Chapter 1285: Who do you like 1

"You... Where did you get it from?"
"Don't ask this, remember, this secret is only known to you. Your current strength is not enough to protect the map, you can't use it, but one day, you will use it!"
Ye Shaoyang’s eyes widened.
You gave me this thing, wouldn’t it be for me to annihilate the Taiyin Mountain?

"If this is your responsibility, then you must do it."
"I rely, why don't you go?"
"I have what I have to do myself."
Ye Shaoyang knew that he didn't want to say more, and he didn't want to tangled. He said, "What are you doing for me today, why do I just woke up, are you leaving?"
"Nothing, just take a look at you."
Facing the doubts of Ye Shaoyang, he added a faint sentence. "In the future, there may be no chance. Don't ask me why, the matter of hanging up is over, I will tell you the truth, but now I can't tell you. Most of what I have done is for you."
"For me... Is it for me in the ghost field?"
The road is not spoken.
Ye Shaoyang sat down on the window sill and sighed and said: "I miss the days in the mountains. Only Master, and you and me, are not big and big, although they are always bullied by you, but I don't know. How happy, I don't know how it will become like this, brother, I really don't want this..."
The wind has heard this and has not spoken for a long time.
"You have grown up, and some things that you should do must be done. This is your mission."
Ye Shaoyang shook his head. "I don't believe that people have any mission. If there is, brother, I hope that you will fight with me. Even if it is an 18-story hell, I dare to bow! I don't want to be an opponent, Master said. There will be a battle between you and me, you know... I am afraid that there will be one day."
The road winded down slightly and said quietly: "If there is such a day, don't hesitate, or you will die."
Ye Shaoyang shook his head. "There will be no such a day. You have to kill me. You can do it anytime. I can't beat you anyway."
The road winds a bitter smile, hiding infinite minds in the heart.
"I am leaving. After a month, I will hang around the Dragon Club, you don't have to go."
Ye Shaoyang thought that Master would also blame himself for not going. Why? Looking up at the wind and saying: "Then promise me, you don't die there."
The wind laughed and said: "How do you like a child?"
"You can't die anyway!"
Road wind: "I promise you, but you don't think I hook your finger."
Ye Shaoyang laughed and got the promise of the wind. The mood was just right. He extended a finger to him. "The last question, don't be impatient, I don't ask those, I ask a private question, you... Who do you like?"
There is a glimpse of a rare mistake on the face of the road, which becomes somewhat unnatural. "What do you mean?"
"Literature, you can't understand Chinese. Who do you like, Chen Lu or Yang Gong?"
The road winded down slightly and said: "It's none of your business."
"Hey, you are not shy!" Ye Shaoyang snorted and laughed. He was glanced at by the wind and did not care.
"I care about you, I can't do it. If you like someone, I will accept it quickly. I am worried. I guess you like Gongyi, but Chen Lu is estimated to be sad."
Ye Shaoyang scratched his head and figured it out. "Right, you are a ghost. You can have three wives and four wives... Otherwise, do you both accept? Just...the two of them are afraid of being unwilling..."
The wind reached out and bounced on his forehead. "Take care of yourself!"
Push him away and fly out the window, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Ye Shaoyang stood in the window for a while, shook his head helplessly, and went back to bed to lie down. It was strange enough to think of his performance.
I have a clear heart in my heart. When I don’t see the wind, I want to ask him every time, let him make everything clear, but I really see it, and it’s like this... I asked him like it. Who is this boring problem, I am really enough.
Guagua was drilled in from the door and probed the brain. "Does the wind go away?"
Ye Shaoyang said, "Well," said: "You know that he is coming, why don't you call me up in time."
Guaguai said with a grievance: "Where can I have a chance, you have not seen how powerful he is, and you can seal me with a jade symbol, it is invincible!"
Ye Shaoyang sneered.
Guagua climbed into the bed and held Ye Shaoyang's arm and said: "I said the boss, you have to hurry to practice and strive to surpass him. Otherwise, we will be defeated by the Valley of the Winds, and the wind can be overturned by one person. We all, let alone Miss Yang, and Yue Heng and the white fox... Now the pony is so powerful."
Speaking of what this suddenly remembered, he said with a sigh of relief: "The pony is now mixed with the Valley of the Winds. It is no longer the one we are in the ghost league."
"This traitor!" Ye Shaoyang said.
"Yes, traitors and traitors, as well as Chen Lu and Yue Heng, one for men, one for women, have become traitors." Guagua shook his head, pretending to be an old sigh, "Children are long, heroes are short-lived." ""
Ye Shaoyang squeezed his face and sneered: "I said, you will not be a traitor for women?"
"Hey, I am a child, I don't feel anything about women. I only like bosses, bosses, we sleep..."
Said to drill into Ye Shaoyang's arms.
"Get out of the way!"
Ye Shaoyang pushed it out and pushed them into a ball.
On the opposite side of the building, Daofeng saw this scene, smiled, and sighed again, murmured: "Little teacher, time is running out, you can grow up soon."
Behind him, a white breath flew behind him, and gradually gathered behind him, but Yang Gongyi, went to the edge of the stairs, and looked at Ye Yongyang and Guagua with him, could not help but laugh.
"I have finally realized the difference between your brothers. To be simple, you are a dark knight, and Shaoyang is a young man in the sun."
Yang Gong sighed: "I really hope that he will be so happy forever, do what he wants, instead of carrying so many things like you..."
The road was silent and turned back.
A burning magical character flew from the opposite side, came to the front of the road, burned into ashes, and a copper coin wrapped in a magical symbol fell to the ground, rotated on the ground, and reflected by the moonlight.
The road wind picked up the copper coins, gently pinched it, and silently recited the spell of the inner door of Maoshan. The soft light on the magical symbol gathered in the eyes of the money, forming a law not far away, the shadow of Qingyunzi, blowing his beard and blinking. Said: