Of course, Duanmu Lei knows better than everyone here who the Xuan Lord took away.

It was precisely because he knew that it was impossible for him to reach this obviously disadvantaged agreement with Ye Qinghuan - he sent someone to save the Xuan Lord, and he would not be ambushed, so he would not be compensated by the Seventh-Order Yuan Soul Pill!

However, Duanmu Lei has always been insidious, and he feels that he can give Ye Qinghuan a set first.

For example...... Let Ye Qinghuan hand over the seventh-order Yuan Soul Pill first and give him safekeeping or something.

In this case, he would be very happy to cooperate with Ye Qinghuan.

Even if his people were not ambushed in the end, according to the agreement, this seventh-order Yuan Soul Pill would not belong to him Duanmu Lei, but by that time, the seventh-order Yuan Soul Pill was already in his hands, would he still obediently return it to Ye Qinghuan?

That's impossible!

Duanmu Lei felt that he still had a good chance of winning, after all, Qinghuan looked like an ignorant little girl who didn't know anything about the world.

If she had a certain amount of thought and the city government, she would not be stupid and not go to his Duanmu house with Murong Jiu, but take care of the so-called 'friendship' with Ximen Jiaxue, and mingle with the group of waste in the Ximen family!

Duanmu Lei thought so firmly.

However, soon reality gave Duanmu Lei a resounding slap in the face!

I only heard Ye Qinghuan smile faintly: "I understand what Sect Master Duanmu means, so ...... Yes—I can find a way to take the Seventh-Order Yuan Soul Pill out of Xiao Jin's body tonight. ”

As she spoke, she paused and gently hooked the corners of her lips: "Then, I can hand over the Seventh-Order Yuan Soul Pill to my Ninth Uncle." ”

In the hands of Murong Jiu?

Everyone was stunned.

"You want to hand over the Seventh-Order Yuan Soul Pill to Murong Jiu?" Duanmu Lei probably never thought that Ye Qinghuan would make such a decision.

Ye Qinghuan said as a matter of course: "Duanmu Sect Master, I think the middleman you believe in so far and I trust me...... It should be only my ninth uncle, right? ”

Duanmu Lei was instantly speechless.

Indeed, Ye Qinghuan found someone casually, he didn't believe it, and if he found someone casually, Ye Qinghuan didn't believe it either.

The only person who could be trusted on both sides was Murong Jiu.

At this moment, the Ximen Sect Master and Ximen Jiaxue both admired Ye Qinghuan in their hearts.

Because they really haven't seen anyone who can make Duanmu Lei speechless, and Ye Qinghuan is one of the few people!

Although they weren't sure who Murong Jiu would choose in the end, in such a position where the two sides had an agreement, Murong Jiu would undoubtedly favor his little niece, Ye Qinghuan.

Therefore, there was no need for them to doubt the fairness of this agreement at all - as long as there was no ambush in the underground secret room, then the Seventh-Order Yuan Soul Pill, Murong Jiu would definitely return it to Ye Qinghuan!

But...... The premise is that there is no ambush in the underground vault.

If there is an ambush...... I'm afraid that the Seventh-Order Yuan Soul Pill will really fall into Duanmu Lei's hands.

Thinking of this, the Ximen Sect Master and Ximen Jiaxue were still a little worried, and the two looked at Ye Qinghuan, hoping that she could really be as confident as she looked, and be sure that Duanmu Lei's people would not be ambushed in this operation.

"How? Sect Master Duanmu shouldn't even be able to trust my ninth uncle, right? Ye Qinghuan smiled slightly and looked at Duanmu Lei, who had not spoken for a long time.

Duanmu Lei couldn't think of a better way to say it for a while, and after his heart sank slightly, he smiled lightly: "Miss Murong is really fast-talking-good!" So decided! ”