yuwen zhenchen, and he was not blinded by the other party's exquisite acting skills, and he always kept full vigilance to him.

This kind of sound and emotion, return to the original nature of the acting, compared with Yuwen zhenchen more exquisite. Others are cheated, but he even cheated himself.

What's right and what's fair and aboveboard?

Looking back on his long life in the past, Gu Fenghua had to lament that there was no fuel-efficient lamp for the big dipper and the big Tianwei.

"Are you stalling?" Yuwen zhenchen looks at ye Lishang and says again.

"Not bad." Ye Lishang smiles and nods.

"Do you think that if you restore some holy spirit, you will be able to hold back my sword?" Yuwen zhenchen asked sarcastically.

Looking at ye Lishang, Gu Fenghua and others show the color of doubt in their eyes. Up to now, of course, they have guessed that ye Lishang and Yu wenzhenchen just played Biao in order to delay time. But does it make sense?

Don't say just restore a few points Holy Spirit, even if he can completely recover, still not Yu Wen Zhen Chen's opponent, but more linger for a moment. Instead of being ridiculed in the end, it's better to go all out with vigour. That's the style of a strong man.

"No, you're wrong. I didn't want to fight you again." Ye Lishang said.

"Oh?" Yuwen zhenchen also has some doubts.

"Your opponent, not me." The smile on ye Lishang's face is stronger.

Hearing this sentence, the crowd behind him is more confused. Who is the opponent of Yuwen zhenchen? Is it Gu Fenghua or night cloud silence? It can't be Luo en, white fat man and others.

They couldn't think of an answer. Yu text Zhen Chen but obviously thought of what, suddenly facial expression drastic change, also no longer answer words, fierce one sword cuts.

It's not only ye Lishang who has just delayed to recover his holy spirit, but Yuwen zhenchen is also recovering. The power of this sword is not weaker than the previous half, even more decisive than that sword!

Looking at Gu Fenghua, his eyes were even more awe inspiring.

"To die!" Just then, there was a sharp drink in my ear. Like a thunderbolt, like a thunderbolt!