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Chapter 922 Do it!(1/2)

Seeing this, the three of them were overjoyed and praised them.

"Then I'll go to the kitchen and have a walk."

Ye Xinghe put away the token and walked towards the kitchen alone.

Qin Shucheng smiled and whispered: "I wish Brother Ye would return in triumphantly."

Liu Qingyue was full of concern and whispered: "Junior Brother Ye, be careful."

Ye Xinghe looked calm, waved his hand and left with great strides.

After a stick of incense, he came to a courtyard.

This place is very lively, with more than a dozen disciples stir-frying the dishes, and the fragrance is everywhere.

Ye Xinghe walked with his hands behind his back and looked around.

A moment later, he saw a few large tanks in the corner of the yard.

The wine in the jar is filled with fragrance!

"Wine tank?"

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes flashed with light, and he thought to himself: "The ceremony of the Holy Man Sect must drink blood wine and swear to join the sect."

"If you dissolve the poisonous pill in wine, it's best."

Thinking of this, he strode towards the wine jar.

But as soon as I was halfway through, I suddenly heard someone shouting loudly.

"That boy in red robe, stop me!"

All of them are white-robed scholars here, only Ye Xinghe is wearing red robes.

He frowned slightly and turned his head to look.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a black robe and pointed mouth and monkey cheeks staring at him coldly.

Ye Xinghe looked calm and smiled, "What's the matter with this deacon?"

The black-robed deacon looked suspiciously, looked at him up and down for a moment, and said, "My name is Liu Wu, and I am the deacon in the kitchen."

"You kid is not my kitchen, why should you come in?"

Ye Xinghe was not arrogant or impatient, and chuckled: "I am a little thirsty and want to ask for a drink."

"drink wine?"

Liu Wu sneered: "So he is an alcoholic!"

"I'm not a place for you to drink, get out quickly!"

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly when he heard this, and said lightly: "Deacon Liu, please make a convenience."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and raised the mahogany order to show him.

"It's useless for you to get the token!"

Liu Wu looked disdainful and said coldly: "Go to the kitchen, I'm the biggest!"

"You are a little disciple of red robe, that's a big deal!"

Ye Xinghe's face gradually became colder and he said sternly: "Liu Wu, you are so bold! You actually insulted me!"

"Open your dog's eyes and take a good look at this token!"

Before he finished speaking, he waved his token hard and smashed Liu Wu's face.

Liu Wu's face suddenly turned angry and wanted to get angry.

But the next moment, he saw three big words on the token - Wu Yehu!

"The token of the direct disciple of Elder Wu!"

Liu Wu's arrogance disappeared immediately and his face showed a look of horror.

Among the sects, Wu Yehu's direct disciples were only a handful of them.

Moreover, each of them is a tough guy!

But Ye Xinghe was extremely jealous and he had never seen it before.

He suddenly looked up, looked at Ye Xinghe carefully for a moment, and suddenly realized.

"Can you be a new genius, Ye He!"

Ye Xinghe's face was cold and he whispered: "That's right!"

When Liu Wu heard this, his expression suddenly changed and he immediately squeezed out a flattering smile: "Oh, Junior Brother Ye, didn't you say it earlier."

"I don't know if you were here, otherwise why would you say such a mess."

"You can drink the wine here casually."

He was extremely enthusiastic and led Ye Xinghe to the wine jar.

Ye Xinghe looked calm and said coldly: "I like someone when I drink, so you go down first."

Liu Wu said yes repeatedly and quickly turned around and left.

Seeing this, the other disciples of white robe dared not take a look.

Ye Xinghe looked around and confirmed that no one was paying attention to him. He flipped his palm and quietly took out the Huangong to scatter.

He poured out eight elixirs from the porcelain bottle and put them into the wine jar.

"In this way, these cult thieves will definitely be hit!"

Ye Xinghe's eyes flashed, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then he turned and left.

The sun sets in the west and the night is shrouded in the sky.

Above the square, bonfires were lit, making it very lively.

The members of the Holy Barbarian Sect gathered here, and there were thousands of people.

Hundreds of wine tables were filled with disciples.

"Quiet!"

On the high platform, Wu Yehu's face was blushing and stood in a cup.

He spoke passionately.

Then, he raised his wine glass in his hand and said aloud: "It is a blessing for you to enter my Holy Barbarian Sect and a blessing for you!"

"Drink this glass of blood wine, I will be my disciple!"

"Dear disciples, let me drink this cup!"

Everyone in the audience was full of fanatic expressions and responded loudly.

"The Holy Barbarian God Cult, Supreme!"

"For thousands of generations, we will unify the world!"

Niu Chong showed disdain and sneered in a low voice: "These idiots are about to die, and they are still so happy."

"Silence!"

Ye Xinghe glanced at him coldly and yelled softly: "Do you want to kill us?"

Niu Chong twitched his eyes and lowered his head, not daring to respond.

Then, he looked around and waited quietly.

When the fanatics arrived, they drank poisoned wine one after another.

Ye Xinghe curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Brother Qin, you can notify Elder Qu to attack!"

Qin Shucheng nodded, and a jade talisman was drawn from his sleeve, which was quietly crushed.

A dark and undetectable aura spread several miles away.

At the same time, near the gate of the Holy Man Sect, in the dense forest.

Qu Xiaoshan suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the forest.

"Do it!"

After the words fell, he activated his divine aura and stepped on the air.

His body is bright blue light and his aura is moving!

In the mountains and forests, there was no sound of "rustling" sound.

Thousands of troops move at the right time!

Above the night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the dark clouds are floating, covering the waning moon.

At the mountain gate, a group of disciples in red robe were dozing off.
To be continued...
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