Chapter 3310 Sister Paper, Can I Sit Across From You

Ye Hong's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly walked to the opposite position of the girl.

When he came to him, he placed a large stack of books on the table, and grinned at the Divine Clan sister Zhi who was reading the book: "Sister Zhi, can I sit across from you?"

The girl on the opposite side slowly raised her head, and the long white hair unique to the Protoss slipped away, revealing a delicate and jade-like face.

One black and one silver peculiar pupils stared at Ye Hong with a narrow smile: "Sister paper?"

Ye Hong's eyes widened in an instant, and he was screaming in his heart!

Because he clearly saw the Adam's apple of the "girl paper" opposite!

Although "Sister Paper" has a beautiful face and a gentle voice, it can still be heard that it is a magnetic male voice line.

This is a sister paper, it is clearly a Chinese paper that looks even more beautiful than the sister paper!

"No, I'm sorry, I'm a little short-sighted..."

Ye Hong embarrassedly just wanted to get into the crack of the ground.

A lame excuse, even he doesn't believe it.

The Han Zhi on the opposite side smiled slightly after seeing Ye Hong's embarrassment.

The peculiar charm that bloomed in an instant made Ye Hong couldn't help but complain in his heart: Is this a monster?

"Please sit down."

Han Zhi stretched out his hand to signal.

Ye Hong sat down with a dry cough, and quickly picked up the book and flipped through it, trying to make the awkward atmosphere quickly turn over.

Never thought that the opposite Han Zhi put down the book and looked at Ye Hong with interest: "You don't know me?"

Ye Hong was stunned for a moment.

Could it be that this guy is some kind of celebrity?

In this regard, Ye Hong can only honestly say: "I'm new here."

After speaking, he lowered his head to read the book again, making it clear that he did not want to talk to him more.

Because Ye Hong found that every time he looked at this guy, he felt a little embarrassed.

If he hadn't been reluctant to bear these books in his hand, he would probably turn around and leave.

"Oh, new here—"

Han Zhi lengthened his tone, glanced at the bracelet on Ye Hong's wrist, and smiled without saying a word.

Just when Ye Hong thought that the opposite was persuaded by his indifferent attitude, the words floating over from the opposite made him almost bit his tongue!

"Hello, my name is Perthon."

"Cough cough cough..."

Ye Hong was choked on his saliva and coughed again and again.

The sudden movement attracted a lot of movement around.

And when those people saw the Chinese paper opposite Ye Hong, their expressions changed, silently holding the book away from the two.

After a while, Ye Hong stopped coughing.

Looking at the opposite Han Zhi with a puzzled face: "Are you sure you're not joking?"

However, the reactions of those around him seem to have proved something.

Han Zhi shrugged: "I am indeed the Prince of God, Perth Ang, there is no need to joke with you.

What about you, what's your name? "

"...Night Wind."

"Yefeng...it seems to be an oriental name." Poseon thoughtfully.

Ye Hong nodded: "I am a mixed-race child, and I grew up in Xianyu."

This is the identity Ye Hong set for himself a long time ago.

He knew that although he had magical skills, he had never been to the realm in the future. Even if he did his homework in advance, he would inevitably reveal his unfamiliarity with the realm in details.

Instead, it is better to pretend to be a mixed-race identity, which can save a lot of trouble.

"So it is!" Perthon seemed to have no doubts about this.

Instead, he looked at Ye Hong with a curious expression on his face: "Ye Feng, since you are a mixed race, will you cultivate the abilities of two races at the same time?"

Ye Hong was startled, then shook his head.

Regarding the issue of mixed-race children, Ye Hong once did a special investigation.

According to common sense, mixed-race children should inherit the dual talents of their parents.

However, in the ancient world, for some reason, mixed-race children often only inherit the talents of one of their parents.

Even, the talents of both parties may not be inherited, becoming a waste person who can never cultivate.

Perhaps the mysterious cat clan and the human clan together prevented Linglong's parents from marrying, and this was also the reason.

Another example is pumice.

As a mixed-race child of the Meteorite Race and the Human Race, she was lucky to inherit the talent of the Human Race.

However, her father, Longyan, seemed to have some way of awakening the meteorite talent in Pumice.

It was for this reason that he took her to the sky outside the sky to practice.

The Ye Feng identity that Ye Hong fabricated was a mixed-race child who only inherited the talent of magic.

Poseon listened carefully to what Ye Hong said, then sighed sadly and said with a wry smile: "It seems that I am the unlucky kind, I have not inherited the slightest talent from my parents, and I am a complete waste. "

Ye Hong's pupils were shocked, and he subconsciously looked at Perth Ang.

"Ding! Trigger the master-level see-through ability...

After seeing through, the current target: a half-breed who cannot practice.

Threat Level: Very weak. "

Ye Hong was horrified.

He never thought that the only heir of the rumored supreme god emperor, the prince of god emperor Perth Ang, turned out to be a waste person who could not cultivate?

But he clearly remembered that God Emperor Laitlin was without companions all his life, and he was the one he picked up from Perth Ang!

Could it be...

A bold guess appeared in Ye Hong's mind.

Could it be that the rumors are wrong? In fact, Perthon was born from the union of Laitlin and a foreign woman?

Just for the sake of face, so I made up a so-called picked up fact?

The more Ye Hong thought about it, the more likely it was, and the look in Poseon's eyes couldn't help but become sympathetic.

He seemed to understand why a dignified crown prince had no idea about the throne for a thousand years.

Because he doesn't have that ability at all!

He also understood why the Protoss Technocracy planned to let Lytherin pass the throne to Perthon.

Because once Perth Ang, who has no cultivation at all, becomes the new emperor, there is no threat to them at all!

In fact, this is the truth.

However, this truth is extremely cruel to Perthon himself.

Not only has he been unable to practice since childhood, but now he is used as a tool for the two factions to compete for power and profit.

Even his own father refused to admit that he was his own.

Even so, Perthon still maintains an approachable character, which is really commendable.

After thinking about it, Ye Hong decided not to continue to sprinkle salt on Poseon's wound.

Then he changed the subject and asked, "His Royal Highness, don't I remember that you were imprisoned in that small courtyard?

Did he escape? "

Perthon shook his head amusingly: "Do you think I can escape from the heavily guarded yard with my skills?"

Ye Hong touched his nose embarrassedly, and cursed himself for being an idiot.

It seems that there is only one conclusion, that the Protoss technology congregation deliberately released Perth Ang.

But they are not afraid of Perth Ang escaping or being rescued by the opportunity?

Suddenly, Ye Hong thought of Zhou Hao's fishing theory, and his pupils froze.

And Perth Ang glanced at the bracelet on Ye Hong's wrist again, and smiled meaningfully: "Meeting... is really a wonderful thing, whether it is natural or artificial... .

Nice to meet you, Ye Feng. "

Saying that, he picked up the book and walked outside the library.

Ye Hong stared blankly at Perth Ang's tall and thin back, speechless for a long time.