We're all witnesses at the scene! The disciples of Shangqing Sect, who thought
so, suddenly straightened up one by one, with a strong expression on their
faces, and stood there motionless. ……” Elders of Shangqing Sect. Suddenly the
eyebrows jumped, these little bastards. Final It was Ye Guanghan who said,
"Everyone else went out except Ye Fog." “……” Disciples of Shangqing Sect. One by
one, even if the heart is unwilling, or move the pace, go out. Very fast. The
scene is empty. The ice cave, which had been crowded with people, was empty in
an instant. Only the head of Shangqing Zong, the elders, and Ye Wushen, who
reported the case, were left. When the elders saw the huge pit, they immediately
twitched the corners of their mouths and were speechless. This It's really
collapsed. Over there, Ye Wushen also actively provided clues, pointing to the
pit and saying to the elders: "Here, here, the prisoner is inside!" Hearing his
name, the elders of Shangqing Zong couldn't help twitching the corners of their
mouths? This is really a new name. Hearing the sound, the elders also walked
over,
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Wait to see the scene in the pit. ……” Elders. That's true. The one in the pit
raised his lips and smiled, waving to them, full of energy, "Yo!" With a cry,
isn't it the Younger Martial Brother An whom they haven't seen for hundreds of
years? "Long time no see, brothers." An Yihe said with a fresh voice and a
lively tone. Hearing his speechless greeting, the elders immediately twitched
the corners of their mouths. Only the headmaster,
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looked forward and saw An Yihe standing in the pit. He responded to him with a
smile, "Younger Martial Brother An, it's really you. I haven't seen you for a
long time." "Elder Martial Brother Wu!" When An Yihe saw him, he greeted him
with the same smile and said, "You look a lot older." "Ha ha ha, Younger Martial
Brother An is still as young as before." The master still answered with a smile.
……” The elders of Shangqing Zong, who were listening to the conversation between
the two of them, immediately twitched the corners of their mouths, as if they
were mentally retarded. Interesting "Ha ha ha ha." An Yihe in the pit and the
head of the pit looked at each other with a smile. One side of the leaf fog
looks, how can there be a kind of commercial mutual praise? Then, An Yihe's eyes
looked aside, as if he had seen something, and his eyes burst out with surprise,
"Brother Ye!" He shouted to Ye Guanghan, who was standing aside with a cold
face,
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for business, "I haven't seen you for a long time. I really miss you,
Younger Martial Brother!" “……” Ye Guanghan. The originally ruthless face
suddenly showed an expression of disgust. My master, your uncle, how are you? An
Yihe continued to say sincerely. Hearing this, Ye Guanghan's face paused. Then
he opened his mouth lightly and said, "It's neither good nor bad." One side of
the leaf fog sink, listening to this dialogue, the whole person is not good.
What the fuck This dialogue contains a huge amount of information! Look, what do
I hear? His master, my father and uncle? —— How many martial uncles does my
father have? Answer, one! In Ye Wushen's mind, I can't help but think of the
granduncle who stayed on the top of the Tibetan Sword Peak all day long, in a
bamboo house, dressed in a green shirt, a string of Bodhi beads, and was wary of
penance. The eyebrows are calm and the face is clear. Full of clean sleeves,
neither sad nor happy. He looked more like a bitter bamboo than a man. Bitter
bamboo rooted on the top of Tibetan Sword Peak. Ye Wushen had seen his uncle
when he was a child, and he was very curious about him. He had never seen a man
like him, so unlike a man, infinitely close to the existence of the legendary
immortal. Ye Wushen used to wonder why his uncle had no disciples. In the realm
of cultivation, it is extremely important to inherit the orthodoxy. Every monk,
when the time comes, has to accept disciples and pass on the orthodoxy. However,
Ye Wushen had never heard that his uncle had a disciple. For this reason, he
also asked Ye Guanghan. How did Ye Guanghan answer him at that time? "How about
letting you be a disciple of your uncle?" Ye Guanghan looked at him and said.
……” The leaves are foggy. Are you ***ing kidding me? Ye Wu was speechless. He
was his uncle. How could he be his apprentice? I'm afraid this generation is not
a pill? However, he still imagined that if he really became an apprentice to his
uncle. Then his father, why don't you call him Younger Martial Brother? Wow- It
feels a little cool! One side of Ye Guanghan looked at the expression of reverie
on his face, lowered his eyes, and gave a cold hum in his heart, silly! In this
way, Ye Guang's cold belt was deflected by the heavy mist. I completely forgot
what he asked in the first place. It turns out that Martial Uncle has disciples.
Leaf mist sink heart way. Then, the eyes looked into the pit a few eyes, this
guy is the disciple of uncle, that is not his uncle? Ye Wushen's mood suddenly
became a little complicated. The culprit who brought down his practice place was
his uncle. Then, Ye Wushen turned his head without hesitation and said to Ye
Guanghan beside him, "Dad, he asked me if my mother was a member of Luofu Sect,
Hehuan Palace, Yinyue Sect, Blood Bat Palace and Ghost Sect." Finish saying,
facial expression is particularly innocent looking at his father, say: "Father,
is my mother them?" “……” Ye Guanghan. His face suddenly sank. Looking at An Yihe
in the pit again, there was no melancholy and nostalgia just now, only a gloomy
murderous look. ……” An Yihe is in prison in the pit. Suddenly the smile on his
face was a little stiff. He turned his head and looked at Ye Wushen, who was
standing on the pit. "You are unkind, Younger Martial Nephew," he said in a tone
of condemnation. To tell the truth behind one's back! Heheda.. Ye Wushen looked
back at him, "I'm telling him face to face, okay?"? Do you dare to do it but not
deserve it? "Who is your nephew?" Ye Wushen said proudly, "I don't remember that
I have a little uncle." When Ye Guanghan heard this,
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your uncle." “……” The leaves are foggy. Fine.
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