Chapter 401 Shock

"King Ming invites you?"

When the voice fell, several people in the field were slightly stunned. Obviously, the impact of King Ming's move on them was still not small.

Ye Fan was also slightly surprised, "Why did King Ming invite me?"

"King Ming did not say anything, just asked us to invite Master Ye Fan to come over." The commander answered, but his tone was sincere.

And at this point, Ye Fan had nothing to ask, just hesitated a little, put down the hand pressing the sword, "King Ming invites, the junior naturally agrees."

"Okay, Master Ye Fan, please follow me." The commander replied, walked in front, and the team moved with it, still maintaining the shape of a mouth, surrounding Ye Fan in the middle, the tall figure formed a queue, from the outside, no trace of Ye Fan could be seen at all.

"How can this be a gesture of inviting people?" Fatty Li and his companions stood in place, watching the army gradually going away. Fatty Li hesitated, "King Ming should not be a bad person..."

"No one can say whether he is bad or not." Ning Mengnian, who was standing aside, spoke again and said, "But a person like King Zhen would never do anything to the younger generation."

"Isn't Ye Fan the grandson of King Zhan Tian? I seem to have heard that King Zhan Tian was domineering and offended many people back then..."

"All those who are crowned kings have pride. Even if they really have any problems with Ye Fan, they will go directly to Marshal Ye Mou instead of Ye Fan."

"Then I feel relieved when you say that." Hearing this, Fatty Li breathed a sigh of relief, then patted his stomach and looked at the restaurant in front of him.

"Since Ye Fan is fine, let's have a big meal to reward ourselves."

"Ye Fan is not here, so what's the point of rewarding him." Wang Lingxi spoke first, "I'm going to find a place for us to stay tonight."

"Me too." Ma Xiaoxue also spoke.

"Hey." Seeing that two of the four people had left, Fatty Li was stunned, "Ye Fan is not here, but we have to eat."

As he said that, Fatty Li looked at Ning Mengnian, and under Fatty Li's slightly expectant gaze, Ning Mengnian finally shook his head slowly, "Brother Li, Ye Fan told me something recently, I may need to review it, so I won't eat."

"All left." Seeing the three people leave one after another, Fatty Li was helpless, looking at the restaurant, thinking for a while, and finally tightened his belt, "Forget it, I will wait for Ye Fan to come back before eating."

As he said that, Fatty Li turned around, but after walking a few steps, his stomach growled, which made him stop, turned his head and looked at the restaurant, and seemed to hesitate.

"How about eating half first?"

...

In Storm City, on the roof of the tallest building, at this moment, Ye Fan was led here by the commander.

The rooftop hall was wide, but there were no extra decorations, just two futons, and no one else was there.

"Young Master Ye Fan, please wait a moment. I will go and inform King Ming first." At the door, the commander spoke to Ye Fan and walked into the house quickly. Then, before he came out, King Ming had already walked out of the house.

He was not wearing armor at this time, but a clean white robe, but his figure was still tall and majestic. When he saw Ye Fan, he smiled a little, "Young Master Ye Fan, you look like a handsome young man."

"Please sit down."

As he said that, King Ming sat on the futon.

"Okay." Ye Fan responded, and in the same way, he sat on the futon opposite King Ming.

"King Ming is very busy today. I don't know if you invited me to do something important."

"Nothing important, just a little chat." King Ming responded, just smiled and clapped his hands, and then the previous commander came out with a tiger talisman, handed it to King Ming respectfully, and stepped aside.

"Your grandfather and I were old friends. I will give you this thousand-man tiger talisman as a gift. If you are interested, you can come to my camp to take office at any time."

"I am grateful for the gift from King Ming, but I cannot accept the tiger talisman."

Ye Fan's answer sounded, and then King Ming was slightly stunned, then he was not embarrassed, and put away the tiger talisman, "Young Master Ye Fan has some of your grandfather's extraordinary temperament."

"King Ming, you are too kind." Ye Fan replied. At this moment, looking at King Ming who was smiling at him, he was slightly stagnant, and then he bowed again, "King Ming is a meritorious frontline hero and a pillar of the human race. If you have something to talk to me about, you can tell me directly. If I can help, I will do my best."

After the voice fell, this time, King Ming's eyes changed slightly. He looked at Ye Fan with a slightly deep look, and then waved to the commander beside him.

The commander was naturally very tactful and quickly left the room, closing the door.

It was not until this time that King Ming spoke again. He did not say it directly, but asked with a hint of inquiry: "Do you know that I asked you to come here because I need your help?"

"Not really, but I have some guesses." Ye Fan replied, looking at King Ming. This time, it just verified the previous guess, and said directly: "King Ming did not take action today to leave those provocative monsters. He should be injured and unable to use his strength."

"You kid." Hearing Ye Fan's guess, King Ming was not surprised, but smiled, "Sure enough, just like your uncle said, you are very smart."

After saying this, King Ming did not hide anything, and slightly put his hands behind his back, "There is nothing to hide. Although I have concealed the fact that I was injured, those who are interested can find out after checking."

"So, King Ming invited me to discuss, is it to let me help King Ming heal his injuries?" Hearing this, Ye Fan replied.

"That's right." Prince Ming nodded, "I heard from your uncle that you cured his dragon's blood backlash. The source of my injury is similar to the dragon's blood backlash. Maybe you can cure it, so I came to see you."

"That's it." Hearing this, Ye Fan pondered slightly and stared, but Prince Ming smiled, "Of course, it's not Bai Zhi. If you can be cured, I can promise you something within the conditions."

When King Ming said these words, Ye Fan's eyes changed. He was just silent for a moment, and then said: "The scope of the conditions, how to say it specifically."

"As long as it's not against the interests of the human race." King Ming waved his hand and glanced at Ye Fan, with a hint of meaning in his eyes, "For example, if you want a frontline city or something, I can divide one for you from my territory. "

"Don't worry, it's a reasonable division, so that you can take up the job justifiably."

As the words rang out, a rare gleam of fire appeared in Mark's eyes.

The ownership of a frontline city is a more generous condition than a captain of ten thousand. As long as he owns a city, he can have the independent right to recruit troops and the right to attack and open up the frontline.

"If this is the case, I will naturally do my best to treat King Ming." When King Ming's conditions were mentioned here, Ye Fan did not hesitate any more. At this moment, he agreed, and then said to King Ming: "I need to check the inner palace of King Ming. Find the source of the hurt.”

"Okay." Seeing Ye Fan reaching out, King Ming did not show any defense, but just let Ye Fan take his hand.

The method of becoming a saint was operating at this moment, and Ye Fan was busy exploring. This time, his expression was slightly suspicious. After probing for a while, he withdrew his hand.

"The inner palace of Prince Ming is far better than that of ordinary people. My own elemental power cannot support my complete exploration." After saying that, he took out a few fruits that supplemented the elemental power, and then probed toward Prince Ming again.

And soon, the fruits around Ye Fan were exhausted. Ye Fan stopped again and was about to take it again. On the side, King Ming handed over a pot.

"Elemental pot, you use this to replenish elemental power."

Hearing this, Ye Fan was slightly startled. He watched King Ming hand over the priceless element pot. He didn't say much. He just held the element pot with one hand and explored it with the other hand. As he probed, beads of sweat broke out on Ye Fan's body. , the ultra-high load made his body tremble slightly.

Time passed, and finally, Ye Fan opened his eyes, but at this time, surprise appeared in his eyes, and he looked at King Ming.

"Prince Ming, you forcibly transplanted the blood of an ancient relic???"