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But the next second, a belated exclamation came from Sheng Wuyan's mouth——

"What! You are a fortune teller of the undead. If you put it that way, you are also..." Sheng Wuyan stretched out his index finger and poked the sky, lowered his voice and said like a thief: "You are also a fortune teller? Or that one? The famous, ghostly creator god of the Undead Continent?”

The upright Sheng Wuyan was so surprised that he yelled out what was on his mind.

Sheng Lingfeng, who came to his senses later, heard these words shouted by Sheng Wuhuang, and he was afraid that Ye Qingyang would convict Sheng Wuhuang because he felt offended. Before Ye Qingyang could answer, Sheng Lingfeng pretended to be angry and scolded Sheng Wuchang severely: "It's okay! Yesterday, your wife said that you were sick and had a fever, but I didn't take it to heart. Now it seems that you are probably burned out. Brain!"

Sheng Lingfeng glanced at Sheng Wuque and growled: "Wuque, hurry up and take this scoundrel to my room, invite the healer to have a look at him, and quickly find out the cause of the disease and prescribe the right medicine!"

"yes!"

After being beaten by his master, Sheng Wuyang also realized how rebellious his words just now were.

"puff!"

Just when Sheng Wuque stood up and was about to take Sheng Wushen away, Ye Qingyang suddenly laughed out loud. "Mr. Sheng, you don't have to be so reserved." Ye Qingyang glanced at Sheng Wuyan and said, "I don't think this little fellow Taoist is sick. He is very lively along the way."

Hearing this, Sheng Lingfeng and Sheng Wuque turned pale.

Ye Qingyang wanted to keep Sheng Wuhuang behind and then deliberately cause trouble?

Sheng Wuyan was so scared that his eyes were spinning wildly.

This is the undead fortune teller, a perverted fortune teller who can trample evil spirits under his feet and torture them. If he wants to go crazy, Sheng Wuyang can't even turn himself into ashes.

"My little fellow Taoist, you are right. Our continent of the undead is indeed a ghostly world. After all, the people living there are undead who have nowhere to go and refuse to enter reincarnation because of their obsessions. However." Ye Qingyang said seriously: "Don't forget, every ghostly undead was also a monk of flesh and blood during his lifetime."

Hearing the meaning of Ye Qingyang's words, it seemed that he did not intend to pursue the fault of Sheng Wuyou's gaffe. Sheng Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly raised his hands to Ye Qingyang and said: "What the Lord of the Undead said is true, every undead is also our former relative. . Earlier, my disciple Wukong said the wrong thing, and I will punish him well by shutting himself up and thinking about his mistakes."

"Forget it, it's human nature to be prejudiced against the undead." These people were all his father's fellow disciples, so how could Ye Qingyang put them in trouble?

Fortunately, the arrival of two acquaintances successfully resolved the awkward atmosphere in the banquet room.

"Haha! I heard that the Master of the Undead was coming, so His Highness and I came to Yufucheng to chat with our friends. We are here uninvited, and please forgive me for coming, Patriarch Sheng, Mrs. Sheng!" As he spoke, the man wearing a camel-colored trench coat Feng Yuncheng and Mo Cuisi, dressed as a couple, strode in with some gifts.

This is also their first official visit to the Sheng clan after returning to the Holy Spirit Continent.

Sheng Lingfeng and the others were greatly relieved to learn that Feng Yuncheng and Ye Qingyang were friends. It was also the first time for Sheng Lingfeng to see this butterfly so pleasing to the eye. "Haha, nephew Feng Xian and niece Mo Xian are polite. Even if you don't come, we will send someone to invite you over to keep our undead master company!"

Sheng Lingfeng invited them to sit down.

Seeing an acquaintance, Ye Qingyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He said to Feng Yuncheng in a familiar manner: "Feng Laosi, I came to Holy Spirit Continent this time specifically to attend your wedding to Metrice."

"Really?" Feng Yuncheng was a little surprised and felt warm.

"Yes." Nodding, Ye Qingyang leaned on the sofa behind him and said in an arrogant tone: "Of course, I don't want to come. But since my father has made this request to me, I, as a child, cannot be unfilial. .”

Feng Yuncheng was amused by Ye Qingyang's words.

"Since you are here, you are the distinguished guest of our Holy Spirit Continent." Feng Yuncheng looked towards Shengzhou and said, "Brother Shengzhou, you have to choose a few brothers with true temperament to accompany the undead master. We undead people It is best to get along with adults who are upright and informal."

This is a hint that Shengzhou needs to find a few disciples who are simple-minded but sincere in their treatment of others to accompany Ye Qingyang.

But who believes that the necromancer will be an easy person to get along with?

Hearing this, Shengzhou responded with a smile on the surface, but in his heart he was wondering who should be sent to accompany Ye Qingyang.

However, Ye Qingyang took the initiative to call him by name and said, "Let this little fellow Taoist accompany me." Ye Qingyang pointed at Sheng Wuyan.

Sheng Wuyang immediately turned pale.

What, is the undead fortune teller planning to put on little shoes for him?

Sheng Wuyang was about to cry but had no tears, so he looked at his master and senior brother as if asking for help. "Master, senior brother, I am straight-headed and can't speak. Lord Undead has asked me to accompany him by name. Do you agree?"

He thought to himself: Reject it quickly, reject it quickly!

But Sheng Lingfeng said: "Since Lord Undead is optimistic about you, it's okay. You can accompany Lord Undead around the Holy Spirit Continent these days."

Sheng Wuyang: "..."

Ye Qingyang hooked his fingers towards Sheng Wukai, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his crimson lips, stared at Sheng Wukai with a gloomy look, and made a pretentiously evil voice from his mouth: "Little fellow Taoist, I like the frank and innocent little cutie like you the most, so these few days, I have troubled my little Taoist friend to keep me company."

Ye Qingyang's feigned gentle tone and ghostly gaze made Sheng Wuhuang's scalp go cold with fear.

To Sheng Wuxu, Ye Qingyang's words were like saying: Little guy, I like to eat innocent little cuties like you who have thin skin and tender meat. Come on, let me eat slowly these days. .

After saying that, Ye Qingyang stood up first and stared at Sheng Wuyan with lowered eyes.

That way was urging Sheng Wuxu to get up and leave with him.

In order to make up for his previous gaffe, and in order not to offend the undead fortune teller and implicate the entire Sheng clan, Sheng Wuxu suppressed his fear of the undead fortune teller and stood up from the chair, like a quail. , followed behind Ye Qingyang hand in hand.

Watching the two of them leave, Sheng Zhou frowned, looked sideways at Sheng Lingfeng, and said with some concern: "Master, Master Undead will not really harm Wu Wei, right?" In any case, Wu Wei is a disciple of the Sheng clan, even if he If there is a verbal mistake, you can't lose your life because of it.

"Azhou, you still need to practice your eyesight." The speaker was Lan Yao, who sent the child to his room to rest and hurried back to the banquet room.

Hearing this, Sheng Lingfeng looked at Lan Yao tenderly and said to Lan Yao: "Aru, please tell Azhou carefully about the twists and turns involved."

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