"We ordinary people, I am so happy today! We ordinary people, I am so happy today......"

The night is hazy, and with the help of the moonlight, Ye Xiuwen drove the mountain road.

That night, he was destined to be unable to sleep. He obtained a basket of various treasures, although they were not considered treasures in the eyes of the disciples of the Tianyuan Sect and Qingyuan Sect. But in Ye Xiuwen's eyes, everything felt fresh. Especially when he was exposed to the puppet making technique.

This puppet-making technique that has been passed down from the Tianyuan Sect is simply tailor-made for Ye Xiuwen.

Ye Xiuwen has a strange fire in his body, and it is the most suitable for making puppets.

The spiritual fire at midnight has no temperature, so when refining the puppet, you are not afraid of the temperature being too high and damage the puppet.

So if others only have 50% of their success in making puppets, then Ye Xiuwen will be 100% because the most difficult level of the lotus seed puppet was conquered.

Ye Xiuwen was eager to try it out and wanted to find something to try, so he couldn't sleep tonight.

However, he was walking, and the sound of clothes breaking through the air came from the forest on both sides.

"Someone else? I can't hold it anymore."

Ye Xiuwen looked at the more than thirty storage bags on his waist and a black storage ring. For the first time, he felt that he scratched his head because he had too many treasures.

But at this time, someone came to deliver things, and he couldn't help but accept them.

Ye Xiuwen stopped and waited for the other party to come to the door.

And sure enough, just as Ye Xiuwen stopped, more than thirty figures flew out of the forest.

These people have different clothes and are not very high in realms, but they are all fierce and evil.

Ye Xiuwen swept around, the first level of Lingyuan Realm, the second level of Lingyuan Realm, the fourth level of Lingyuan Realm,...

Among the more than thirty people, the only one with a folding fan and a brocade robe was the highest. This person is at the seventh level of the Lingyuan realm and is about 17 or 18 years old.

"Hehe, little brother? Are you walking alone at night? I'll ask you something. If you answer correctly, I'll let you go. Otherwise, I'm sorry, hum!"

The other party sneered. However, at this time, Ye Xiuwen shook his head bored and continued to move forward.

Because these people were paupers in his eyes, only three of them had storage bags, including the white-faced young man holding a folding fan.

Ye Xiuwen, who was used to eating big fish and meat, looked at these people and had no nutrition anymore, so he ignored the other party and continued to move forward.

However, at this moment, the young master's left and right men had two men crossed his shoulders and blocked Ye Xiuwen and said, "What are my master asking you?"

"roll!"

Ye Xiuwen only said one word to get out, and didn't even want to say one more word.

The two of them were stunned, but then they were furious and pressed their hands over, trying to take Ye Xiuwen off.

Due to the blood mantra, it is difficult for ordinary people to see his realm. He is only alone, and his figure is not very tall, and he looks weak and can only be bullied.

So these two people actually caught Ye Xiuwen directly and wanted to press him to the ground.

However, at this moment, Ye Xiuwen's wings only shook, and the wind blew on the ground, and the two men were directly lifted out.

Ye Xiuwen was disdainful of his actions and just slightly shaking his wings. Otherwise, the bodies of these two people would be shattered by the turbulent flow formed by the wings.

Ye Xiuwen was at this time at the eighth level of the Lingyuan Realm and was hit by the Blood Curse. These wings were not only given the power of the gods, but at least they were leveraging the power of the gods.

So how can ordinary warriors at the first and second level of the Spirit Yuan Realm be Ye Xiuwen's opponent?

"ah?"

The two flew out, and the young man and the rest were a little scared.

Before, they saw Ye Xiuwen's back wings, and they thought it was just decoration. But they didn't expect that the wings were real.

"You, you, your wings are real." The young man said in surprise.

Ye Xiuwen didn't reply, and the young man was ignored again.

The young man was very angry and pointed at Ye Xiuwen and said, "You are so rude. I, 'Nalan Tongchuan', want to teach you a lesson."

"Nalan Tongchuan? People from the Nalan family?"

Ye Xiuwen was suspicious and knew the other party's identity. He had met Nalan Yanran before. He knew that those who came to the Immortal Island to experience were disciples of Tianyuan Sect, Qingyuan Sect, and others were members of the Nalan family.

Moreover, Ye Xiuwen also knew that the Nalan family had a weak power and the family's children were wandering around here.

"hehe!"

Ye Xiuwen laughed dryly, but he didn't expect that he would meet someone from the Nalan family.

"What? Are you scared?" But seeing Ye Xiuwen laughing, 'Nalan Tongchuan' thought Ye Xiuwen was afraid, so he asked arrogantly.

"I'm afraid you big-headed ghost, get out of here quickly. I don't have any interest in paying attention to you."

Ye Xiuwen said a few more words, because he had met Nalan Yanran twice, and Nalan Yanran also told him a lot about the eight wilderness lands. So as long as the other party was not seeking death, he would be disdainful to take action.

But at this moment, the 'Nalan Tongchuan' was not clear-headed and said angrily: "You, you are such an excessive person. If you don't let you taste the power of my Nalan family, you, you,..."

"You big-headed ghost, I'll beat you up all over the ground."

Ye Xiuwen shook his fists and said playfully. Because he saw that "Nalan Tongchuan" was a second-generation ancestor. He was used to being arrogant at home, and when he came out to see someone being alone, he came over to show off. Otherwise, if he tried it with a disciple of Tianyuan Sect or Qingyuan Sect, he would have been so scared that he would run away.

Sure enough, the "Nalan Tongchuan" was frightened to the point of Ye Xiuwen's fist. His subordinates also swallowed and took two steps back.

Ye Xiuwen sneered and thought to himself that the Nalan family members were indeed weak, and they were frightened by him and were so scared.

However, at this moment, one of the servants of the Nalan family saw the storage bag on Ye Xiuwen's waist. More than thirty bags were hung around. Oh my God, he probably never saw such a rich person in his life.

"Young Master, look?"

The servant pointed to the "Nalan Tongchuan".

"Nalan Tongchuan" looked closely at this time and was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party had so many storage bags.

"You, who are you? Why do you have so many storage bags? This storage bag costs millions of taels of silver?"

'Nalan Tongchuan' questioned, but at this time, Ye Xiuwen was slightly happy and said: "You have robbed it, so do you, hand it over it."

Ye Xiuwen stretched out his hand. Originally, he didn't want to pay attention to the second generation ancestor in front of him. But this idiot actually came to his door by himself, so there was nothing he could do. Hand over the treasures on you too. After all, you are the young master, and probably there are a lot of things inside!...
Chapter completed!