Chapter 621 This Is Not What I Want, Thank You

Gudong!

Wen Renjing swallowed his saliva slightly, and there was a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

"You, you are actually the nephew of Senior Tianjian?"

Xing Meng snorted coldly and looked at Wen Renjinglue disdainfully, "What do you think?"

Wen Renjing slightly embarrassed and almost cried, you have a backer, you should have said it earlier!

Looking at Ye Yu who was standing in front of Wen Meng with an indifferent expression, Wen Ren Jinglue felt an even worse feeling in his heart.

This Xing Meng is vaguely headed by Ye Yu. It is conceivable that this Ye Yu's origin and identity may be even more unusual!

"Then, what about Ye Yu? Could it be that he is also a warrior of Tianjian's senior and nephew?"

Wen Renjing looked at Xing Meng worriedly, for fear that he would hear the news of cardiac arrest in Xing Meng's mouth.

"Ye Yu, he is a martial artist." Xing Meng said softly.

"Hi..." Wen Renjing took a deep breath, and his heart almost stopped, "Could it be that he is also the junior of senior Tianjian?"

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

"Hu..." Wen Renjing took a long breath and put the heart in his stomach.

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

He patted his chest, Wen Renjing was almost scared to death by Xing Meng.

Looking at Wen Renjinglue's expression, Xing Meng's mouth curled into a smile, and said softly, "Ye Yu is my uncle's junior brother, that is, my uncle! In terms of seniority, it should be my uncle's peer. !"

Wen Ren Jinglue suddenly widened his eyes, his head buzzing.

"Your uncle's junior brother? Senior Tianjian senior's junior brother?!

Wen Renjing screamed in a shrill tone, then rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

Xing Meng gave a bad laugh and smacked his mouth, "It's really boring, so you fainted?"

Behind Ye Yu, Wen Meng looked surprised, "Ye Yu, are you really the junior brother of the former leader of the Wumeng League?"

The corners of Ye Yu's mouth twitched, and he said with a chuckle, "Yes, this morning, I met my senior brother for the first time, and my senior brother felt that he was destined for me, so he accepted the apprentice on his behalf, and accepted me as his junior brother!"

Wen Meng's eyes wandered, and she gave Ye Yu a pretty white look, "You lie, how can you be so casual?"

"Fuck you! I don't believe it!"

Wen Meng snorted lightly, and then his eyes flashed with joy, "You are the junior brother of the former leader of the Wumeng League, now you don't have to be afraid of the Zhao family, and you don't have to go to see that Zhao Mingyu! That's great!"

A smile flashed in Ye Yu's eyes, and he looked at the excited Wen Meng and said, "Are you happy? You have to thank me!"

Swish!

In an instant.

A delicate body plunged into Ye Yu's arms.

Wen Meng hugged Ye Yu, her flushed cheeks pressed against Ye Yu's chest, and said softly, "Ye Yu, thank you!"

Ye Yu's body was stiff, neither pushing him away nor holding him, he could only stay in place.

"Uh, Wen Meng, you misunderstood. That's not what I meant when I said thank you."

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

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

"Shenglong Auction House."

Wen Meng's eyes lit up, "Auction house? I want to go too, why don't we go together."

"This..." Ye Yu hesitated for a moment, thinking how to refuse Wen Meng so that he wouldn't appear ungracious.

"Okay, okay! Let's go together!"

Xing Meng, who was beside him, gave a wicked smile and said hello.

"Great, it's getting late, let's go!" Wen Meng looked excited, pulled Ye Yu and walked out.

In the end, Ye Yu had no choice but to leave Yingsong Pavilion with Xing Meng and Wen Meng and head to Shenglong Auction House.

As for Wen Renjinglue, who was lying unconscious on the ground in Yingsong Pavilion, the three of them had long forgotten them.