Super System Plundering the Heaven

C819 The Happy Ye Weiguo



C819 The Happy Ye Weiguo

Happy Ye Weiguo.    

    

Rumble...    

    

The violent airflow blew up the fallen leaves on the road.    

    

The helicopter landed directly in the middle of the road.    

    

Bang!    

    

The cabin door opened and Xiao Zhantian's figure jumped out from the cabin.    

    

Xiao Zhantian's eyes lit up when he saw Ye Yu and Lee Wuzhen.    

    

"Master, Martial Uncle!"    

    

Xiao Zhantian waved at the helicopter pilot as he walked towards Ye Yu and Ye Yu.    

    

The helicopter pilot saw Xiao Zhantian's gesture and nodded. He then started the helicopter.    

    

With a loud roar, the helicopter rose from the ground and flew towards the night sky.    

    

"Master!"    

    

Xiao Zhantian walked closer and complained to Lee Wuzhen, "Master, why are you running so fast?"    

    

"You even flew over on your sword. Do you really think you are made of iron?"    

    

Lee Wuzhen snorted when he heard that. "If you don't hurry, the yellow vegetables will be cold!"    

    

"That is also better than you flying over with your sword!"    

    

Xiao Zhantian looked at the weakened Lee Wuzhen, and his eyes revealed a worried look.    

    

"I'm afraid you have already overdrawn your energy!"    

    

"Even if you came on your sword, do you still have the strength to fight?"    

    

Lee Wuzhen heard this and his eyes widened. He was so angry that his beard was raised.    

    

"Even if this old man has already reached my limit, I will still use the Heavenly Sword even if I use all my strength!"    

    

Xiao Zhantian's face darkened. The stubborn old man in front of him made him speechless.    

    

"Good, good! You are always the Heavenly Sword."    

    

"As old as the strong, no one can accept it!"    

    

Ye Yu looked at Lee Wuzhen and Xiao Zhantian with a smile on his face.    

    

"Alright, let's not talk about this for now. Let's go to my house!"    

    

Boom!    

    

The sports car rumbled as it sped toward the center of the Mingzhou City.    

    

At Ye Yu's house.    

    

Ye Weiguo heard a knock on the door, then he pushed it open and walked out of his bedroom.    

    

When he saw Ye Yu, Ye Weiguo immediately smiled.    

    

"Yu, you're back!"    

    

"Grandpa!"    

    

Ye Yu called out to Ye Weiguo and said, "I'll bring some people over to have a seat."    

    

Ye Weiguo nodded. "Okay, who is it?"    

    

At this moment, Lee Wuzhen and Xiao Zhantian walked in from outside the door.    

    

"It's me, Senior Brother and my junior disciple."    

    

Senior Brother? Junior disciple?    

    

Ye Weiguo's eyes revealed a puzzled expression. When did his own grandson have Senior Brother and his junior disciple?    

    

Lee Wuzhen raised his head and looked at Ye Weiguo. His eyes lit up.    

    

"Brother Ye, I am Ye Yu's Senior Brother, Lee Wuzhen."    

    

Lee Wuzhen pointed at Xiao Zhantian and said, "This is my disciple, Xiao Zhantian."    

    

Although Ye Weiguo didn't know the identity of Lee Wuzhen and Xiao Zhantian,    

    

but judging from their extraordinary bearing, they must not be ordinary people.    

    

"Please take a seat, I'll pour you two some tea."    

    

In the living room.    

    

Ye Yu and the others surrounded him and sat down.    

    

Lee Wuzhen picked up his teacup and took a sip.    

    

"Brother Ye, I think your body is strong enough!"    

    

In Lee Wuzhen's eyes, Ye Weiguo's health was no less than that of a young and handsome young man.    

    

Compared to other old people of the same age, ___'s health could not be any better!    

    

When Ye Weiguo heard this, a smile bloomed on his face.    

    

"Hahah... I won't hide it from brother. Recently, my body is really getting better and better day by day!"    

    

"Every day, I drink the porridge cooked by Yu. My stomach feels warm!"    

    

"My waist is no longer sore, and my legs are no longer hurting!"    

    

Congee?    

    

Lee Wuzhen's eyes revealed a puzzled look. What kind of congee could be so good?    

    

"Cough! "Ye Yu coughed dryly.    

    

"It's the gastric health porridge I brewed."    

    

A look of realization appeared in Lee Wuzhen's eyes.    

    

Ye Yu was able to cook something as heaven defying as the Eight Treasures Porridge with Qi and Blood, so it was only a small matter to boil some fitness congee.    

    

"Brother Ye is really lucky."    

    

Lee Wuzhen looked at Ye Weiguo with envy.    

    

"Brother has a good grandson!"    

    

When Ye Weiguo heard someone praise Ye Yu, he felt delighted in his heart. When he looked at Lee Wuzhen and Xiao Zhantian, he found them more and more pleasing to the eye.    

    

"Hahah... In my life, the happiest thing is to have a good grandson like Ye Yu!"    

    


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