"Do you know that people are coming? All arranged? The old man blew his beard and glared.

"You say?" Ye Ling raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Dead girl! No big, no small! I'm your grandfather! "The old man is angry.

"Well, hello old man, goodbye old man." Ye Ling was also very calm.

Ye Xiu: "......" He will be angry to death sooner or later.

"Tomorrow and the next few days will be crowded, the old man will help me watch Xiao Qingyu and don't let him run around." Ye Ling spoke lazily.

"That kid is much more worry-free than you stinky girl!" Old Man Ye snorted, but still responded.

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On the second day, the people of the Qian family arrived at the Ye family first under the leadership of the head of the Qian family.

The head of the Qian family was dressed in a dark blue brocade robe, with a Chinese face, a serious expression with a faint gloom, but a hypocritical smile on his face.

Behind him is Qian Lin, the young master of the Qian family, dyed with ink on the brocade clothes, at a glance, people who don't understand still think that the young master of the Qian family is a veritable poet, a folding fan is graceful, the jade tree is in the wind, with a smile on his face, looking at everyone, until his eyes fell on the girl in red, suddenly lit up.

It was followed by several disciples of the Qian family who participated in the competition, full of spirit.

Not to mention anything else, the nature of the Qian family's tyrants can be directly seen, and the people who come are all hosta crowns, and even the swords are inlaid with various colored gems.

"I have heard for a long time that the young master of the Ye family is flexible in handling things, and the big gift that the young master Ye gave to the Qian family really makes the head of the family a little uneasy!" The head of the Qian family's face was slightly gloomy, and he smiled with an inexplicable meaning.

Listening to this hypocritical polite words, Ye Ling raised his eyebrows, his expression was also cynical, and then he spoke slowly: "The master of the Qian family is polite, the person who comes is a guest, and it is natural for the Ye family to do its best to be a landlord, if the head of the Qian family feels that it is not thoughtful enough, I also have a more thoughtful way to entertain the master of the Qian family." ”

As soon as these words came out, the face of the head of the Qian family became even more gloomy, and he snorted coldly and led people directly in, only Qian Lin and Qian Yan stood at the door, not planning to go in to rest.

Qian Lin looked at the red-clothed girl in front of him who was lazy and not polite at all, the warm sun was sprinkled, the girl was slim, wearing a soft and simple red dress with golden moire, her skin was snow-white, like a fine mutton fat jade, her lips were red, like the reddest red glow in the morning on the horizon, her eyes were pitch black, and the light was as shallow and faint as a spring day.

A girl dressed in red, under the bright and radiant appearance, there is a quiet and noble elegance, such a unique charm rarely appears in a young girl, only makes people feel that it is the only one in the world.

"Miss Ye, do you remember me? I have seen you in Jincheng, as the so-called leaves are pale, and white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Ask what is the situation in the world, teach people directly...... Worried about ......" Qian Lin's tone was slow, sounding extremely affectionate, and his amorous peach blossom eyes looked at Ye Ling seriously.

Qian Yan: "......" This guy, who is girly, when he meets Senior Sister Ye, he will definitely have no good fruit to eat.

Although they are born to the same father, their tempers are completely different.

"Young Master Qian, let's keep this set to coax the little girl, don't talk to me here, you will let me do it...... It's itchy. The corners of Ye Ling's mouth twitched, and his eyes were a little unspeakably unruly and impulsive to hit someone.

"When is this spring flower and autumn moon...... Not...... Hmmmm...... ......"Qian Lin said a sentence just now, his mouth was directly sealed, and he was a little anxious to draw.

He just wanted to say that he hadn't seen him for a long time, and he was still happy to see him again.

"Tsing Yi." Ye Ling said lightly.

"Yes."

"Bring the money back to the courtyard to rest."

"Yes." Tsing Yi nodded, and directly sent Qian Lin back to the courtyard where the Qian family stayed.

"Senior Sister Ye, I really didn't expect you to be the eldest lady of the Ye family who has been missing for many years, and now you are Young Master Ye again, congratulations!" Qian Yan touched his nose, smiled and grinned with a mouthful of big white teeth, and he was also sincerely happy for Senior Sister Ye.

"No matter who I am, Senior Brother Qian Yan will always be Senior Brother." The corners of Ye Ling's mouth rose, and he didn't have the coldness and indifference to others, but talked closely: "Okay, Senior Brother Qian Yan, let's go in, tomorrow's qualifying competition is about to start, and the people of the Sun family are almost here." ”

"That'...... Senior Sister Ye, I will go in first, and the head of the family will definitely have to nag again. Qian Yan waved his hand listlessly and went in lazily.

