It shouldn't be difficult to surrender the Three Ultimate Divine Swords.

"But I want to tell you first, that master doesn't like to be disturbed. If you want to see that master, you can only follow me and pretend to be an ordinary elder of the Mo family."

"Don't make any noise! ​​If you disturb that expert, the consequences will be unpredictable!"

Seeing Zhao Ding's serious face, Ouyang Changfeng was inexplicably nervous.

"Can."

However, in order to meet the master Zhao Dingkou mentioned, Ouyang Changfeng agreed.

"I want to see who this master Zhao Ding is talking about is?"

"I'm afraid you may not be able to conquer my three-level divine sword!"

"When the time comes, if that master makes a fool of himself, I can really laugh at Mr. Zhao Ding."

With this thought in mind, Ouyang Changfeng and Zhao Ding left Tianjian Pavilion together.

Head straight to Shengong City.

There was no communication between the two on the road.

They don't like each other.

By the time he arrived at Shengong City, Ouyang Changfeng had changed his appearance and looked like a very ordinary Mohist elder.

Follow behind Zhao Ding.

Unremarkable.

Even the breath was covered with special treasures.

Zhao Ding found several more Shengong City elders and mixed Ouyang Changfeng among them.

So much more inconspicuous.

Later.

Zhao Ding took them to Ye Qingyun's residence.

From a distance, I saw Ye Qingyun wandering around, with a big yellow-haired dog following him.

He seems to be walking his dog.

"Meet Mr. Ye!"

Zhao Ding hurriedly greeted him and bowed to Ye Qingyun.

Ouyang Changfeng and others behind him also followed suit.

Ouyang Changfeng glanced at Ye Qingyun secretly.

I was very confused.

Could it be that this ordinary-looking young man is the master that Zhao Dingkou calls him?

That's it?

That's it???
Chapter completed!