Chapter 1283 White Tiger III

"Hello, Brother Lang, I have heard about the name for a long time, and it really deserves its reputation. This lady is your younger sister, can you recommend me?" Ye Wenliu didn't feel the hostility towards him from the Zhao brothers and sisters at all, and approached him with a shy face.

"No need, please!" Zhao Minglang was very forceful. He had heard about Brother Ye Wenliu's flamboyant name, and he always sneered at it.

After finishing speaking, before Ye Wenliu could respond, he brought Zhao Mingyue to the table.

"this……"

Ye Wenliu hesitated for a moment, but returned to his seat. Although he didn't get to know Zhao Mingyue directly, he was excited to find the fifth beauty.

"Huh?" Zhao Minglang had been paying attention to Ye Wenliu all the time, and suddenly saw Han Yu, his eyes suddenly became cold and stern, and he whispered secretly: "A dog of a feather!"

Look no further.

Zhao Mingyue sat next to Zhao Minglang, her little face was redder than Huo Shaoyun, she lowered her head and said nothing.

Countless people pointed at Ye Wenliu, and some people sarcasm unabashedly, which caused Han Yu to suffer an indiscriminate disaster.

Ye Wenliu didn't take it seriously, he piled the utensils on the table on the ground randomly, wiped the table clean, took out a piece of white paper, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and fell into meditation.

"What are you going to do?" Han Yu asked.

"Make a base first!" Ye Wenliu solemnly picked up the brush, ready to start work.

This made the people of the Zhao family very angry. Could it be that Ye Wenliu dared to paint a portrait of Zhao Mingyue in broad daylight?

Zhao Minglang stared at Ye Wenliu firmly, as long as Ye Wenliu dared to write, he would strike immediately.

Han Yu pressed Ye Wenliu's pen, and said with some displeasure: "You are courting death!"

Ye Wenliu said indifferently: "Brother Han, don't worry about me, it's fine."

Han Yu said forcefully: "You are not allowed to draw her."

In the younger generation of the Zhao family, Han Yu had the best impression of Zhao Mingyue, and she was also Han Yu's cousin, so how could Ye Wenliu be allowed to prosecute her.

"Uh, brother Han, it's not like you've taken a fancy to him, right?" Ye Wenliu looked at Han Yu in surprise and said.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Han Yu's face darkened.

"Brother Han, you are too domineering. It's okay to compete with my brother for the sound and music of the piano, but you still want to compete with me for Zhao Mingyue?" Ye Wenliu looked at Han Yu with wide eyes.

"Talk nonsense again, be careful I'll throw you out!" Han Yu couldn't bear it anymore, Ye Wenliu was even more annoying and shameless than his brother Ye Xunhua.

"Actually, we brothers have no conflict of interest. The person belongs to you. I'm just painting a picture!" Ye Wenliu said in a discussing tone.

Han Yu didn't speak, but stared at him quietly.

Ye Wenliu opened his mouth, feeling so wronged in his heart, finally he could only sigh helplessly, and said, "Okay, okay, I've convinced you, no wonder my brother bows down when he sees you!"

Ye Wenliu reluctantly put away his dick. Han Yu stood up and left, he really didn't want to sit with Ye Wenliu.

"Roar……"

At this moment, there was a sound of a tiger roaring outside, which made Zhaixinglou tremble three times.

Everyone in the hall was alarmed and rushed towards the window to watch.

"What a majestic roar of a tiger!" Han Yu was startled, as he could tell from the voice that the person who made the roar of a tiger was definitely not simple.

Immediately afterwards, a scream sounded.

"Where did the white tiger come from, how could it be so overbearing?"

"The nine masters of the Holy Land of Light were all beaten to the ground by it!"

Those who went to the window were all shocked when they saw the situation outside.

That white tiger was spotless all over. Although it was not big in size, it was majestic and majestic, like an emperor. The guards of the Feng clan turned a blind eye to its behavior.

"Are all human beings so weak?" The white tiger spit out the words, looked up to the seventh floor, with deep disdain in his eyes.

"What an arrogant monster!" Many people shouted, being looked down upon by a monster made them very angry.

"Who is not convinced, come down and fight!" Baihu's domineering voice sounded.

"Hmph, how can a monster be allowed to make trouble in the territory of the human race!" A master jumped down from the window and rushed towards the white tiger. This is a master of the first level of the Martial Emperor.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the white tiger jumped up and slapped the man with its paw.

"boom!"

The man was sent flying by the white tiger's paw, and his palm was directly smashed.

"hiss!"

The people on the seventh floor were all gasping for air. One move seriously injured the first level master of the Martial Emperor. This white tiger is too powerful.

"What is the origin of this white tiger? Is it a master of the Yaohuangling White Tiger Clan?" Many people trembled.

"Is there anyone else?" Bai Hu despised everyone present.

At this moment, no one dared to make a move easily.

"Little Baihu, you haven't come up yet, do you want me to come down to invite you?" Feng Kuang said, although he was smiling, but there was an unquestionable tone in his tone.

"Feng Kuang, you don't come to pick me up when I come?" Bai Hu didn't show any weakness.

"I have guests here!" Feng Kuang said.

"A group of vulnerable humans can also be your guests? Forget it, you don't need to participate in this banquet!" Bai Hu was very arrogant, turned and left directly.

"Brother Kuang, who is this, how can he be so defiant?" One person asked angrily.

"White Tiger III!" Feng Kuang said flatly.

The moment the scene was quiet, there were countless gasps.

Everyone knows what kind of person Baihu III is, the purebred white tiger. Moreover, it is the number one divine beast to attack, who among its peers can be the enemy?

Many people involuntarily cast their eyes on Han Yu, the ancient beast, and only the invincible system of the human race can compete with it.

"Little Baihu, there are many heroes among human beings, but they just want to save face and don't want to make trouble here, you are enough!" Feng Kuang said lightly.

Everyone sighed, as expected of the first person of the younger generation of the Feng Clan, who dared to talk to Baihu III like this.

"Is that so?" Bai Hu III turned around and asked.

"The geniuses of the Zhao family, the elites of the Ye family, and the invincible system of the human race are all here. Could it be that what I said is false?" Feng Kuang said.

Baihu III didn't say much, and walked into the Zhaixing Tower.

Everyone went back to their seats one after another and sat down without saying a word. Many people felt ashamed by Baihu III making such a fuss.

Zhao Mingyue found Han Yu, and met Han Yu's eyes, and both of them nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.

Soon, Baihu III went up to the seventh floor, and when he entered the door, he asked, "Where is the Human Race Invincible System?" The voice was so powerful that the utensils on the entire seventh floor rattled.

Many people dared not speak out, and Zhao Minglang's face suddenly became extremely ugly. Just now Feng Kuang mentioned the geniuses of the Zhao family, and Bai Hu III came up to directly ask about the invincible system of the human race. This is not taking the Zhao family people seriously.

It can be seen that the reason why White Tiger III climbed to the seventh floor is entirely because of the invincible system of the human race. The geniuses of the Zhao family and the elites of the Ye family are simply ignored by it.