As soon as these words came out, the eyes of those present looking at Ye Qingran changed.
I originally thought that Ye Qingran wore a veil because she was low-key. After all, in her early years, Ye Qingran's reputation as the most beautiful woman in Xiliang City was well known to everyone. Who would have thought that she wore a veil because she was ugly?!
"Could it be that Ye Qingran was really disfigured after his disappearance five years ago?"
Someone raised doubts.
Also, she is the daughter of the female war god Yun Suifeng, but she cannot practice, which is a disgrace to her mother, the female war god!
"Sister, if I were you, I would definitely stay at home on this occasion today." Ye Sisi sneered.
Everyone saw that Ye Sisi was beautiful and had a close relationship with the Seventh Prince. She would most likely be the princess in the future. Also, thinking that she was very talented in cultivation, they immediately felt that Ye Qingran, the legitimate daughter of the goddess of war, was worse than a concubine.
"You are not me, and you can't be me!" Facing the humiliation of the Seventh Prince and Ye Sisi, Ye Qingran was as calm as an outsider.
A word came from under the veil, calmly.
Her voice was as loud as a piece of Kunshan jade.
Hanxing Lengyue's face showed disdain.
Her young lady is the famous owner of the Medicine King Valley on the mainland.
Ye Sisi has been chasing after her for the rest of her life, but it’s hard to keep up with her!
"Xing'er, Yue'er, what are you doing standing still? Go in." Ye Qingran was too lazy to deal with these two people and took the lead in walking towards Wuji Hall.
Hanxing Lengyue followed closely behind.
Everyone looked at the back figure, the slender Pingting, the glittering Tsinghua University, and couldn't help but fell into a daze.
With such magnificence, is he really a waste of spiritual practice?
What is hidden under the veil, is it really a salt-free appearance?
Ye Sisi and Dongfang Xuan stared at Ye Qingran's back and clenched their fists in unison.
Their series of humiliations just now were like a punch on cotton.
That breath was hanging in the throat, unable to come up or go down, and they almost choked to death!
On the other hand, Ye Qingran didn't do anything wrong at all, but he called them just like a clown.
Here, Ye Qingran had just reached the nine stone steps in front of the gate of Wuji Hall when a suppressed angry voice came from beside him.
"Ye Qingran, who asked you to come here!"
A voice mixed with a hint of anger came from the side.
Ye Qingran was slightly stunned.
There seems to be a thread stretched in my mind.
This voice is familiar yet strange.
Looking sideways, three extraordinary figures stood out among the bustling crowd. They were all dressed in uniform, wearing snow-white robes, with silver silk thread embroidered on the cuffs and hem.
On the chest, a sharp sword penetrated the character 'Xuan' with flying phoenixes.
A three-foot green front is lost behind.
Xuanyuan City, disciple of Xuanyuan Sword Sect!
Such outstanding three people instantly captured countless eyes.
Everyone looked at them with envy and respect.
Xuanyuan Sword Sect is one of the seven major sects in the Central Region!
There are so many talented people in the sect, and all of the disciples under his command are the best among men!
Ye Qingran's eyes fell on the person in front, his eyes flickering slightly. After a while, some memories appeared in his mind.
He is Yeli.
Back then, Yun Suifeng was on the battlefield and picked up an orphan among the corpses of horse leather, and stayed in Ye Mansion to raise him as his adopted son.
The first time they met, Ye Qingran was five years old and Ye Li was eight years old.
When she was twelve years old, Ye Li went to the military camp to train. Since then, she and Ye Li have only met a handful of times.
When he was fifteen years old, because of his excellent talent, Ye Li was spotted by the Xuanyuan Sword Sect and entered the Sword Sect to practice.
They gradually drifted apart and became people in two different worlds.
The corners of Ye Qingran's lips twitched carelessly under her veil.
Speaking of which, this Ye Li is her brother.
"What am I doing here? Of course I'm here to attend the grand event."
Ye Qingran's tone was tinged with a hint of ridicule.
Although she herself had no connection with Yeli, the original owner was sincerely affectionate for her brother. They were childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts, but later, as Yun Suifeng left, they gradually drifted away.
Until his death, Ye Qingran looked forward to seeing this so-called brother again.
But what about Yeli?
Inheriting Yun Suifeng's kindness, he promised her to take care of Ye Qingran. For so many years, he had been looked up to by everyone in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, but had he ever paid attention to Ye Qingran's life and death?
Today's Yeli has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a resolute profile, and an extraordinary bearing. He was taught by the God of War since he was a child, and his temperament has an iron-blooded flavor.
He looked at Ye Qingran and frowned.
He was dissatisfied with Ye Qingran's recklessness in coming to attend the Wuji Hall Qingyun Gala.
