"If it's really this person, then you're really pushing Shangguan Ling into the fire pit. The corners of Ye Cuo's mouth sneered, and he said very politely.

Li Junshan...... He has a deep impression of this person Ye Cuo, and in Ye Cuo's own words, this is a high-minded hypocrite.

Gentlemen on the surface are often real villains, whether this Li Junshan is a real villain Ye Cuo doesn't know, but hypocrites are inevitable.

"Why do you say that?" Feng Guozhang asked with a deep meaning to Ye Cuo.

"It's nothing, it's just a feeling, and that person doesn't feel good for me, all along. Ye Cuo didn't want to bother with this person, so naturally he didn't want to say more.

"Indeed, you are right, I also know some rumors, this person is not as simple as it seems on the surface, there are actually a lot of all kinds of romances, but what can be done? In the eyes of many old guys in the sect, compared to the fate of the sect, Ling'er's own happiness is actually not very important. “

Feng Guozhang hesitated slightly, but still sighed and said: "It's not a secret, even if it is Ling'er's father, the sect master thinks so, although he feels sorry for his daughter, but it is related to the fate of the sect, sacrificing a Ling'er in exchange for the bargaining chips of the sect against the two clans, this pros and cons, the sect master naturally made the most basic trade-off." ”

"It's a good deal, but it's a little bit of a bad deal. Ye Cuo said with a sneer.

Feng Guozhang could only smile helplessly: "Anyway, Ling'er's situation is like this, next year is the wedding date set by the Sect Master and the Desolate Sword Saint, and you can only weigh it yourself." “

Ye Cuo sat in place and didn't speak, this is indeed a difficult choice, either take Shangguan Ling away and hide in Tibet from now on, and Shangguan Ling is likely to bear the self-blame of the collapse of the sect.

Of course, the latter is not absolute, in Ye Cuo's opinion, even if it is really possible to integrate the power of the sect by sacrificing the marriage between Shangguan Ling and the Canglang Sword Sect.

But it's still the same, after all, the power of the two clans is too strong.

The disadvantages of the basic board cannot be offset by a group of stragglers, or a rabble combined.

But no matter what, if he really runs away with Shangguan Ling, then the trouble after this will definitely be a big one, and he may face the endless pursuit of the two major sects, thinking of this makes Ye Cuo extremely headache.

But if Shangguan Ling leaves the cloth bag, it is not the result that Ye Cuo wants, not to mention that his woman wants to marry that hypocrite, if Ye Cuo wants to take Shangguan Ling away during this period, then he will inevitably stand directly on the opposite side of the two major sects, which may be even more unreasonable than the former.

But no matter what, the current Ye Cuo is facing a dilemma.

"What else do you want to tell me besides these?" Since he is embarrassed now, Ye Cuo himself simply doesn't think about it anymore, many things can only be taken step by step, now there is still a period of time before the end of the Holy Lake Meeting, how to choose, Ye Cuo still has time to make a choice.

But one thing is certain, Ye Cuo will never allow Shangguan Ling to become a woman for everyone other than herself, this is Ye Cuo's bottom line, she must be her own.

"No, I didn't plan to talk about these things, but tonight I can see you in this moon house, so the old woman will have a few more words. Feng Guozhang smiled at this time: "Little friends, take care of yourself." “

And in Ye Cuo's eyes, the old man in front of him, at this time, is even more feeling, a little incomprehensible, is this person really for Shangguan Ling's happiness? In Ye Cuo's opinion, this is more or less a bit of an incredible feeling in it.

Maybe this old man himself has some purpose, but this is the first time they have met, and there has never been any contact before, which makes Ye Cuo not notice anything at all.

After leaving the Huxin Pavilion, Ye Cuo did not leave Lanyue Ju in a hurry, but hid all the breath in his body, and stood in front of Shangguan Ling's room like this, feeling the steady breath of Shangguan inside, Ye Cuo's heart was relieved.

Now is the critical period of Shangguan Ling's cultivation, and any fluctuations may bring irreparable consequences to her, at least judging from the current situation, it is okay.

This night, Ye Cuo always stood outside Shangguan Ling's door, except for the two old men of the Taixuan Extreme Realm in the middle of this Lanyue Residence, no one noticed Ye Cuo's existence, and it was not until the sky was just bright and the rooster crowed that Ye Cuo left here.

Today is the third qualifier, Ye Cuo was already standing on the competition platform early, still wearing the black tiger skin robe, this outfit, when Ye Cuo just appeared, he had already become the focus of many competition monks.

Whether it is arrogant or dragged, in short, many people today look at Ye Cuo is not pleasing to the eye, they are just some wild monks who can only participate in the qualifiers, but this person's outfit is much taller than that worn by the sect masters of many major clans, this kind of appearance that stands out from the crowd does not make people feel unhappy, which is strange.

Standing in this game is too hurtful, feeling the eyes around him, and Ye Cuo's heart is just a sneer, his opponent today is fundamentally different from the previous two, this is a strong man, and the aura on his body is also very strong, his height is much taller than Ye Cuo, he is almost a foot tall, and the explosive muscles on his body know that the strength is infinite at a glance.

This person's cultivation is very high, he is already a half-step Taixuan, if he hadn't met Ye Cuo today, this person would have been promoted, and it would have been almost a sure thing to cultivate with this body.

Holding a very exaggerated black heavy sword, this strong man stood in front of Ye Cuo with this bladeless heavy sword, under the light of the sun, this person was like a small mountain, giving people a heavy sense of oppression.

"If the kid doesn't wear this, can you die if you don't drag it?" The strong man sneered at Ye Cuo and said with a smile: "My name is Tiehu, when I beat you down for a while, don't cry because this dress is dirty." “

After speaking, the strong man actually laughed directly, and the laughter turned out to be extremely rampant, as if he had already thought that his victory was decided.

"Huh. Ye Cuo also laughed at this time, the difference is that this is a sneer.

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