Goddess Appraiser

(Let’s add one more sentence... The masters of the main station, please read the announcement... The little monster is here to thank the masters of the main battle for their support...)

"Ye Lang... oh... I'll wipe... Ye Lang, wake up?"

In the quaint banquet hall, Song Yu still watched with pain on his face.Don't look at this guy who is more than white, in fact, his speaking style is almost the same as that of young people in their 40s and [-]s.Seeing that Ye Lang had inexplicably disappeared his lot just now, and then fell to the ground without knowing whether he was alive or dead, the old man suddenly became furious.

While constantly trying to drag Ye Lang up from the ground, Song Yu also tried to infuse his true energy into Ye Lang's body, and then checked what was going on with Ye Lang.

What surprised Song Yu was that with the internal energy he had cultivated for nearly a hundred years since he was a child, at first no matter what, there was no way to pour it into his body along Ye Lang's meridians.After a while, he finally poured his internal energy into it, but unexpectedly found that once his true energy entered Ye Lang's body, it completely disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.Not only that, but there was a faint suction in Ye Lang's body, which caused his true energy to continuously drain.

Shocked, Song Yu was anxious to disconnect from Ye Lang.The strange thing is that when Song Yu anxiously wanted to pull away, the suction in Ye Lang's body did not make things difficult for him, but sent him back once like a gentle current.

This made Song Yu a little confused. It is obvious that Ye Lang is definitely in a coma at this time, but the true energy in his body can run to this extent by itself, which is better than most masters who are completely awake. But also take it easy.Afterwards, Song Yu experimented seven or eight times in a row, but the result was still the same, which made the old man a little confused.

Looking at Zhou Weina at the side, although this wheat-colored beauty was a little worried at the moment, there was a hint of relief between her brows.This made Song Yu even more puzzled. Could it be that Zhou Weina wasn't worried about Ye Lang at all this week, or was it because this top-notch beauty was playing tricks on Ye Lang?

"Miss Zhou," Song Yu, who was about to be overwhelmed by doubts, turned around and asked helplessly, "Do you know what happened to Ye Lang? Why do you seem not worried at all?"

Zhou Weina was taken aback when she heard this.It took her a long time to react, and she was surprised to find that not only did she not have the slightest worry or worry, but there was also a sense of joy in her heart that she couldn't understand, as if a long-lost lover suddenly The irrepressible joy of returning home.

Looking at Zhou Weina's uncertain expression, Song Yu felt pain again, thinking that this couple looks like a man and a woman, but why is it that the man is physically disabled and the woman is brainless?

But Song Yu is still an old man who has lived for a hundred years, even if he can't help but whisper in his heart, he won't say it out of his mouth.After all, he still counted on Ye Lang's help in the following matters. If the words were wrong and Zhou Weina embellished them and spread them to Ye Lang's ears, then he would really lose his wife and lose his army.At that time, not to mention that I can't get this set of spiritual needles back, and I may miss Ye Lang, a potential stock, then I won't even cry.

Fortunately, after tossing for a long time, Song Yu suddenly heard a very low sigh.That voice was not only low, but also filled with infinite sadness, as if it came from the endless ancient times, long and long.

At Song Yu's age, he is extremely sensitive to such sounds or similar things.Obviously, in this sigh, in addition to the extremely strong cultivation base, it also contains a trace of what is called the power of law by the masters in the ancient martial arts world.If it wasn't for being anxious about Ye Lang right now, Song Yu might have sat down on the ground immediately, and then began to retreat and practice the enlightenment brought to him by this sigh.

"Tianxie..." Ye Lang's voice sounded again, pulling Song Yu, who was still staring at him in a daze, back to reality from his thousands of thoughts.

"Ye Lang, Brother Ye... You finally woke up!" Seeing Ye Lang finally woke up, Song Yu almost cried out excitedly, "Brother Ye, my heart is not very good, old man. I'm sorry you were so scared!"

After saying a word, Song Yu looked at Ye Lang, but found that this guy didn't pay attention to him at all. Instead, he stared blankly at his right arm, wondering what he was thinking.

"Brother Ye?"

"Tianxie... come out!" Unexpectedly, Ye Lang suddenly gave a low shout, and raised his right arm in response.

Immediately afterwards, nine spiritual needles with light blue light shot out from his arms, like tiny bullets, swift and powerful...

