The corners of Ye Qingyao's mouth rose slightly, and the eyes of the middle-aged man became a little different: This senior brother is no, no, no, he shouldn't call him senior brother, this is simply a moving treasure trove.

"And this treasure trove doesn't seem to be guarding against itself. Thinking of this, Ye Qingyao couldn't help but feel a little proud: "I just said that I wanted to be his junior sister, which is simply the most correct decision in my life." Otherwise, how could there be all these rare treasures that we see today?"

"Well, no, it's the second most important, the second most important. The most important thing is the truth. Ye Qingyao seemed to suddenly think of something, coughed dryly twice, and thought to herself in her heart.

"Well, should I inquire about the location of the Treasure Pavilion and the Sect's treasure house now, what is going on with the Xuanyuan Mountain Range. Ye Qingyao's face turned straight, and she secretly blamed herself for forgetting the most important thing? If she didn't participate in this Xuanyuan Mountain Mountain Range, would it mean that she wouldn't be able to do it as a temporary sect master?

"If I can't do it as a temporary sect master, does it mean that I can't inherit my senior brother's inheritance properly?" Ye Qingyao looked a little distressed. She rubbed her brow and fell into deep thought.

"Doesn't that mean that I need to kill my senior brother in order to inherit the inheritance?" Ye Qingyao flattened her mouth and her gaze stayed on the middle-aged man. For a long time, Ye Qingyao sighed faintly.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and Ye Qingyao's eyes made him feel cold. For a moment, he felt as if he was being stared at.

The middle-aged man's body froze suddenly, and Ye Qingyao's eyes made his body a little disobedient. The middle-aged man and Ye Qingyao looked at each other, looking at the charming and moving woman in green in front of them, and the middle-aged man smiled forcefully.

"Senior sister" The middle-aged man squeezed out a smile on his face that was more ugly than crying, and said tremblingly.

"Senior brother, why do you have such an expression? It's like I'm going to kill you. Ye Qingyao waved her hand, with a look of regret on her face.

"It seems that you will kill me, you obviously want to kill me!" After hearing Ye Qingyao's words, the middle-aged man couldn't help but take a step back and tighten his not too thin clothes.

"I am a monk of the Nine Realms and One Realm, I can't say that I am immortal and immortal, or I can say that I am not afraid of cold and heat, and I am not afraid of cold and heat. How is it now" The middle-aged man felt extremely cold on his body, and not only cold.

And chills.

She also showed a look of regret, obviously thinking about killing me, and finally dispelled this idea. The middle-aged man felt that the whole world was loveless, and his junior sister wanted to kill him, what did he do in his last life?

"I'm scared, I'm afraid. I'd better hurry up and let her go. The middle-aged man rubbed his hands and thought to himself. I'm really afraid of my junior sister, and this threat of death feels like staying with her for one more minute is one step closer to death.

"Senior sister, I'll tell you about the things that need to be paid attention to in the Xuanyuan Mountain Range Conference, as well as its origin. The middle-aged man said bluntly. He had to strike first to break the awkward atmosphere.

"Otherwise, if the junior sister changes her mind, won't she die?" the middle-aged man shrank his head, and the feeling of coldness in his heart became more and more intense. He even felt it

Time may be running out to speak.

"You say, brother. Ye Qingyao smiled, her smile was sweet and moving, like a touch of sunshine, reaching the depths of people's hearts.

No matter how cold the heart is, it will melt into water under this smile, and no matter how strong the Dao heart is, it will be shattered under this smile. Perhaps only the Dao Void of Cultivating the Absolute Dao of Absolute Affection can resist this temptation.

A smile fell into the city, the king gave up the country for this, and the literati were delirious because of this. They just want to smile, life and death!

This may be the terrible thing about love, which makes people desperate and abandon everything to chase.

This may be the fundamental reason why no one can control the love path for thousands of years, this is a cursed way. Whether it is a cultivator or a person next to him, there will be no good results in the end.

But this is only before, and who knows in the future?

However, the body of immortal doom has no good results.

And it just so happened that Ye Qingyao had collected both.

"Senior sister, that's right. The middle-aged man cleared his throat and said slowly: "The Xuanyuan Mountain Range Conference is actually a competition between sects and sects. ”

"A competition?" Ye Qingyao raised her eyebrows and said suspiciously.

"A competition. The middle-aged man nodded, and said with a serious face: "Every Xuanyuan Mountain Range Conference is related to the fate of the Zhenshan Sect, and it is also related to the fate of everyone. ”

"Oh, what do you say?" Ye Qingyao looked at the middle-aged man in front of her with interest and asked with a smile.

"It's just very important. The middle-aged man was vague and had no explanation for his fate, as if he was deliberately avoiding it.

"Huh?" Ye Qingyao raised her eyebrows slightly: "This answer is really a bit interesting." ”

"How important is it that it is very important?" Ye Qingyao asked with a smile, not taboo about the question of fate.

"I'm not good at that. The middle-aged man snorted, and then prevaricated.

"Okay then, then I'll not ask. Ye Qingyao shrugged her shoulders and didn't go any further into the question of fate.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Ye Qingyao was no longer speechless: "Fortunately, she didn't continue to ask, otherwise"

"Otherwise, I really can't answer. The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva and thought to himself.

"Senior brother, do you continue to speak?" Ye Qingyao asked curiously: Why did he say it and stop saying it? What does it mean not to say it?

"Well, there's not much to talk about. The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and said, "You just need to be a good temporary sect master." ”

“”

Ye Qingyao looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a confused expression, and her face revealed a little dazed: "What does he mean by this?

"Well, not really. The middle-aged man patted Ye Qingyao's shoulder and said earnestly, "You just need to do the work that the sect master should do." ”

"Please, junior sister. I'm going into retreat to recuperate. The middle-aged man sat cross-legged in the middle of the cave and said weakly.

“”

Ye Qingyao looked at the extremely weak middle-aged man and smiled: "Okay, senior brother." If you don't say it, you won't say it, then I'll go first. ”

Feeling Ye Qingyao's cannibalistic gaze, the middle-aged man couldn't help but shrink his head: Senior sister, she won't hate me to death with this gaze.

"No matter, no matter. ”

"It's better to retreat and not ask about the world. ”