Weakest talent? Have you ever heard that there are literally thousands of hands?

Ye Chen's face was black, and he turned his head to look at Zhang Zilai with a resentful look.

"I... Is it very similar to

the Night Pearl?" Zhang Zilai heard that the Night Pearl could speak, and immediately squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Chen carefully.

"I'll just say, Night Pearl is so good at talking? It turned out to be Ye Chen.

Ye Chen listened to this, and the whole person instantly became bad.

"Anyway, didn't you go out to make trouble? How did you do this?" Zhang Zilai frowned slightly.

Looking at Ye Chen's appearance, it seemed that he didn't do anything, and as a result, he was still messed up.

"It's all that Yan Zhan !!" Ye Chen became angry when he thought about it, and slammed the table and got up.

The table cracked in response, Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, and looked down.

shouted at Zhang Zilai, "I'm sorry, it was my mistake."

Zhang Zilai pursed his lips and stretched out his hand to take out his mobile phone, "Well, this is good, I have wanted to change it for a long time." "

What are you doing?"

"Buy a new table." "

Oh..."Ye Chen sighed, "Where did I talk about it just now?"

"You said that Yan Zhanda.

"That's right! It's Yan Zhanda, this guy is so hateful, can't he just die like Yan Zhan people? Before he died, he burned my hair and eyebrows?

!!!!

I looked up at Ye Chen, who was waiting for Zhang Zilai to agree with his statement, and sighed deeply, "For a while, I didn't know who to blame

!!

..."

I can't say....

I almost killed myself with my own ultimate, right?

Wait, it's not enough to die, after all, the body is free from fire, but...

Why don't you come out and explain why my hair and eyebrows are not on fire?"

Subsequently, the enhanced interface of the flowing blade silently added a function.

'Hair fire free'....

At this moment, Ji Xiaoduo pushed the door and entered.

"Brother Ye, I knew you weren't dead!" Ji Xiaoduo saw Ye Chen and Zhang Zilai with his back to the light, and stepped forward to hug Ye Chen.

Suddenly, Ji Xiaoduo sensed that something was wrong.

"Wait, my Brother Ye is not the pearl of the night..."

Ye Chen clutched his chest, and almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood.

At the critical moment, I made up for it....

Ji Xiaoduo looked at Ye Chen seriously, and then he was sure that it was Ye Chen.

Then put away the hippie smile, and directly hugged Ye Chen's thigh and cried bitterly.

"Brother Ye, don't you know, that Yan Zhan was so mad that he actually blew up the Colosseum! I'm worried about you!" Ye

Chen looked at Ji Xiaoduo with a strange face, "What are you talking about???" Ji Xiaoduo

stood up and wiped some tears from the corners of his eyes.

"It was the official side who went to check the cause of the explosion and concluded that Yan Zhan blew himself up.

Zhang Zilai also looked at Ji Xiaoduo with a strange face, and glanced at Ye Chen thoughtfully.

I was very skeptical of Ye Chen's statement just now, how did you force a Haoyue Realm to self-destruct?"

"Xiaoduo, have you ever thought about why Yan Zhanda blew himself up?"

Zhang Zilai said with deep meaning.

Ji Xiaoduo stopped sensationalism and looked at Zhang Zilai with a wise face.

"Why?"

"Because he can't beat Ye Chen

!" "Yes, Brother Ye was also present at the time, could it be that Brother Ye asked me to go first?!" Ji Xiaoduo suddenly realized.

Ye Chen supported his right hand with his left hand, and touched his chin with his right hand.

"You say..."

Is there a possibility that I did the explosion?"

The scene was silent and very embarrassing.

After explaining what had happened.

A group of three people sat on the sofa.

The two of them are wondering why there is such a big gap between people? Am I really not born to come to this world to make up numbers?

or... Actually, I was born to foil those good people, so rounding up, I = supporting role,

and the other one is also self-doubting.

Why should I use a flowing blade like fire? Isn't it good to smash

him to death with a big Buddha? Why do I want to use a hot hell? Isn't it good to kill him with Songming? Why

did I do something and get my eyebrows and hair into

it? Haven't you heard of a classic aristocratic saying?

'

The hair is gone, and it won't be messy anymore.

No, this doesn't seem to be a bad thing, at least you don't have to worry about messy hairstyles in the future.

Wait, it doesn't seem right...

Thinking of this, the three of them sighed at the same time.

Then they looked at each other and sighed again.

On the other hand, the matter of the Colosseum of the Yan family has spread all over Kyoto.

Some people say that Yan Zhan blew himself up, and some people say that someone named Zhujian did it.

Some even say that it was an out-of-the-sky meteor that just fell into the Colosseum.

Anyway, rumors are not responsible.

But what is the headache?

It is a large number of Haoyue Realm and Scorching Sun Realm looking at the Colosseum, which is already a scorched earth, and falling into deep thought.

"You say, can the Yan family really have this kind of power when it explodes on its own?"

"I don't know, I see the hanging..."

"

“... You say, how about taking the Yan family to the front line as a self-explosive bomb?"

a man in a green robe suddenly proposed.

A crowd looked back at him sharply.

Fang Qingshan was stunned for a moment, slapped his forehead suddenly, why did he say what was in his heart?"

Hearing

Fang Qingshan's words, everyone didn't say anything more.

"Although it is a trace of flames, I want to say, all of you here, which self-explosion can have a scale of this scale

?" "Who knows, why don't you go up and blow yourself up when you get old?" Fang Qingshan suddenly interjected.

"Kid of the Fang family, don't think that Bai Ditian is your nephew, you can just talk nonsense!" The

old man who suggested that it might not be a self-explosion heard Fang Qingshan's words, and immediately became a little unhappy.

But the more unhappy people came!

"How can my uncle speak, and he still needs you to teach?"

Bai Ditian stood on top of the imperial sword and looked at the old man condescendingly.

The man was momentarily speechless.

"Nephew, just in time, otherwise he will beat me. Fang Qingshan said.

Bai Ditian was a little helpless, "Uncle, don't get involved in this matter, go home and say hello to my mother." "

I don't, I'm going to eat melons here!"