Ye Jitian and Ye Wuru both had a change in complexion.

Although Ye Wuru was not proud of his cultivation, when he heard that someone was faster than him, he couldn't help but secretly feel a sense of challenge in his heart.

"Who is it?" Ye Jitian looked at Nangong Qianqiu and said.

"His name is Ye Cuo. ”

"Ye Wrong?" Ye Jitian thought about the children of the Ye family carefully, and it seemed that there was no such strange name for them.

He turned his head to look at Ye Wuru: "Which child of my Ye family is this?

Ye ruthlessly shook his head and said, "The child doesn't know. ”

Nangong Qianqiu said lightly: "He is not a child of the Ye family, just an ordinary person in Yunhai City, and a year ago, he was an ordinary student. I don't know what adventures I had later, but in less than a year, I became a master of the heavenly list!"

Ye Jitian was silent.

In Ye Wu's ruthless eyes, there was a flickering flame of beating, and he secretly remembered the name Ye Cuo in his heart.

Ye Jitian seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden, and his whole person's spirit went down, and he said, "Is that so?" If it weren't for Mr. Nangong saying it, I really can't believe it. What a genius!"

As he spoke, he suddenly looked at Nangong Qianqiu and said, "Mr. Nangong came here uninvited today, there must be something important, right?"

Nangong Qianqiu arched his hand and said, "Senior Ye, I want to take a look at Wanrong." ”

Ye Jitian frowned and said: "I remember, when Mr. Nangong sent Wanrong back, he made a promise with the head of my family first, as long as the head of the family can save Wanrong's life and hold her from death, you will no longer set foot in Changbai Mountain for half a step in this life, and you will no longer have the idea of seeing Wanrong." Mr. Nangong dominates the world, and he can go anywhere, but he tramples on his promise, presumably Wanrong can really wake up, and he doesn't want to see you, right?"

Nangong Qianqiu's face turned red, her lips trembled a few times, and her eyes dimmed.

"Mr. Nangong, it's not old and unreasonable. With a long sword, you killed all the ghosts and gods, stirred up the rivers and lakes, and what you did back then, even I was ashamed of myself. If I had been dozens of years younger back then, I was afraid that I would have gone with you to fight all the masters in the world!

Just ......"

He looked at Nangong Qianqiu: "If you really love Wanrong, you shouldn't come, in her heart, you are Nangong Qianqiu who keeps her promises, you can do anything, but you can't break your word." Moreover, the head of the family is now in retreat and cultivating a great supernatural power, once he cultivates, he may have a chance to save Wanrong, if you don't keep your promise, won't it harm her?"

Nangong Qianqiu held the hilt of his sword with one hand, his bones were white, and his eyes were like jumping flames, flickering slightly.

At that moment, the whole mountain seemed to shake.

A long howl resounded through the heavens and the earth.

On the top of the entire mountain, all the people's faces changed.

"It's ......"

"The head of the family is out of the customs!" Ye Jitian raised his head and looked at the sky outside the forbidden land, Nan Nan said: "This retreat has been seven years before it came out." With this long roar, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the great supernatural power that wanted to come to the head of the family was cultivated. ”

There was a hint of relief in his words.

Ye Wuru, who had no expression, also had a hint of joy: "Third grandfather, Aunt Wanrong has been saved?"

Nangong Qianqiu's hands were trembling: "Is what you said true?"

Ten years ago, he made a big fuss in Changbai Mountain and took Ye Wanrong into the Kunlun Ruins, but he didn't expect that the situation inside was so bad that with his martial arts, he couldn't deal with it.

Ye Wanrong was in the ruins of Kunlun, in order to save him.

Nangong Qianqiu broke through at a critical time, and his martial arts were refined, so he was lucky enough to escape with Ye Wanrong's corpse.

In order to save Ye Wanrong, he sent Ye Wanrong's body back to Changbai Mountain, and made a promise with the Ye family not to set foot in Changbai Mountain again.

However, because the sixth uncle of the Nangong family colluded with bloody killings in a vain attempt to seize power, the Nangong family suffered heavy casualties.

Nangong Qianqiu was determined to die, and planned to go abroad to find the bloody headquarters and destroy the bloody killing.

After seeing with his own eyes the strength of the bloody boss Lin Yi, Nangong Qianqiu knew that he would probably not be able to come back this time, so he set foot in Changbai Mountain, hoping to see Ye Wanrong for the last time.

It was naturally impossible for him to reveal this sentiment to Ye Jitian.

The three people in the forbidden land didn't have time to rejoice for too long when they heard a voice that seemed to come from the sky: "Who broke into my Changbai Mountain?"

Nangong Qianqiu frowned, and secretly said in his heart: It's not good, Ye Cuo is still outside!

Ye Cuo saved many people in the Nangong family, and he was a great favor to the Nangong family, so Nangong Qianqiu naturally couldn't allow him to be killed by Ye Qianzhan.

"Be merciful!"

Nangong Qianqiu didn't have time to say goodbye, her feet kicked on the ground, and with a bang, the whole ground sank into a big hole.

His whole person, like a rocket, jumped up vertically for dozens of meters, directly crossed over the cliff like a heavenly sword, and then took a few ups and downs, and disappeared in the eyes of Ye Wuru and Ye Jitian.

Ye Wuru was fascinated, and couldn't help but secretly clench his fists.

Ye Jitian sighed slowly: "Ruthless, don't look at it, go back and copy the scriptures!"

Ye Wuru was stunned for a moment, there was a trace of pain in his eyes, but he still turned his head silently, and he would go to the main hall of the forbidden land.

"The head of the Ye family, be merciful!" Nangong Qianqiu was like a flying rainbow, from the top of Changbai Mountain, crossing an arc and flying in the direction of the main hall of the Ye family.

There, a man dressed in white actually had two wings composed of clouds behind him, and he hovered directly in mid-air.

This man was white-haired and looked to be quite old, but strangely enough, he had a face with delicate skin and looked no more than twenty-something.

He is one of the three masters of the world's god list, Ye Qianzhan, the head of the Ye family.

Although Nangong Qianqiu has the strength to challenge the god list, she has not really entered the god list after all.

And Ye Qianzhan is really the oldest and recognized as the strongest among the three masters on the God List.

With a shout in mid-air just now, there was still a distance of several hundred meters away from Ye Cuo and Ye Qiankun, and Ye Qianzhan had already waved his hand and attacked towards Ye Cuo.

For a moment, Ye Cuo seemed to feel as if he was locked by an intercontinental missile, and no matter how he tossed and turned, he couldn't escape.

Fortunately, at this time, Nangong Qianqiu rose and fell from a few hundred meters away, and when he reached mid-air, the long sword turned into a meteor and attacked towards Ye Qianzhan.

Ye Qianzhan in mid-air, frowned slightly, and said flatly: "Your martial arts have improved again, after today, I am afraid that there will be a fourth master on the god list!"

Although he said this, he punched casually, and he was still more than ten meters away from Nangong Qianqiu, and he struck with a punch.

However, as soon as this punch came out, the punch that hit Ye Cuo weakened.

Nangong Qianqiu's long sword was raised, and a sword light was like a long whip, meeting Ye Qianzhan's fist strength.

The two of them actually stood in the air, like immortals flying through the clouds, and at this moment, even Ye Cuo was stunned.

"Is this the strength of the Divine List, it's not too far from my previous life's Nine-Layer Dragon Divine Skill!" Ye Cuo said secretly.