Mu Chongxi kicked the door open, and everyone looked up to see six sword cultivators fighting, with Ye Qiao whipping them mercilessly from behind.

Mingxuan also gradually gained the pleasure of deceiving others along with him, and laughed wildly from time to time in the background.

The two of them together don't look like righteous disciples, but they look like those villains in storybooks who succeed in their villainy.

The Song family members who didn't know why were stunned for a moment: "...Um, excuse me, are we here to save these poor monks from the fire and water?"

If this is the case, they will understand why Changming Zong rushed over in such a hurry.

"Who is your junior sister or senior brother?" Another monk looked at Mu Zhongxi, "Who is the one who was beaten the hardest?" ωωw..net

Mu Chongxi was strangely silent for a moment: "No. She was the one who beat people from behind."

The man paused for a moment before holding back his words: "You guys are really good at playing."

One caught the heir of the Song family and held the emperor hostage to order the princes. The other was waiting to be rescued and ran after six golden elixirs.

Have you started to play so dirty this time around?

"Ye Qiao." When Song Hansheng saw this scene, his breathing stagnated slightly, and he felt calm as expected. The veins on his forehead protruded, "What are you doing again?"

Ye Qiao turned her head when the door was knocked open and faced ten shocked faces outside. She tilted her head and asked as if nothing had happened: "Is something the matter?"

In the dead of night, so many monks gathered here, are they going to have a collective meeting?

Song Hansheng's face also turned dark, and he deeply felt that people like Changming Sect came here deliberately to torture him.

His face was distorted for a moment, and he glared at the Song family monks behind him, "What are you looking at? They are all gone."

Save Ye Qiao, why didn’t anyone save these golden elixirs?

"So it makes sense that someone can come first in two big competitions." The monk who was filled with indignation with Yun Que just now, criticizing Ye Qiao for being stupid, rubbed his nose with a guilty conscience, "He deserves to be our number one."

Mu Chongxi was shocked by his shamelessness. He ranked first among us one by one. Who are you?

"Didn't you just say that our Ye Qiao will only cause trouble?" He raised his eyebrows, feeling deeply that the Song family was indeed the same shameless family.

Mu Chongxi's words were just casual, but Yun Que felt that she was being interpreted. She blushed and felt a little embarrassed by what she just said. She opened her mouth and swallowed back what she wanted to say.

Yun Que had never been easily jealous of others and wanted to compare himself with anyone before, but since Ye Qiao's appearance, Song Hansheng ignored him and even his master's attitude had vaguely changed.

I even sigh to myself from time to time.

Yun Que lowered his eyes, suppressed the surging emotions in his eyes, and prepared to give the old man an answer when he returned.

She wanted to learn the sword and get back the praise that was rightfully hers.

The Song family's group came and went in a hurry. One second it looked like a world war was about to break out, and the next second they were all gone.

The speed is jaw-dropping.

Ye Qiao looked at the senior brothers with different expressions and took the opportunity to send a message asking Mingxuan to stay while the others came out to talk together so as not to be overheard by the six casual cultivators in the room.

It's chilly outside.

"What are you and Mingxuan doing?" Mu Chongxi pursed her lips, "You caught six golden elixirs while we were just trying to escape."

That was the Golden Core Stage, not the Foundation Establishment Stage. For six people, one sword per person was enough for two people to drink a pot.

How did you do it?

"They are not captured, they are intimidated." Ye Qiao organized his speech, "They thought Mingxuan was the ghost cultivator and chose to abandon the dark side and join the bright side. Of course, it is only temporary, so my suggestion is that we wait until the mission is over.

Send them to jail."

Her explanation was very vague.

Those casual cultivators are not stupid, so why would they think Ming Xuan is a ghost cultivator?

Several people were holding back their doubts.

But now is not the time to talk about this. Xue Yu thought for a moment and said, "Let's leave here first and think about it in the long term."

"Keep those golden elixir stages as well. They are still useful."

With Song Hansheng's stinginess, it was impossible to lend it to them, "Let Mingxuan stay and keep an eye on them."

Anyway, the second senior brother was afraid of ghosts, so it was easier to assign him this task, because the scene where Ye Qiao and Gui Ying teamed up to chase people had left such a deep shadow on them that they were all convinced of Ming Xuan's identity.

