Chapter 1657 (1/2)
Yecha!
Yang Feng took Saint Roland and and LAN Xuelong and quickly walked towards the gate of the saint hall. Many people in line talked and complained that Lan's family's status in the yecha family was no longer the original royal family, so these people didn't give LAN Xuelong face.
”This old man can still be the patriarch. Under his leadership, the life of our yecha family is getting more and more sad.” A yecha expert despised him.
”Yes, this old man should abdicate.”
”Everyone, as far as I can see, the LAN family should get out of the yecha clan.”
Listening to the comments of those people, LAN Xuelong shook his head helplessly and sighed secretly. In fact, he has tried his best. No matter who is the patriarch, the situation of yecha clan cannot be changed. If Huang Shiren is the patriarch, it is estimated that the situation of yecha clan will be worse.
”Patriarch LAN!”
In the crowd, a yecha expert came out, stopped LAN Xuelong and said seriously, ”if you want to celebrate the saint's birthday, please line up. Don't think you can jump the queue with two young people.”
”Get out!”
LAN blood dragon roared. At least he was also the head of yecha family. How could he be bullied by these people.
”Ha ha!”
The master smiled and said, ”clan leader LAN, aren't you very docile? Why are you angry today? But even if you are angry, I'm not afraid of you, because your family is not what it used to be, and it's no longer the royal family.”
Hoo Hoo!
LAN Xuelong was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. If it weren't for the saint's hall, he would have done it long ago.
Yang Feng glanced at the man with cold eyes and said, ”you'd better shut up, or I'll make you never speak.”
”Ha ha!”
The master smiled, looked at the companions behind him and said, ”you have heard that, this little young man is so ashamed that I can never speak.”
”Ha ha!”
Those masters also laughed one after another and felt that Yang Feng was overkill.
”Boy, you...”
The man seemed to want to say something, but his pupils suddenly dilated and then stood still.
”Hello!”
Several experts behind him said in a voice: ”speak quickly. The young man is not ashamed. Do you want to make you never speak? Say a few words and let him listen.”
But the man was still standing there, silent
”There are 100 pairs of jade spirit corals for the yecha family Qingmu immortal. I wish you a blessing like the East China Sea and a longer life than Nanshan.”
”The leader of the volcano of the yecha family has a special supply of 100000 tons of Lingshi. I wish the sage a long life.”
”The first world Hongwu gate offers three ten thousand year divine fruits...”
Outside the palace, a doorman kept shouting. Whenever someone sent a tribute, he would read it.
”Hey, where's your tribute?”
Seeing the three young men walking with clean hands, the doorman shouted and said discontentedly, ”today is the 10000 year old birthday of the saint. You Dalits are qualified to participate. You have been honoring your ancestors for 18 generations. Do you dare to come empty and look for death?”
Ignoring the anger of the doorman, Yang Feng said calmly, ”Zhang San, a yecha family, specially sent a coffin. I wish the sage a reincarnation as soon as possible.”
Without thinking, the doorman directly repeated: ”yecha family Zhang San, specially sent a coffin. I wish the sage a reincarnation as soon as possible.”
”This!”
Just after reading, the door boy realized his mistake, so he opened his big mouth and stared at Yang Feng in amazement.
Maybe he made a mistake because he reported too much.
Those experts who lined up to give gifts also looked pale and scared to death.
.....
And now!
In the palace, the sage Liu Tianhe was receiving the praise of the people, but at this time, a voice came: ”yecha family Zhang San, specially sent a coffin. I wish the sage a reincarnation as soon as possible.”
”Yecha family Zhang San sent a coffin. I wish the sage a reincarnation as soon as possible.”
The sound seemed to echo in the palace again and again.
Zhang San!
Who is Zhang San? These experts look around. It seems that there is no Zhang San in the yecha family. Even if there is, he is an unknown small role and is definitely not a big man. Such an unknown person is not qualified to come to congratulate the little saint on his birthday, let alone deliver the coffin.
”Ha ha!”
Liu Tianhe smiled coldly. Although he was not angry, the experts in the palace knew that the sage was angry.
When the saint is angry, he will bury millions of corpses, and the yecha family will be unlucky. Maybe their people here will follow him and be killed by the man named Zhang San.
”Sage, calm down!”
Huang Shiren first knelt on the ground and raised his hands as if praying to heaven.
”Sage, calm down!”
”Sage, calm down!”
WOW!
Then, all the masters in the palace knelt down neatly and knelt down to Liu Tianhe one after another.
”Sage, calm down!”
Outside the palace, those experts who lined up to give gifts immediately knelt down, either on the roadside or on the ground when they heard the sound from the palace. In short, wherever they could kneel, they were full of people. In the cold wind, everyone trembled as if it was very cold.
”Lan blood dragon!”