Chapter 573: Supreme is still stupid

"Three or five days..." Ye Shaoyang breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Now look at the four treasures, we can only prepare for the final battle, wait for him to come."
After that, he turned his head and looked at the oranges and Xiaobai. He said, "Since you are my servant, it is your own person. I am just missing someone to deal with the ghost mother. When you come, you will stay and help me."
The orange and the little white nodded without hesitation. "What the master said, we will do what, die without regret!"
"Don't you die." Ye Shaoyang scratched his head and sneaked a sneak peek at the cold jade. He said to the two people: "What, you always call my master, who was heard and thought that we played the game, it is not like, You have to change your name. I haven't taught you oranges. Don't call my master."
"Call the boss!" Guagua reminded.
The two banshees had to promise to come down.
Ye Shaoyang turned his head and looked at xx. He said: "If you want to go, then go back and tell Daoyuan a real person. Thank you for helping me to keep the servant. If I don't die this time, I must go to the door and thank you."
Zhang Shiming sighed: "I don't want to go, I don't want to help you, but except for the devil's way, it is the person of the monk. Now the demon is outside, I have to work hard."
The words are unspeakable. After the talk, it is a pleasing smile, and said: "Xiaobai, I am staying to help you."
"You are free." Xiaobai said casually, a pair of eyes from time to time to Ye Shaoyang's face, where to manage him.
Zhang Shiming hated and saw Ye Shaoyang, the seed of hatred, sprouting in the psychological.
Ye Shaoyang saw Ye Xiaomeng beside him. Let her go to Ye Bo and arrange accommodation for these people. Although they are demon, since they are adult-like, they are basically the same as people, and they must be arranged like people. .
"You can go to rest, or go to the inspection, I have to adjust the interest here, or I can't walk the road."
Ye Shaoyang finished, regardless of other people, sitting cross-legged, began to adjust interest rates, and soon entered the state of self-denial, slowly moisturizing the injured meridians with suffocation, and after four weeks of vomiting, the spirit recovered and opened his eyes. Looked, standing in front of Ye Xiaomeng, but only she is alone.
"They were called by my dad to eat, and I am waiting for you here. Are you okay?"
"It's okay. Thank you." Ye Shaoyang stood up and the two went together to go down the hill.
Ye Xiaomeng hands behind her back, walking in front, suddenly turned back, rushing Ye Shaoyang smiled and said: "Shaoyang brother, your two demon servants are so beautiful, you really enjoy the happiness of the people."
Ye Shaoyang coughed twice and yelled: "What are you talking about? They are my servants, not my wife."
"Almost, anyway, it seems that they are listening to you. You accept them as wives, and they will not refuse."
Ye Shaoyang helplessly smiled and said: "They are not the type I like, and they are demon. I can't like a demon."
Ye Xiaomeng smiled and said: "What type do you like, what about your sister?"
Ye Shaoyang was dumb and shrugged. "Can you change the subject?"
Ye Xiaomeng laughs and says nothing.
While walking, the two looked at the street down the mountain. There were villagers everywhere, especially in the middle of the main street. The villagers gathered and stood alone or sitting, and there were fewer people talking. Even young people have lost their vitality.
Ye Xiaomeng pointed to the boundary of the enchantment and said: "You can see that Shaoyang brother has contracted a lot to the middle."
Ye Shaoyang saw it himself. It is true that many houses were originally in the enchantment, and now they are all swallowed up by the black dead air.
"Talk to Ye Bo, close to the black gas 20 meters away from the house, never live, and try not to get close!"
Ye Xiaomeng nodded and said that it had been arranged.
"Shaoyang brother, I only hate that my mana is too weak, I can't help you too much," Ye Xiaomeng looked at Ye Shaoyang with some frustration. "I really want to fight with you like a sister, and share the pressure for you."
Ye Shaoyang’s heart moved and smiled:
There is an opportunity in the future. When I kill the ghost, I write a letter to my master and let him accept you as an inner disciple. In a few years, you can catch ghosts with me.

Ye Xiaomeng’s eyes lit up and frowned.
I heard that Maoshan almost did not accept the inner disciples. Qingyunzi’s governor has received you two times in the past few years. Can I?

"I said yes, you can." Ye Shaoyang smiled. "I have the handle of the old man. He doesn't dare to provoke me. Besides, you are so beautiful, he must like it. He likes beauty in his life."
Ye Xiaomeng smiled and said, "You are not making me happy, Shaoyang."
"I am serious, when did I fool you?"
"I believe everything you say." Ye Xiaomeng nodded seriously. "That's it!"
When the two men went down the mountain and walked through the crowd, Ye Shaoyang had a warm greeting from everyone. Before Ye Shaoyang tried to fight against the ghost mother, it was spread by the pony and other people. After these villagers, they were not all good people. There are also many villains, as well as dogs and cats, and men and women who are hooked up, but their nature is the same.
When there is a stranger who wants to protect you, fight bravely, and give up his life, whether you are a good person or a bad person, you will be moved from the heart.
Therefore, these villagers’ love for Ye Shaoyang is entirely from the heart, and Ye Shaoyang is a local person and their own person, which deepens a sense of intimacy.
The more they are like this, the more Ye Shaoyang feels that he is responsible, looking at the direction of the dead air, and taking a deep breath, this battle can only win and not lose, because can not afford to lose.
The four treasures are coming earlier than everyone predicted, but the person who is known as Gao Song, including Ye Shaoyang, feels somewhat untrustworthy:
Originally thought that the so-called sorghum, must be an old man, it is best to have a beard, wearing a ragged shackle, so that will give people a feeling of high.
If judged by this standard, there is no place in this "quiet wind": at first glance, this sorghum is white and tender, only thirty years old, but seriously, it seems that there are forty or fifty years old. Even older, making it impossible to judge his true age.
And he is not a monk, but a "touto" dress: the top of the head is bald, but there are long straight hairs on both sides, wearing a long yellow robe, trousers riding boots, looks very different.
The most important thing is that since he came in, he found Ye Bo, asked for the meat, and after he got it, regardless of others, he stepped on the stool with one foot, sipped and sipped, and his mouth was still holding an old online song: I beg you to give me a chance, don’t say anything about love...
Ye Shaoyang took the opportunity to pull out the four treasures and asked: "Are you sure you found the twin brother who is not that high?"