Chaos the ancient market and chaos in ancient cities.

There are endless pedestrians on the bustling streets.

In the crowd, Lu Qingxue, who quietly sneaked into the chaotic ancient city, looked calm. Her beautiful face was painted with several black secret patterns, and her appearance changed slightly.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a perfect place in such a dark and chaotic place." Lu Qingxue sighed in her heart, "I don't know where the opportunity my mother asked me to find was."

She could feel the extremely dangerous aura in the city. Once she exposed her identity before she succeeded, she would be in danger.

"Mom was too fierce at the beginning."

I remembered that my mother had figured out the greatest opportunity of the Luan Gu Market by herself when she didn't know anything, and then she escaped without her own efforts. It was really amazing.

Now she is following the path paved by her mother, but she is also frightened.

After learning about her mother's experience in person, she felt that it was no exaggeration to have achieved what she has achieved today. Regardless of talent, character, or luck, no one of the top talents today can compare with her mother?

After walking for a long time, Lu Qingxue stopped in front of a mansion.

"Ye Mansion, what my mother said should be here."

She walked forward and knocked on the gate of Ye Mansion.

The door creaked open, and a little maid poked her head out and looked at Lu Qingxue alertly.

"The daughter of Nangong came to visit Mr. Ye." Lu Qingxue said with her fists.

"What is the daughter of Nangong? I don't know him." The little maid looked unkind, "The master has gone into seclusion. My young master said that no one will be seen soon, so you can leave!"

"Please inform me."

"You are so annoying." The little maid said impatiently: "If you can't get entangled and the young master gets angry, you will lose your life in vain."

"Yeah?"

Lu Qingxue chuckled, took off the veil she wore on her face, and nine black lines appeared on her face, and said again: "Little sister, please inform me, is it OK?"

"Nine...Nine Patterns!!"

The little maid was instantly panicked and her attitude immediately became respectful, "You... wait a moment, I will report to the young master."

Before he finished speaking, the little maid ran back into the house in panic.

At this moment, the young master of the Ye family was having fun on the bed. When he saw the little maid breaking in, he was immediately displeased and his murderous intent showed his mind, "What a fuss, didn't I say that? Don't bother me recently!"

"Young Master, a big man has come outside." The little maid knelt on the ground and replied tremblingly.

"What a bullshit big man?" The young master of the Ye family sneered, "In the ancient city of Luan, how many people dare to call him big man in front of the Ye family?"

"Is a woman with nine...nine lines."

"What?!"

Hearing the word "Jiuwen", the young master of the Ye family rolled down from the bed, and everyone was frightened.

In the Luan Gu Pan, everyone understands the meaning of the Nine Patterns.

Secret lines represent strength and status.

The more tattoos, the higher the status, and the more likely it is to become the real ruler of this land.

Nine-patterned characters can be regarded as the supreme position of the ancient plate.

Even his grandfather Ye Bufan, who had entered the "Demon Blood-turning Dragon Pool", had only cultivated eight lines and was one of the controllers of this ancient city.

He has only heard of the Nine-Secret One in Legend.

It seems that only the messengers from outside the sky can possess the nine lines, or the old monsters that were flooded by the first wisp of demon blood when Emperor Yongtian fell.

It is impossible for others to have nine lines.

"Grandpa said that the old monsters who were initially flooded with demon blood have long been self-proclaimed to save their lives. They cannot be those old monsters."

"It seems that the messenger from Tianwai Tian came to force the void through some means."

The young master of the Ye family secretly guessed and asked again: "What else did the mysterious woman say?"

The little maid replied respectfully: "She also said that she was the daughter of Nangong and wanted to see the master."

"Nangong?!" The young master of the Ye family changed his expression and slapped the little maid in the face, "Why didn't you say this earlier?"

After saying that, the young master of the Ye family was anxious to put on his clothes and rushed out the door.

Before his retreat, my grandfather told me that the family would be awakened to leave the seclusion unless the family was facing a crisis of life and death, or someone named "Nangong" came to visit.

The meaning of it is self-evident.

The name "Nangong" is as important as the life and death of the Ye family.

Swish!

The young master of the Ye family took three steps at once, slid and knelt down, and then three loud bangs in front of Lu Qingxue who was waiting outside the door.

"Mr. Nangong, I'm late, please forgive me."

A few more sounds knocked down.

Lu Qingxue was shocked. What is the operation?

"Who are you?"

"The youngest one is Ye Bufan's grandson, Ye Xiaodao." The young master of the Ye family replied respectfully.

"Where is your grandpa?"

Lu Qingxue looked calm, but thought to herself, what did her mother do back then? It could have such a profound impact after thousands of years.

She could even feel the other person's fear engraved in his bones.

"Sir Nangong, please wait in the house, and the younger one will go and invite grandpa out of seclusion to see you." Ye Xiaodao's playboy was a playboy, but he was able to clearly define his own status.

"good."

Lu Qingxue nodded and came to the lobby of the Ye family to wait, becoming more and more curious about what happened that year.

After thousands of years of layout, can it really work today?

Soon, Ye Xiaodao came with a man who came to the evening.

The old man has gray hair and a haggard face, like a candle swaying in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time, but still has a strong sense of oppression.

"Subordinate Ye Bufan has met Young Master Nangong."

When he walked closer, the old man sorted out his clothes and bowed to salute.

"Old Ye doesn't have to be too polite." Lu Qingxue waved her hand.

"Thank you Young Master."

Ye Bufan bowed again and sat down at Lu Qingxue's seat, and a smile appeared on his thin face, "After so many years, young master, you are finally here."

"If I don't come again, I may not be able to hold on."

"Mr. Nangong said that the day when Nangong is coming again is the time for my freedom. I am unwilling to stop here, so I also asked the young master to give my wish."

The closer you get to death, the stronger your desire to survive.

Lu Qingxue could feel that the old man in front of him wanted to survive and was born in this broken world. No matter how talented he was, he would never be able to reach a higher realm.

Even monks with a lifespan far lower than those in the outside world.

The geniuses here must be very unwilling to accept it!

"I will take you away, let you be reborn and break through the limit."

Lu Qingxue agreed, "Before this, please ask Mr. Ye to help me with the last thing. Only when this matter is done can I take you away."

"Please give me instructions." Ye Bufan was respectful.

"I'm going to enter the wonderland."
Chapter completed!