"Then why would you save me?"

The mystery of the Sword Immortal is puzzling.

"Don't worry, I don't want to get anything through you!"

If I had to say something, I'm afraid only the little girl from Xiao Lu Ding would be able to feel at ease.

However, Xuanji still sneered at his own opinion, "If you have the ability to do something, that is what you so-called decent people from famous families need. I have always been just living with these people!"

Before he could refute the mystery, a gust of wind blew by, and the corner of Yun Qitian's clothes was lifted in an arc, revealing the corner of a wooden sign.

That wooden card is all too familiar to the mystery - it is the identity card exclusive to the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect!

Disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect will receive a wooden tag to prove their identity after being selected by the disciples. Each disciple's name will be engraved on it, symbolizing the disciple's identity, which is the so-called identity tag.

There is only one identity card for each person. Once a disciple leaves the Spirit Sword Sect, the wooden card will be destroyed immediately.

At this time, the wooden sign appeared on Mo Qunyun Qitian's body, and Xuanji's heart was filled with doubts.

The breeze just now failed to make Xuanji see the name on the wooden sign. He stretched out his hand and tried to take off the wooden sign from Yun Qitian's body.

But was blocked by Yun Qi Tiange.

Yun Qitian raised his eyes, looked at Xuanji warily, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Where did you get this wooden identity card?"

Xuanji turned his hand around, countered Yun Qitian, and asked.

Xuanji was no match for the Demon Lord, and now that he was seriously injured, he was soon suppressed by Yun Qitian again.

"What does it have to do with you?"

After leaving these words, Yun Qitian disappeared in front of Xuanji.

…

At the foot of Lingjian Mountain, in a huge mansion.

"Wow, does this entire house belong to you, Third Senior Brother?"

Since entering the house, Yan Ling followed Zheng Chenhe through many twists and turns and corridors, which is enough to show how big this house is.

The old housekeeper who was following the two of them responded before Zheng Chenhe: "This is just one of the many houses of my young master in Lingjian County. It's not worth mentioning!"

One of them? Not worth mentioning?

Doesn’t that mean that Zheng Chenhe has many other houses that are even bigger than this one?

Yan Ling had been the daughter of the master of the Wangyou Sect for so many years, and the house she had lived in was already considered high-end. When she saw Zheng Chenhe's house today, she suddenly realized how shabby her house was.

"Third Senior Brother? Your family has a great business, right?"

Yan Ling couldn't help but sigh, are all the Yin people so rich?

"Isn't this all because my young master has a shrewd mind and his business is booming, so he has such a big family fortune?"

The old housekeeper talked too much.

"Uncle Xu!"

Zheng Chenhe called the old housekeeper's name, and his tone seemed to be dissatisfied with his talkativeness.

The old housekeeper, Uncle Xu, felt the pressure and knew that he could not stay any longer, so he immediately found an excuse——

"Young Master, I suddenly remembered that Buzhuang's account book was sent over. I will go and get it for you right now!"

After saying that, he walked away in a hurry.

Yan Ling smiled helplessly, not expecting that this little old man was quite flexible.

But there was still a doubt in her mind, and she immediately asked Zheng Chenhe: "Third senior brother, Uncle Xu just called you 'young master', but you are just..."

It’s just that he has a large property, and at most he is a “young master”. How can he be a “young master”?

Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and Yan Ling couldn't help but be surprised, "Could it be that you are the young master of the Yin tribe?"

Zheng Chenhe didn't say much, but nodded lightly.

After receiving Zheng Chenhe's affirmation, Yan Ling couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

What is the composition of the Young Master of the Hidden Tribe?

This is not as simple as the young master of a city!

The Yin Clan is originally known as the "Three Great Divine Clan". The leader of the Yin Clan is a figure that even the elders of the Spirit Sword Sect and the Wangyou Sect must bow to when they see him! His son, the Young Master of the Yin Clan, can

How bad is it?

Not only does his family have a great business, he is also the young master of the Yin clan.

Yan Ling suddenly felt that their little Lingjian Sect was really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon!

After learning about Zheng Chenhe's identity, Yan Ling seemed to have opened up a conversational box and asked many questions in a row, such as——

"Does Master know your identity?"

"What about the elders?"

"What do they call you in private?"

…

If Zheng Chenhe hadn't brought her out of the inn just now, and Yan Ling suddenly discovered that the third senior brother didn't hate her so much, she wouldn't have so many things to ask him all of a sudden, as if she had to separate the two of them after so many years.

It’s like making up for anything that hasn’t been said between them.

In fact, Zheng Chenhe is the same.

Before he had a glimpse of Yan Ling's future, he had been obeying his grandmother's instructions and trying to stay away from this girl with both ice and fire spiritual roots. However, when he discovered that he could not see the future of his junior sister, he gradually

He had a crush on her and found that this little girl was not as bad as he thought.

However, Yan Ling had too many questions. Zheng Chenhe listened all the way but didn't answer a single question.

Along the way, Yan Ling was talking alone. Suddenly, Zheng Chenhe stopped.

He looked at the building in front of him and said calmly: "You can stay here for today!"

Yan Ling followed his gaze and saw a brightly lit attic sitting in front of her under the moonlight.

Yan Ling couldn't help but open his mouth slightly in surprise. The main hall of the Lingjian Sect was nothing more than this.

When she came to her senses, she found that the third senior brother next to her had disappeared.

…

Inside the inn.

Yun Qitian got rid of the mystery and returned to the inn.

Standing at the door of the small furnace cauldron room, Yun Qitian took off the wooden sign with the word "Xie Tian" engraved on it and hid it.

In the past two days, Yun Qitian had frequently switched between the two identities of the demon clan and the chief disciple. Yun Qitian was negligent and did not notice that he forgot to take back the wooden sign that the clone brought, and he was almost discovered by Xuanji.

After hiding the wooden identity card, Yun Qitian pushed the door open and walked in, only to find that there was no trace of the little furnace cauldron inside.

He went downstairs to look for it again, but he still didn't see Yan Ling, but he heard the conversations of the sect disciples——

"Have you found Qing Yanling?"

"We went to the mountain road of Lingjian Sect, but we didn't see it!"

"Damn it, I let her run away!"

…

A hint of evil flashed in Yun Qitian's eyes, that idiot Qing Yanling actually exposed his identity!

After making a secret formula, Yun Qitian began to sense the whereabouts of the jade pendant he had attached to Xiaoluding——

Lingjian County, Zheng's Villa!

Dong dong dong——

There was a gentle knock on the door, Yan Ling opened the door, and what came into view were three or four good-looking maids.

"Miss Qing, let us take care of your bath!"

After saying that, he walked straight in, waved his hand, and two big men appeared outside the door, carrying a huge wooden basin filled with hot water sprinkled with flower petals.

"Bath?"
Chapter completed!