"Scared?!" Song Yu was taken aback when he saw it, thinking that Ye Lang was going crazy and wanted to kill him.

The old man was so startled that he jumped back out.

Don't look at how old this guy is, but his skills are more than three levels better than those of Haotian and A Fei.With just his jump, his figure has already flashed past three corners of the room.

Why three?

In fact, Song Yu didn't want to flash back and forth like this, apart from other things, it would not be very good just because of face.

But he was also extremely helpless, at first he just guessed that Ye Lang's spirit needle was aimed at him.After he dodged for the first time, he was very sure that Ye Lang's needles were indeed aimed at him, because when he stopped, the nine spiritual needles had already appeared in front of him.

After dodging three times in a row, the nine spiritual needles still followed Song Yu unhurriedly, which shocked Song Yu even more.You know, according to his ability, let alone a novice at the level of Ye Lang, even the two old men Zhou Yun and Chu Fei would definitely not be so easy if they wanted to press him so hard.

However, Ye Lang's needle did it.

Now, Song Yu had to pay more attention to Ye Lang.I don't know what happened to this guy. Anyway, there are indeed signs that people are going to target him. If Song Yu doesn't use all his strength, I'm afraid he will suffer.

Of course, with Song Yu's efforts, the nine spiritual needles obviously lost the ease they had just now.At least, when Song Yu reappeared and prepared to fight back, the nine spiritual needles did not follow.

Some complacently waited for nearly half a second, but the nine spiritual needles hadn't caught up yet, and Song Yu became puzzled again.In a blink of an eye, I saw that the nine spiritual needles had already surrounded Ye Lang's body and floated beside him.

"Hey, Patriarch Song, what are you doing? Why is it like a monkey show?" Seeing that Song Yu finally came to his senses, Ye Lang joked half-jokingly and half-sarcastically.

"Eh..." Song Yu didn't realize it, and didn't know how to answer Ye Lang's words.

"Patriarch Song, look, my kung fu of the Nine Turning Spirit Needle has reached the standard?" Seeing that Song Yu was silent, Ye Lang simply continued, "But I really didn't expect that, Patriarch Song, you actually helped me find it." Returning my Heavenly Evil Spirit Needle... It really surprised me... Patriarch Song, I, Ye Lang, have remembered your kindness."

Being robbed by Ye Lang for a while, Song Yu could only slap his mouth and didn't speak for a long time.Ye Lang's offensive of carrots and sticks obviously made Song Yu, an old man, a little bit less refined.

"Hey, Patriarch Song, I'm talking to you, how can you give me some reaction?" Ye Lang looked at the old man in front of him with a smile, and walked to Zhou Weina's side at the same time, "Little wild cat, were you worried just now?" I?"

"Hmm...worried? Why are you worried?" Seeing Ye Lang's performance just now, Zhou Weina was also taken aback, but she quickly reacted, "Aren't you doing well? Why should people worry about you!"

"Oh, little wild cat, what you said made me very sad!" Ye Lang made a worried expression, and whispered in Zhou Weina's ear, "Little wild cat, you have to follow me obediently from now on. I'm here, you know?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Weina obviously didn't get used to Ye Lang's strangeness, but she seemed to have gotten used to his state from the bottom of her heart.

"Hey, Patriarch Song, if you don't speak anymore, then I'm leaving..." Ye Lang looked at the shy expression on Zhou Weina's face with satisfaction, then turned to Song Yu and said, "As for what you said, you want me to protect you?" The thing... um, it’s actually a person, right?”

"Eh..." Song Yu finally stopped being in a daze, and nodded quickly, "Brother Ye, how do you know it's a person?"

"How do I know?" Ye Lang thought for a while, "Eh... that's right... I don't know how I know, anyway, I just know..."

"This..." Song Yu rolled his eyes, cursing Ye Lang again in his heart, "Since that's the case, then Song won't hide it from you, brother Ye, the one who needs your protection is indeed a person! "

"Well... that's right," Ye Lang nodded and said, "It's getting late today, and I don't believe that group of weirdos will come to make trouble at this time, so I'll go to rest first, and you will bring me tomorrow." I'll go and see..."

With that said, Ye Lang put his arms around Zhou Weina's waist, and left the banquet hall with brisk steps.

While watching Ye Lang's leaving back, Song Yu suddenly felt that his back was wet with cold sweat at some point.

"What the hell is going on here?" Song Yu said to himself in surprise, "Who is this Ye Lang?"