I made myths

Chapter 21 Goodbye Boy
[Congratulations to the host for having an impact on the world. The evaluation is S level and the host will be rewarded with +22.5 vitality points! 】

"What did I do again?"

Wen Qian couldn't help being puzzled. He could explain the previous few times, did he really do something big to distort the world this time?
Obviously, he does everything according to his feelings, and he does whatever comes to his mind, basically without any purpose.

As if knowing Wen Qian's doubts, the fictional myth thoughtfully gave an explanation: [The host used the second template to guide the director of the Huaxia Metaphysics Bureau to report information, which caused a change in official policy, so it was rated as S. 】

"I see. Is it similar to the butterfly effect? ​​It's a pity that it didn't affect the whole world."

Wen Qian is not disappointed, now his vitality has reached 55 points, successfully turned into an integer, and has reached half of the vitality of the willow tree.

Withdraw from fictional mythology, the sky has dawned.

Swinging his fists, every punch can produce a small sonic boom, which looks a little scary.

"Good guy, I'll be direct, good guy, who can handle this punch for three days?"

Wen Qian is full of confidence now. If he meets Qiong Xia again, he is confident that he will not be fooled by his mouth, and he will directly punch him into the air, just like Ye Wu back then.

Just as he was getting used to his powerful body, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the window: "Go a little further to the right! Yes! Go to the right!"

"Isn't that the voice of the child named Ye Wu?"

Talking about who will arrive, Wen Qian recalled the experience of winning treasures in Laoshan, and thought of the little man who was blown away by Qiong Xia for more than ten meters in one breath.

"He was injured so badly, and he recovered so quickly?"

With doubts, Wen Qian went to the window and took a peek. A boy in a wheelchair with a sling on his arm directed some people to plan an area on the open space west of his house.

"He wants to build a house next to my house? Not good!"

Wen Qian's bookstore is on the edge of Wenzhen, so almost no one will come to it except people who read books.

Yesterday's crowds were only due to the recovery of spiritual energy, and most of the time they were deserted, which was also convenient for Wen Qian Xianyu.

But now that there is a person in the practice circle like Ye Wu, his peaceful life will definitely be affected!
Besides, this kid's surname is Ye, such a dangerous surname, Wen Qian doesn't want to have anything to do with him, what if he needs to sacrifice to heaven?
"No! I have to find a way to stop him!"

Having just exited the fictional myth, Wen Qian had no choice but to enter again, controlling the template of his big black dog for a long time.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a space wall like a starry sky. He quickly stretched out his claws, pushed open the exit of the space, and ran towards his home with his feet.

Although the vitality of the half-day template is not strong, it is better than the physical body. The distance between the two locations is also close, and he arrived at the location within a few minutes.

Seeing Ye Wu's figure from a distance, he opened his mouth and shouted: "The boy in the wheelchair! Be merciful!"

These words were the fuse. Ye Wu, who was originally calm, turned red at a speed that could be observed with the naked eye.

Pointing his head to the ground, he turned his face with force, looked at the barking big black dog and roared, "Who are you calling a boy! Blind your dog's eyes! I'm 21 this year!"

After shouting, he gritted his teeth and stood up, as if to show off his height.

"How dare he!?"

Wen Qian couldn't help laughing in his heart, still calm on the surface, walked forward quickly and said: "No matter how old you are, you are still a teenager in my eyes."

He spoke calmly, with his hands behind his back, and his big pants looked fairy-like.

Seeing the appearance of the big black dog, Ye Wu's anger subsided a lot, and he sat back on the wheelchair and replied, "It turns out that I am a demon. I really have nothing to say about my age, so what's the matter with you calling me?"

He kept looking at Wen Qian, and Wen Qian was looking at him at the same time, and the two sides commented on each other:

"This kid is not surprised at all. He is indeed the heir of a rich family and someone who has seen big scenes."

"This dog monster doesn't look like a rare beast, but it has such a body shape and can speak human words. It seems to be a very talented person, so we can make friends with it."

As for the Yaozu, as the patriarch of the Ye family with a long history, Ye Wu can be said to be very familiar with it.

Because the wife of a certain generation of patriarch of his family is a demon clan, a cicada demon who got a chance.

The cicada demon has a short lifespan, several decades shorter than that of the human race, so the lifespan of its offspring is also shortened.

In the next hundred years, all the patriarchs lived very short lifespans, which led to civil strife in the Ye family. Fortunately, they were calmed down, and the Ye family is what it is today.

But that was all thousands of years ago, and not many people even in the Ye family knew about it, and Ye Wu only found out about it by looking through the genealogy by accident.

Although the traces of the blood of the monster clan are so thin that they can be ignored, but the blood is the blood, as long as it still exists, it will have an impact.

He does not reject Yaozu, and even has a close feeling.

This is also the reason why he was able to hold his temper and communicate with the dog demon that Wen Qian transformed into.

Wen Qian looked at Ye Wu, actually looking at his attribute panel:
【Name: Ye Wu】

【Age: 21 years old】

[Height: 1.6 meters three]

[Identity: Young patriarch of the ancient Ye family]

[Vitality: 23 points]

[Evaluation: Supreme pride!Carry great luck!It's a pity that the character is a bit naturally dull, so it is recommended to flicker. 】

[Reminder: This child is of the blood of the monster clan, and his strength is limited by the world, so it is difficult to improve due to age, and it does not gradually improve until the spiritual energy recovers. 】

"My suggestions for fictional myths have always been very admirable. You are like my son. Although we have some disagreements, we are very close most of the time."

After accumulating enough family affection, Wen Qian took another step forward, walked up to Ye Wu, looked at him kindly, and responded:
"Young man, you are extremely talented, and you have the blood of my demon clan, why don't you come and be my son...disciple."

The kind voice, gentle tone, and eyes that seem to have experienced vicissitudes of life all interpret the cherishing talent of an old senior.

Even Ye Wu, who was already immune to kindness after experiencing family strife, was inevitably a little dazed and surprised.

He secretly said in his heart: "He can actually see the thin blood of the demon clan in my body. Could it be that he is really a powerful demon?"

"Now my Ye family is frequently suppressed, my father is seriously ill, and my position is gradually loosened due to the loss of the treasure. If I get the help of the big demon..."

After struggling for a while, Ye Wu still shook his head and replied: "Sorry, I have no plans to become a teacher."

As the young patriarch of the Ye family, he, Ye Wu!It is absolutely impossible to worship a Yaozu whom they met for the first time as a teacher!

Wen Qian smiled, he likes the way others slap him in the face.

The less Ye Wu trusts him now, the happier he is.

"Young man, you don't have to refuse in a hurry. I can see that your strength has stagnated for a long time and has only improved recently. I wonder if I am correct?"

"you!"

Ye Wu's breathing stopped suddenly, and he suddenly turned his head to look around, only to be relieved when he found that no other outsiders were there.

But the shocked eyes of the Ye family members behind him were like steel needles, piercing his back continuously.

He didn't tell anyone about his practice, including his father and his deceased grandfather.

He knew his identity and did not allow himself to show any weakness. Countless greedy eyes were staring at his actions.

"How did you know?"

Ye Wu's voice was cold, without the peace before, the aura in his body had already started to work, ready to fight at any time.

(End of this chapter)