Ye Fan still shook his head, and said with a smile on the while with a special tea: "Why talk about big households?"

"My Ye Fan is born flat, my mother is just a farmer."

"Since childhood, I also grew up in the country."

"By chance, only one way in martial arts."

"I can have the achievements of today, what I rely on is my own luck."

Ye Fan did not conceal it, but it was calmly explained his origin.

There is no need to conceal it, and it is not something that can't be seen.

Ye Fan never taboo, let alone feel shame.

They wanted to know, Ye Fan also said frankly.

"Um?"

"The child of the peasant?" Lu Hua frowned.

"Rural people?" Lu Yanxi was also surprised.

"Ye Fan, are you joking with us?"

"If you have no relationship with the background, how can the martial arts temple let us take you out to meet the world?" Lu Yanxi doubted.

Ye Fan spread his hands and said slowly: "Why should I make a joke with you?"

"As for why you said why I joined this operation, it is estimated that I saw the power in my hand."

"Only if I am there can I help you win the Yuan Lingguo."

"Only me can she shelter you return to peace."

"Otherwise, just because of the power of you, this trip must be fierce."

Ye Fan's discourse is plain, but the pride in the tone is extremely distinct.

Lu Hua and others heard their words, and suddenly had a black line.

"Just you?"

"Refunding strength?"

"Also shelter?"

"You are a mixed boy, you start cultivating from your mother's fetus, and how much strength can you master?"

"People are not big, the bragging skills are not small!"

"Depend on!"

"God of War, how can you choose you to enter the team?"

Lu Hua rolled his eyes at Ye Fan, and then he was too lazy to ignore him. He turned his head and sat directly in front of the cabin.

After learning that Ye Fan had no background, it was just a native buns from the countryside. Lu Hua naturally had no interest in him.

He was just like Ye Fan's enthusiastic and polite, nothing more than fear of Ye Fan's background.

But now it seems that they think more!

This guy is a idiot who is a kind of narcissistic.

Lu Yanxi also glanced at Ye Fan with unhappy eyes. Obviously, Ye Fan's arrogant words just made Lu Yanxi disgusted.

These words, if it was Kong Lao, Lu Hua would naturally not feel that there was any inappropriateness.

But a mixed boy with milk stinky, but here is a big word, isn't it surprising that they are not annoyed?

"I persuade you, come to the Americas for a while, and converge your arrogant temperament."

"Otherwise, if you are provoked, don't blame us to see death or not!"

Lu Yanxi solemnly warned Ye Fan, and then left here, walking in the front row and sitting down at Lu Hua.

Kong Ming didn't speak, but shook his head a little disappointed, and then continued to keep his eyes closed, sit quietly.

Just like this, Lu Hua and others who talked to Ye Fan just now, but at this time, they were unwilling to ignore Ye Fan and put him directly here. They ignored it.

In this regard, Ye Fan just had a helpless smile.

Sure enough, no matter the world or the martial arts world, there is no change in the nature of the poor and the rich.

After that, Ye Fan didn't say anything.

Lu Hua did not want to take care of themselves, and naturally, Ye Fan couldn't hold a hot face to stick cold buttocks.

...

"Damn, because I thought this Ye Fan was the god of war, this was a special time for a long time, it was a native of the countryside."

"Is there really no one in the hot summer martial arts, so let a soil to participate in such an important action?"

"Hope it is not a dragging oil bottle?"

...

"I think it shouldn't."

"Although this guy is a bit humble, I think it still has some strength."

"Otherwise, the instructors of the military region will not lose to him." Although Lu Yanxi was not very impressed with Ye Fan, Lu Tianhe said to her before leaving.

Remember.

"What you said, just Han Ping, Zhu Rong's color, right?"

"These people are all well -known generations."

"There are some flowers, there are no real skills at all."

"Let's talk about Han Ping, he is the fifth place in the master list, Han Xianren’s nephew."

"Whenever he has a bit of martial arts talent, Han Xianren will never learn his net worth, pass it to a foreign surname, and accept others for his pro -disciples?"

"These people, I defeat them, just like a dog."

"Defeat them, can't prove?"

"What's more, your father, you said that Han Ping was defeated by Ye Fanzhi's hand, and did not say that the stinky boy won."

"What if he uses treacherous means and secretly attacked?"

"In short, after all, he is just a hairy kid in his early twenties, destined to be able to do anything big."

"The Temple of Wushen asked him to go to the Americas with us is a wrong choice!"

Lu Hua said, his voice was not small, and he didn't seem to be afraid that Ye Fan heard it.

Lu Yanxi also nodded deeply: "Well, let a teenager go with the team, it is really wrong."

"However, this is the end, and we can't help it."

"Forget it, don't think about this."

"Lu Hua, eat something."

"This is the fruit I brought to me by my mother, you taste it."

Between speaking, Lu Yanxi took out the fruit from the backpack next to her and handed it to Lu Hua.

"Kong Lao, do you eat some too."

After that, Lu Yanxi gave Kong Ming some past.

But Ye Fan was automatically ignored by Lu Yanxi.

"Well, it's delicious."

"It's nice to have a mother's pain, unlike me, my mother died early ..."

Here, Lu Hua and others talked about chatting.

But Ye Fan was sitting alone, and he was doing tea in that person, watching the sky outside the window quietly. But he did not take the initiative to come forward to the people.

"This mixed kid is quite proud."

Seeing Ye Fan like this, Lu Hua shook his head and laughed.

During the talk, when he lifted the teapot, he was full, and suddenly found that there was no water in the teapot.

"I'll pour it."

Lu Yanxi got up and went to the tea in front of the tea indirect water, but was stopped by Lu Hua.

"Yan Xi, just sit in."

"This kind of running legs, let the mixed boy do it."

"Always let him start the point."

Lu Hua laughed, then turned back to look at Ye Fan: "Hey, boy, come to pick us up with pot water."
To be continued...