"Go back quickly!" He just ordered in a deep voice, with a tone that could not be criticized.
Ye Qingran found it extremely funny.
After so many years of neglecting him, when he reappeared, he acted like an elder brother, to whom could he show?
Ye Qingran only felt a sense of depression in her chest, which made her extremely irritable.
"Why should I go back? And who are you?"
and who are you?
Four words, like four swords, pierced Yeli's heart.
In his memory, A Ran would always smile sweetly when he saw him, his picturesque eyebrows and eyes were gentle and soft.
Now, the familiar smile between the woman's brows is no longer there, only indifference and alienation remain.
He couldn't help feeling that time was like water.
He didn't think that Ye Qingran didn't recognize him anymore. He just thought that Ye Qingran was still resenting him for leaving without saying goodbye and being estranged all these years.
He suppressed the sadness in his heart and softened his tone: "Aran, be obedient, today's event is not suitable for you."
Not suitable for her?
Ye Qingran sneered: "What does this young master mean? Disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect are qualified to participate, but I am not. Is this looking down on others?"
Ye Sisi and Dongfang Xuan also came over at this time. When they saw Ye Li, Ye Sisi was still worried that Ye Li would protect her. After all, they grew up together in Ye Mansion when they were young, and Ye Li treated Ye Qingran very well.
Closer than brothers and sisters.
When she was young, if she and Ye Huanhuan bullied Ye Qingran, Yeli would always protect her.
Times have changed.
As expected, people change, and Yeli is no exception.
The oaths once made are like mountains, but they cannot withstand the ruthless erosion of time.
Also, after experiencing big rivers, who can still think of Ye Qingran's smelly ditch?
"Sister, Brother Li is right. Today's event is not suitable for you. After all, there will inevitably be competitions and competitions in the event, and you have no spiritual roots and cannot practice..."
After Ye Sisi finished speaking, she covered her mouth, looking panicked as if she had said the wrong thing.
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up.
Sure enough, the rumors were true. It was not that Ye Qingran had no spiritual roots back then, but that he had spiritual roots and could not practice. Five years ago, Ye Qingran disappeared. Not only was his appearance disfigured, but his spiritual roots were also dug up!
I recall those days when Yun Sui Feng was as beautiful as the others, invincible in every battle, and in the limelight.
But now, her daughter's appearance has been ruined and her spiritual roots have been dug up. Compared with her mother, she is nothing like clouds and mud!
Alas!
Ye Li glanced at Ye Sisi coldly.
"Ye Sisi, if you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"
His voice was as cold as ice and filled with anger.
Ye Sisi's heart froze and she lowered her head. She had been afraid of Yeli since she was a child, and now that he was a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, she didn't dare to provoke him.
"Sisi is right. Wuji Hall is the territory of cultivators. Ye Qingran, you are a piece of trash. If you still have some self-awareness, just get out of here! Otherwise, it will not look good if you are kicked out by others.
Got it!"
Dongfang Xuan is not afraid of Yeli, he is a prince, and his brother, His Royal Highness, is also a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.
"Your Highness, Seventh Prince, it's not your turn to say whether Ye Qingran is going to leave or not!" Ye Li narrowed his eyes, his attitude was rude, and he did not take Dongfang Xuan's status as the prince in his eyes.
Everyone's hearts trembled.
I thought to myself, the Seventh Prince is a royal family after all, and Ye Li actually insulted him in public. The disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect are really confident.
Dongfang Xuan's face darkened, and he was about to speak when he heard Ye Qingran's voice coming from faintly.
"Dongfang Xuan, it seems that you didn't have enough fun kneeling in Ye Mansion that day."
Everyone looked at Dongfang Xuan in surprise.
What Ye Qingran means is that His Highness the Seventh Prince knelt down for her in Ye Mansion?
What's going on?
Dongfang Xuan was ashamed and angry, and shouted at Ye Qingran, "Ye Qingran, what are you talking about?!"
"I'm talking nonsense. Your Highness, Seventh Prince, do you dare to swear that you and Ye Sisi didn't kneel down to me that day in Ye Mansion?"
Dongfang Xuan could not refute.
Ye Sisi also looked extremely ugly.
Everyone became more and more convinced that what Ye Qingran said was true.
It's interesting, His Highness the Seventh Prince, a royal family, actually knelt down to Ye Qingran.
For a moment, everyone looked at Dongfang Xuan with strange eyes.
"Dongfang Xuan, I said, you are the one who should get out today, do you believe it?"
Dongfang Xuan laughed angrily: "Ye Qingran, you are a loser, but you have the nerve to say that I am the one who should get out! What a big joke!"
"His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince is right, Ye Qingran, you are the one who should get out today!"
A sharp voice came from the Wuji Hall, and then, a beautiful figure walked slowly, surrounded by slaves.
