"Nothing bad."

"Ye Fan is hiding outside by himself, what are we outsiders in a hurry for?"

"Besides, even if our Martial God Palace wants to help, we have to wait until Ye Fan can't handle it."

The King of Fighters said indifferently, not intending to help Ye Fan at all.

At this time, the staff of the Martial God Temple came in again to report: "Lord King of Fighters, there is a man outside who calls himself Li Er, who says he is a subordinate of Grandmaster Wu Shuang. He wants to see some adults."

"There's nothing to see, tell him, we're busy." The King of Fighters waved his hand, but declined directly.

"Hmph, then Ye Fan may not be qualified to meet me."

"This humble subordinate, dare to come to see me?"

The King of Fighters, Mo Gucheng, sneered, but he didn't even care about such little-known people as Li Er.

"We've already said that."

"But he still doesn't leave and insists on seeing you."

"And, he has been waiting outside for nearly two days." The staff member said again.

"Really?" Mo Gucheng laughed back, "Since he is willing to wait, let's wait."

"I'm waiting for a lot of opportunities, but I don't have time to deal with such idle people."

Mo Gucheng said indifferently, the contempt and arrogance in his words were undoubtedly very distinct.

As for an old man under Yanshan Mountain, he was dressed in dust and dust, his old face was very ugly, and he was turning around in a hurry.

It's been two days and tomorrow is the last day.

But Ye Fan still has no news.

As for him, there was no progress at all.

Li Er originally thought that relying on Ye Fan's reputation, the Martial God Palace would have to see him no matter what.

If he doesn't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, he, Li Er, may not be a fart in front of these supreme powerhouses.

But Ye Fan, there must be some weight.

But Li Er never expected that this person from the Martial God Palace would not even let him see him face to face.

This undoubtedly made Li Er very helpless.

Even if he had a thousand words in his heart, there was nowhere to say them.

"Mr. Chu, Mr. Chu, where are you?"

"If you are always here, will I, Li Er, come here to suffer this foreign crime, does it depend on people's face?"

At the foot of Yanshan Mountain, Li Er cried helplessly with his old face like a drowned man.

Just like that, one night passed quickly.

In a blink of an eye, it was the last day of the three-day agreement. JrNovels.com