The original saint of the temple, Yun Zhongxian, indeed shocked the entire Yun Zhongtian and even the Qilin Empire.
But now so many years have passed, and the Yangtze River is pushing the old waves forward. Now people only know that there is a smiling tiger son in the temple. There is no rumor about this new saint before, as if such a person appeared overnight.
Many people are dissatisfied and secretly speculate. This is probably the false decorative instruments that symbolize the messy status of the temple, used to deceive blind believers.
Bai Ye didn't know, but in a moment, their group of people could think of so many things.
At this time, an old man who seemed kind reached out and pulled the little girl back, lowered his head and said, "Xiao Ru, don't talk nonsense! Why do you think that everyone can make friends with the eldest lady of the Baili family? Don't make people think that our Lin family is also the kind of person who likes flattery!"
People should not behave like appearances, and being kind does not necessarily mean being kind.
When the old man spoke, he looked at Bai Ye in a pointing direction. As Miss Baili’s friend, it was obvious that the second half of the sentence was about her.
Bai Ye raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Yufeng calmly.
He should be the alchemist who represented the Shui Jue family.
This old man is old and has a big temper and doesn't beat around the bush.
This alchemist who has worked hard for most of his life is probably very disdainful of the tender shrimps that are ignorant of the world.
"Old Lin, you still have such a big temper after not seeing each other for so many years! Even if you suspect that you have no ability, don't be so straightforward. After all, you are the representative of the temple and the distinguished guest of Baili's family. Where can I put the girl's face in this way?"
At this time, a young man walked forward with a smile.
He deliberately moved out the temple and the Baili family, but did not mention Bai Ye's identity as an alchemist. He was obviously the same as Mr. Lin, thinking that she did not have the qualifications to be an alchemist at all, and he was even more disdainful of her alchemist ability.
After saying that this guy thought he was very handsome, he turned his face and pretended to Bai Ye.
"Don't mind, Mr. Lin has always had a direct temper, but he has absolutely no malice. Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the representative of the alchemist of the Huoque family. You can call me Moqi."
Although he was saying polite and polite words, he deliberately raised his chin when he looked at Bai Ye and immediately reminded her of Baili Wushuang's artificial appearance.
Bai Ye also replied with a gentle and soft smile, but he fought back with disrespect.
"Your 'polite' look is so fake. It's better for Mr. Lin to act directly. At least he won't make me feel disgusted." The implication is that Moqi made her disgusted.
Baili Jinglei, who had originally planned to help say a few words, saw Bai Ye's reaction, and suddenly stopped his steps that were about to step forward. His white eyebrows moved and he watched with interest.
"Little girl! What are you talking about?" Mo Qihuo was young and energetic. He was ridiculed by Bai Ye on the spot and immediately lost his temper and felt angry.
When I was talking, the force in my palm surged, and it seemed that I wanted to take action.
Bai Ye doesn't treat him as an opponent at all, and looks back at the past without any permission.
At the same time, part of her pressure was restrained and then suddenly released, making Moqi feel a sense of overwhelming pressure, which shocked him to take a step back and no longer speak.