Vol 3 Chapter 883: In the past, holding a sword to kill, now holding a **** to plant trees!

When Ye Wuping recognized Feng Jun.
When Feng Jun called out Master.
The little hope in everyone's hearts was instantly shattered, and even though there was light in the world at this moment, there was darkness in front of them.
What a master!
The doormaster was also arrested.
Doesn't that mean that the Hongye Gate is over?
At this moment, everyone's heart gradually turned from despair to collapse.
"How could this be?"
"how come?"
After someone sighed in pain, the whole person took a few steps backwards, and then slumped on the ground, hiding his face and weeping.
Hopeless.
They are hopeless.
At this moment, Ye Wuping, seeing the disappointment of the crowd, roughly guessed what they were thinking, and immediately yelled, "Look at you, you don’t look like a peerless Tianjiao in such a way. But a small setback will let you So decadent!"
However, Ye Wuping's rebuke was not ashamed of many Hongyemen Tianjiao, nor did he rekindle his passion, but he sighed more heavily.
Why do they want to be decadent?
How can you escape?
The strong who wanted to escape were killed. As far as the master is now, with their strength, there is no hope at all.
At this moment, Feng Jun, who is Ye Wuping's disciple, ran to him, and when he supported Ye Wuping, his face was sadly asked: "Master, Hongyemen is dead?"
Ye Wuping stared coldly, Feng Jun quickly shut up, and knelt down quickly, "Feng Jun, it, I beg Master for punishment!"
Feng Jun's kneeling immediately evoked doubts from his friends, "Fengjun, she is a prisoner like us now, why are you kneeling?"
"presumptuous!"
Feng Jun got up angrily and glared at the fellow who said this.
The man smirked, looked at Ye Wuping, who was staring at him with cold eyes, no longer dared to speak, and quickly suffocated his breath, took the and ran to the corner of the side to plow the soil. While digging the soil, he sighed, regretful.
If I knew this, I joined the Yin Yang family!
He is desperate for the future at this moment.
She was also desperate for Hongyemen.
The sect master is reduced to a prisoner, so can he have a future?
Feng Jun hurriedly turned around to excuse the same doorman who had just spoken out, lest Ye Wuping would raise his murderous intent, "Master, Xiaoliu is unintentional. We have been planting trees day and night for a month, so..."
Ye Wuping raised his hand, closed his eyes, and sat down on a place with leaves on the floor. He closed his eyes and said nothing.
She didn't know what to say at the moment.
Very complicated!
At this moment, Ling Yun, who was in charge of the tree planting brigade, walked out of the forest and saw that everyone was lazy. He immediately said angrily: "If you don't want to live anymore, just say it. I will report to the sect elder. Send you on the road!"
Lingyun got angry, and everyone hurriedly got up in panic, picked up tools and continued to work, like lazy and arrested laborers. Feng Jun also left Ye Wuping's side under Lingyun's anger, picked up the and handed it to Ye Wuping, "Master, there is hope in life!"
After all, Xiaojun is about to support Ye Wuping.
Ye Wuping broke free from Feng Jun's hand, opened his eyes and glanced at the hoe, then took a look at Lingyun, and his anger immediately rose.
When has she been so humiliated?
When Ye Wuping rubbed and stood up, Lingyun immediately scolded, "What to see, and then look to dig out your eyeballs."
Being scolded by Ling Yun like this, the fire pressed in Ye Wuping's heart broke out instantly, and he subconsciously opened the veins again. As a result, he realized that his veins had been blocked again. Immediately he was about to use his spiritual power to teach Lingyun, but he heard Wen Ping's soft cough.
Wen Ping's sword is in the sky, overlooking here.
Ye Wuping raised his head, and hit Wen Ping's icy eyes.
"Ye Wuping, remember for this sect master, it is best to put away your sect master temper, this is not Hongye Sect! If there is another time, not only you, but none of the people behind you will be able to live. Anyway, Hongye Some of them are handymen who plant trees. They are dead, and this sect master can’t take some time to catch them."
After all, Wen Ping Yujian left.
After Wen Ping left, Ye Wuping gritted his teeth and lowered his fist unwillingly. He stretched out his right hand slowly and grasped the Feng Jun handed over.
In the old days holding a sword to kill.
Dig the ground with a today.
The world is different on the earth.
But this is the end, what can be done?
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At the same time, news of the Hongyemen sect owner joining the tree planting team spread like wildfire.
In the beginning, some members of the tree planting team spread word of mouth, but somehow they were heard by Huaiye. However, it naturally became the conversation material for everyone when they were eating together, and those new disciples who had just started to hear the news almost stopped eating.
It turned out that Ye Wuping, the master of the Hongyemen Gate, did not get from the hands of the elder Sword Demon, but was captured by him back to the Immortal Sect.
"Now the outside world thinks that the Hongyemen sect master has escaped."
"After stepping out of the upper realm, and about to enter the half-step Tian Wushu, the Ye Sect master still failed to escape the clutches of the sword demon elder. The sword demon elder is too strong!"
Everyone sighed again and again.
After the meal, dozens of people immediately went to the undead woods in groups.
I want to be honored as the master of Hongyemen!
I hope that the Hongyemen sect master, who is aloft, is now a member of the tree planting team, which is really shocking.
As everyone walked outside the forest of undead trees, someone shouted from a distance, "Yang Ping, can you quickly move the felled tree away, almost overwhelming the sapling that just grew yesterday!" "
"Yang Ping?" Ye Wumei frowned~EbookFREE.me~ and immediately speeded up.
She remembered the handyman she saw next to the stairs on the day of entering the sect. At that time, he felt very much like Yang Ping of the Yang family!
However, she felt that Yang Ping should be cultivating in the Red Leaf Gate to prepare for the Seven Regions to be on the list two months later, so she didn't think about it anymore after that. But now that someone shouted so, it gave her a bold guess.
She Ye Wumei immediately walked two steps quickly, and then immediately shouted at the hard-working Hongyemen disciples in the undead trees, "Brother Yang Ping!"
Yang Ping, who was moving the tree, raised his head subconsciously, then followed the source of the sound to look at Ye Wumei, and then quickly lowered his head again.
It's her again!
Yang Ping now has the desire to die.
Why is she everywhere?
"Brother Yang Ping, it's really you!" Ye Wumei rushed in three steps and two steps, but Yang Ping shook her head one after another.
"Xiao Ye, you have admitted the wrong person!"
"Can you fake it more?" Ye Wuping pretended to be unhappy.
At this time, the disciples of the immortal sect who were new to beginners also followed.
"Senior Sister Ye, do you know this person?"
Some people are puzzled.
Some people immediately recognized Yang Ping.
"Yang Ping in Shuicheng!"
"Isn't he from Hongyemen?"
"Wow, the lower level of Zhenyue, and the middle level of Zhenyue!"
Everyone looked at this scene and sighed again and again.
The Sect Master and the elders were too ruthless, they even took the Hongyemen Tianjiao who participated in the Seven Regions Ranking List this time.
"It's no wonder, it's no wonder Hongyemen has soared in the past few days, and used the high-grade Zhenpai Maishu as a gimmick, and said that it will keep the top ten in the red zone!"
"Everything makes sense!"
Everyone suddenly realized.
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