Super System Plundering the Heaven

Gudong!    

Wenren Jinglve swallowed hard, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.    

"You, you are actually Senior Skysword's junior disciple?"    

Xing Meng coldly harrumphed and looked at Wenren Jinglve with disdain. "What do you think?"    

Wenren Jinglve's face turned awkward and he almost cried. You should have told me earlier that you have someone backing you!    

Looking at Ye Yu, who was standing in front of Wen Meng with a calm expression, Wenren Jinglve had an even worse feeling in his heart.    

This Xing Meng seemed to be the leader of the group. It could be imagined that this Ye Yu's background was even more extraordinary!    

"Then, what about that Ye Yu? Could he also be the Martial Artist of Senior Heavenly Sword?"    

Wenren Jinglve looked at Xing Meng with a worried expression, afraid that Xing Meng would say something that would cause his heart to stop.    

"Ye Yu is a Martial Artist." Xing Meng said in a low voice.    

"Hiss..." Wenren Jinglve took a deep breath, and his heart almost stopped beating. "Could it be that he is also a junior of Senior Heavenly Sword?"    

Xing Meng shook his head, "No, it is not a junior."    

"Hu..." Wenren Jinglve let out a long breath, and the heart that he was holding also went into his stomach.    

"It's good that it's not, it's good that it's not!"    

Patting his chest, Wenren Jinglve was nearly scared to death by Xing Meng.    

Looking at Wenren Jinglve's expression, the corner of Xing Meng's mouth curled up into a smile and said softly, "Ye Yu is my Martial Uncle's Junior Brother, which is also my Martial Uncle! According to seniority, he should be the same generation as my Martial Uncle!"    

Wenren Jinglve suddenly widened his eyes and his head buzzed.    

"Your Martial Uncle's Junior Brother? Senior Heavenly Sword's Junior Brother?!    

Wenren Jinglve called out in a sharp tone, then rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.    

Xing Meng laughed evilly and smacked his lips. "How boring. You fainted just like that?"    

Behind Ye Yu, Wen Meng looked surprised, "Ye Yu, are you really the previous leader of the Martial Alliance, Junior Brother?"    

The corner of Ye Yu's mouth curled up. He smiled and said, "That's right. This morning, when I first met Senior Brother, Senior Brother felt that we were fated to meet. So he took me in as his disciple and accepted me as Junior Brother!"    

Wen Meng's eyes rolled and she rolled her eyes at Ye Yu. "You are lying. How can you be so casual?"    

"Go to hell! I don't believe it!"    

Wen Meng snorted lightly, and then her eyes flashed with joy, "You are the former chief of Martial Alliance, Junior Brother. Now you don't have to be afraid of the Zhao family, and you don't have to go see that Zhao Mingyu! Great! "    

Ye Yu's eyes flashed with a smile. He looked at the excited Wen Meng and said, "Are you happy? You have to thank me properly!"    

Swoosh!    

In an instant.    

A delicate figure leapt into Ye Yu's arms.    

Wen Meng hugged Ye Yu and pressed her blushing face against Ye Yu's chest. She said softly, "Ye Yu, thank you!"    

Ye Yu's body stiffened. He could not push her away or hug her. He could only stand rooted to the ground.    

"Uh, Wen Meng, you misunderstood me. I did not mean thank you like that."    

Wen Meng let go of Ye Yu's hands, lowered her head and said softly, "I know."    

"By the way, where are you going tonight?"    

"Sheng Long Auction House."    

Wen Meng's eyes lit up, "Auction house? I also want to go. How about we go together?"    

"This..." Ye Yu hesitated for a moment. He felt that how should he reject Wen Meng in order to not appear ungraceful.    

"Alright, alright! Let's go together!"    

Xing Meng, who was standing at the side, smiled evilly and called out loudly.    

"Great, it's getting late. Let's go!" Wen Meng had an excited look on her face. She pulled Ye Yu and walked out.    

In the end, Ye Yu had no choice but to leave the Welcoming Pine Pavilion with Xing Meng and Wen Meng and head for the Sheng Long Auction House.    

As for the unconscious Wenren Jinglve who was lying on the ground in the Welcoming Pine Pavilion, he had long been forgotten by the three of them.