As soon as Qian Yan walked in, the people of the Sun family arrived, and after the same greetings, all the heads of several families gathered together to discuss the matter, and the rest of the children stayed in the courtyard for final preparations.

On the third day, the qualifying competition kicked off, and the two major families that bore the brunt of the competition were the Zhao family and the Qian family.

On the fourth day, the Sun family and the Ye family were born.

The same two families compete for promotion, the two winning parties compete for the position of the top of the four major families, and the two losing parties also have to compete to rank the third and fourth positions.

The young master of the Qian family faced the eldest son of the Zhao family, Qian Lin and Zhao Zilan.

Qian Yan and Zhao Xinrou.

Qian Jin, Qian Mu, Qian Shui, Qian Huo, Qian Tu against Zhao San, Zhao Si, Zhao Er, Zhao Hou, Zhao Xing.

Zhao Xinrou followed behind Zhao Zilan, looking at the white-clothed boy of Zhilan Yushu, Shui Ling's big eyes blinked, pursed his lips and smiled, the pair of willow eyebrows that quietly bent into a crescent moon could see the joy of the girl.

Looking at the cold and detached back of the man in white, Zhao Xinrou murmured in a low voice: "Zilan, I won't give up." ”

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The huge hall of martial arts is very lively.

In the center of the main hall of martial arts, there is an all-round closed ring nearly five meters from the ground, looking at the fluctuation of its spiritual power, the enchantment is extremely strong, and it is not a place where anyone wants to make trouble.

The position above the left side of the ring is the position of the four masters, and the position of the next hand is the five elders of the Ye family.

Under the ring, the disciples of the Ye family who watched the battle stood a little farther away, and the disciples of the Qian family and the disciples of the Zhao family who participated in the competition stood on one side each.

The disciples of the Qian family in the field were a little nervous, but the disciples of the Zhao family were all confident, and they didn't see much nervousness.

"It seems that this time, the Zhao family is slightly better again, and the Qian family has conceded it." The tone of the Zhao family master was visible to the naked eye.

The head of the Qian family had a somewhat calm face, Zhao Zilan of the Zhao family, there are only a handful of young people who can beat him, but it will not be a member of his Qian family, but he will not make this old immortal feel comfortable, he also glanced at it obliquely, and said lightly: "Don't be too happy too early, the Ye family is different now, the Zhao family doesn't want to stumble in front of the horse, the gains outweigh the losses." ”

Choked by the head of the Qian family for a moment, the head of the Zhao family also looked a little ugly, and said in a negative test: "Don't bother the head of the Qian family, I also hope that the head of the Qian family will not let the disciples of the Qian family be nameless." ”

The head of the Sun family has old eyes like torches, and his mind is delicate, but he didn't say anything, just watched quietly, after all, today is the competition between the Qian family and the Zhao family, but it seems that the Qian family can't beat the Zhao family, with Zhao Zilan here, facts speak louder than words, there is nothing to say.

The head of the Ye family was also drinking small tea, touching his white beard, and watching the play slowly.

When he returned to Ye's house from a young girl, he felt that his waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer painful, and his back was no longer cramping, as if he had been younger for most of his life in an instant.

Ye Ling also found an inconspicuous position, on the corner tower a hundred meters away from the Ye family, he watched quietly, and all kinds of emotions appeared in his eyes and hid them deeply.

In the next moment, there was some noise in the field for a moment, and the man in white walked slowly from a distance, like a cold jade, warm as jade and light as a cloud, it seemed that no one could go to the bottom of his heart, extremely quiet and cold.

Zhao Xinrou was a little stupid, not to mention the female disciples of various families.

"This is the eldest son of the Zhao family...... If it is really a stranger, he is like a jade, and his son is unparalleled in the world. ”

"I can't think of any words to describe ......"

A little farther away, Ye Qintian's expression was gloomy and inexplicably excited: Ye Ling...... Against Zhao Zilan, what are your chances of winning...... Just wait......

The eldest son of the Zhao family stood in white, extremely cold, and even the shadow-chasing sword on his side was extremely thin, as if it was like an ultra-thin ice, and the scabbard was a little cold.

No one dared to lean in.

An hour passed......

Two hours passed......

"Come on!"

"Hit! Hit him! ”

"Go fast! I'm about to be attacked by the Reiki Sword! ”

"Use the array! Use the array! ”

“……”

The venue is in full swing! The shouts came and went!

The competition between the disciples of the Qian family and the Zhao family ended, and the disciples of the Zhao family won the game, Zhao Xinrou looked at the cold white-clothed boy with a happy face, but he never looked at her.

Next, it was Qian Lin, the young master of the Qian family, who faced Zhao Zilan, the eldest son of the Zhao family, and the key person who decided the family qualifying!

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