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When Ye Lingyue came out, he still had the Thunder knife in his hand. He saw the emperor also in the trade union. He also had the princes of the princes and the phoenix phoenix, and she was a little bit surprised.

"Ye girl, this palace is another harassment."

The Prince of Mang had a haha, like an old acquaintance, and went forward.

"His Royal Highness is really idle, it looks like, what happened to General Zhou Da, have you handled it properly?"

Ye Lingyue faintly returned.

The prince of the prince was stiff and laughed twice.

Because of General Zhou's affairs, he has been smashed by the father's writing.

"Ye girl, say it, Zhou Xiong's father and son, and you have some relationship with you, you should not make fun of this palace. This palace has heard that you have become a teacher. If you can't become a teacher, you can replace it." An old master like the ancestors of the Galaxy?"

The Prince of Mang has come to a hasty, and for the things of today, he only knows one, and he does not know the other.

He is also strange, how big the Confucius Union is, how can the Star River ancestor run here.

Now, at first glance, it is clear that the ancestors of Xinghe came to consider Ye Lingyue's inscription skills.

The prince of Cang Mang did not expect that the ancestor of Xinghe was coming to Yan Lingyue.

After all, the skill of Ye Lingyue, who has just become a second-class instructor who has not been a long-time teacher, is still far from the existence of the literary master of the Xinghe ancestor.

Galaxy ancestors!

Ye Lingyue squats slightly.

Although he had doubts about the identity of Huangshun Dahan, Ye Lingyue did not think that the other party was actually the ancestor of Xinghe.

The ancestors of the Xinghe, who used to be the same as Ye Min, let the Ye family overturn.

Ye Lingyue sneered.

"Don't dare to be, I am such a small cockroach, how dare you go to the door to get an axe. Just a weapon of the ancestor of the Galaxy has some problems, too lazy to shoot, so come to the Confucius Union to borrow the handle."

"This is a misunderstanding. The ancestors also please don't care. In the past, the trade unions kept negligently and accidentally lost the ancestors' ancestors. There are some five elements of Yaozhu, and the ancestors are forgiven."

Ye Lingyue has not finished yet, Zeng Ming was busy with the front and sent the five elements of Yaozhu.

Of course, there will be no problems with the ancestors of the Galaxy.

Zeng Mingshi only looked at himself.

I don't know how to accept the five elements of Yaozhu.

Zeng Ming's face has a twilight.

"Old ancestors, are you this?"

"Double return, plus apology is the price of the earlier. Now if the Confucius Union can not return the original, it is not just the price. I am not the general Thunder knife, but my father when I was a child. The Thunder knife created by hand, this thing is of extraordinary significance, it is not enough to use twice the five elements of the ray."

The ancestral face of the Galaxy has a mocking color and looks at Ye Lingyue.

If Ye Lingyue is willing to take it softly, today's business can still be done.

But Ye Lingyue and Ye Min are the same, they are both hard and soft. This is the case, and why should he be merciful.

"This... ancest, what do you mean?"

Zeng Mingshi's forehead was cold and sweaty.

At this juncture, what the ancestors of Xinghe said, that is what.

This time, the Confucian Trade Union, if it is unable to reach the conditions, is afraid to recognize it.

"Either the Confucius Union closed down, or changed its knife."

The ancestral ancestor of the Xinghe said.

Zeng Mingshi was shocked.

"Old ancestors, don't say too much. If the union got a knife?"

Ye Lingyue did not expect that the Galaxy ancestors would be so blatant, looking for the door, and the door to the door is **** for tat.

"With the knife, I have nothing to say."

The ancestor of Xinghe said.

"Then there are ancestors to look at."

Ye Lingyue said, the backhand was raised, and the Thunder knife in the hand was unsheathed.

But seeing a cold and fierce, the knife light as a horrible one out, everyone felt a glimpse of the eyes.

The knife has already plucked toward the ancestral horoscope.

Thunder knife, knife like Thunder, the knife is light and fast, it is really a thunder, and it is in the face of the ancestors.

The eyes of the ancestors of the Galaxy were slightly stunned, only to hear a knife, and the knife was suspended in midair.

The blade is completely exposed to everyone's eyes.

The inscription on the knife is like a fine band of ribs floating on the knife.

The inscription, apparently just inscribed soon.

"Ye Mingshi, you are so bold, dare to speak out in front of your ancestors, and you are not happy to apologize to your ancestors."

Zeng Mingshi is here, and I want to die.

At this moment, Ye Lingyue also had a hard time with the ancestors of the Xinghe, and she should beg for mercy.

"The fourth-order Thunder knife is worthy of the knife used by the ancestors. The blade is clear, the knife is like lightning, and the knife is good. Even the signature on the knife is new, it is not easy."

The prince of the awning can not help but praise.

The old ancestors of Xinghe and the old emperors of Chu are similar in age, and they are all famous for thirty-three days.

His childhood knife, at least for about a million years.

The four-order name device is very difficult to save for ten thousand years. It is not easy to have such a product.

"Four...fourth order?"

When Zeng Mingshi heard it, he almost did not bite his tongue.

He got up and looked at it and looked at the Thunder knife.

This eye, even Zeng Mingshi are stunned.

The look of the ancestor of Xinghe is also very exciting.

He stared at the knife, and the inscription on the knife was the inscription he had used earlier.

The change of the text, Ye Lingyue, actually in an hour of time, the inscriptions that he inscribed on the Thunder knife, the disappearing , , , , , , , , ,

One stroke does not fall, a trace of good.

"Old ancestors, you can see clearly, is this knife your knife?"

Ye Lingyue asked.

I don't know how to answer the ancestors of the Galaxy.

"Don't ask, this signature is the handwriting of the ancestors, there will be no mistakes."

Prince Cangman pointed at the signature on the knife.

"The knife is indeed the knife of the old man."

At this time, the ancestors of Xinghe will not be able to admit it.

The ancestor of the Galaxy ancestor has been around for 10,000 years, and the signature of the above has already faded in the early years.

Therefore, even the ancestors of the Star River have forgotten that they have their own signature.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lingyue actually copied the signature again, and it was exactly the same!

"This is the case, please ask the ancestors to take the knife."

Zeng Mingshi went up and went forward, and the bottom of his heart said that today's business is always a good thing.

"Slow."

I know that Ye Lingyue's hand waved, and the Thunder knife had a dragon tail and returned to Ye Lingyue's hand.

"Ye Lingyue, what are you doing? Return the knife to your ancestors!"

Zeng Ming's teacher was almost vomiting.

The face of the ancestor of Xinghe is also ugly.

He seems to have foreseen what Ye Lingyue will say next...

"Knife, is the ancestor's nature will be returned to the ancestors. But since this knife is the ancestor, the value is different. Two thousand five lines of beads, this knife is returned."

Ye Lingyue is not slow.