Compared to human monks, ghost cultivators are more unpredictable and murderous, and will lose their lives if they are not careful.

No one dared to offend Mingxuan, for fear that the ghost baby would swallow them up if he got upset.

Mingxuan looked at the trembling six people and felt so happy for a moment. In the past, he was jointly targeted by six golden elixirs in the secret realm, but now there were six golden elixirs listening to his command.

…

After being temporarily separated from Mingxuan, Ye Qiao was still thinking about how to complete the task as soon as possible.

Since there has been no movement for such a long time, maybe we can try to anger the ghost cultivator and make him show up.

Her son had been stolen by her now, and Ye Qiao didn't believe that the other party could sit still.

It was only a matter of time before he came to your door.

Ye Qiao finally achieved this today, single-handedly raising the hatred level of the entire Song Mansion.

She didn't panic at all, she was even thinking about something else as calmly as an old dog.

What is the opportunity for the heroine to get the inheritance?

Gifted?

not necessarily.

Yun Que's talent may not necessarily be the best, but her luck is definitely the best. She is the only one. If the sword cultivator's last soul is to be lost, he will definitely pass the inheritance to whoever he catches in desperation.

Moreover, Yun Que is a direct descendant of the Five Sects and a righteous disciple, so he is even more trustworthy.

As for where Yun Que got the inheritance in the novel, Ye Qiao really couldn't figure it out. He only remembered that the moment the heroine got the opportunity, she successfully helped the Song family solve their troubles. From then on, Song Hansheng completely joined her harem army.

I was impressed by her beauty and wisdom.

Song Hansheng is a standard young man from a big family, who focuses on the interests of the team and has no good impressions of beautiful waste. If Yun Que can get the inheritance and become a genius with both swords and spells, it is indeed worthy of him to take a high look at Yun Que.

At night, dark clouds covered the moon, and the surrounding environment was quiet. Yun Que tried to call the other person's name in his heart.

The Song family has lost many monks in the past, and some powerful ones can even persist for hundreds of years without dying. She met an old man in the past few days, and he kept repeating that he would give her a chance.

Yun Que did not agree immediately.

But now she didn't want to hesitate.

"Senior," she called softly, "Are you still there?"

"I promise you." Yun Que said, "I am willing to accept your inheritance."

A thin old man finally floated slowly in front of Yun Que and asked: "Have you thought about it clearly?"

Yun Que nodded without hesitation: "Think it through." She must not let Ye Qiao be arrogant for so long.

The old man looked at her for a moment and said, "In that case, besides you, other monks should also come together."

"After all, my inheritance has always fallen into the hands of whoever has the strongest qualifications." He originally considered approaching Yun Que, firstly because she had good qualifications, and secondly because she was a direct descendant of the fifth sect, and he didn't.

How long has it been since I had to pick out a barely acceptable one from a bunch of bad ones?

It's different now, there are so many descendants in the mansion all of a sudden.

He is definitely looking for the best.

……What?

This development was unexpected by Yun Que. Her voice was almost stuck in her throat, and her beautiful eyes widened: "Senior?"

"Are you kidding me?"

It turned out that the other party was really not joking, because in the next second, except for Zhou Xingyun, all the other sword cultivators fell to the ground and fainted.

Zhou Xingyun: "?"

"What happened?" This series of changes shocked Xue Yu.

All dead?

He subconsciously shook Ye Qiao and kicked Mu Zhongxi, only to find that a group of sword cultivators were all stunned.

"Most of the people who are fainted are sword cultivators." Xue Yu looked at the senior brother: "Aren't you going to faint too?"

Follow the trend, big brother.

Zhou Xingyun looked at the sword cultivators who fell to the ground and probably guessed something. He twitched the corners of his lips and said, "There are sword cultivators who are choosing a successor."

As for why he didn't faint? Because when choosing inheritance, those sword cultivators who do not have a family are selected. For example, if the Zhou family has its own inheritance, he will naturally not be included in the scope.

at the same time.

After the fainted Ye Qiao woke up in a daze, she almost thought it was the realm again. Mu Zhongxi, who woke up with her, pinched her and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Ye Qiao shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

but--

"Why are you so stubborn about pinching me?"
To be continued...