Ye Xuan restrained his emotions, and then waved his hand as if nothing had happened: "Anla, don't make such a fuss, I'm Ye Xuan, who else can I be?"

There is no sun in the sky of the Water Mansion, only the deep and dark water of the deep sea, Ye Xuan's house is in the corner of the Tianya Sea Pavilion, the environment is elegant, very remote, Ye Xuan took the initiative to ask for it, he doesn't like to be lively.

In the middle of the house, two people stood facing each other, and the atmosphere was a little strange.

The fingernails of the Immortal now seem to be not much different from ordinary people, and they can't imagine the sharp blades they used to be.

His nails were white, and there was not a trace of dirt in them, but in Ye Xuan's opinion, they were full of blood.

"What's next?"

Wuxian glanced at Ye Xuan deeply without delving into it, and asked.

"Of course, it's to prepare for the Great Competition, but before that, I still have some things to explain. ”

Ye Xuan shrugged his shoulders, as if he was a little helpless, and then pushed open the door and looked out of the door with a smile on his face, where the body of the wind had been standing there, never moving half a step, and so was the dark elder, sitting not far from the door, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he opened his eyes and smiled at Ye Xuan.

"Follow me!"

Feng Qingyang didn't look at Wu Xian, who was sitting in the chair again, nodded to the young man in front of him, and then motioned for him to follow.

The three of them did not use any body martial arts, just like a normal person, walking slowly on the bluestone path within the Tianya Sea Pavilion, the water mansion was in the deep sea, even with the protection of the large array, the bluestone path was still a little wet.

The dark old man just followed Ye Xuan quietly as before, and never took the initiative to ask for anything.

Feng Qingyang didn't ask Ye Xuan why he spent more than 100 billion, nor did he mention the complicated and affectionate Tianqing, the two of them, and even the seemingly gentle but domineering master Feng Qingyang didn't mention it.

"This time, in the Wanzong Dabi, we must at least rush to the second-grade forces. ”

Ye Xuan nodded: "I know." ”

Then he looked at Feng Qingyang a little strangely, as if he didn't understand the meaning of his words.

"There are many people in the sub-cabinet who disagree with you!"

It stands to reason that there should not be wind in this water mansion, but the road that the three of them walked was slightly caressed by the breeze, the wind was not strong, it would just make people feel comfortable and at ease, just like the words that came out of Ye Xuan's mouth were comfortable: "I will serve!"

"Oh?"

The three of them stepped on the bluestone path, and the broken stones were very comfortable to step on, and they couldn't tell whether the sound of the wind was blowing was because of comfort or because of Ye Xuan's words.

"As long as they are sensible, they will naturally be convinced. ”

"What if someone doesn't know what's going on?"

"The dead will not be unconvinced!"

"That's right. ”

..........

The three of them walked all the way for about half an hour, and finally came to the most central area belonging to the Tianya Sea Pavilion.

Pushing the door in, this moment made Ye Xuan feel as if he had entered the time when he was being judged by many forces again.

Frowning slightly, he didn't like this feeling.

Maybe it hasn't been opened for a long time, this door looks a little old, Ye Xuan rubbed his fingers, rubbed the sawdust on his hand to the ground, and then casually put it under his nose and smelled it, although the old sawdust is a little rotten, but the smell is very charming.

"Sect Master, Elders!"

Ye Xuan walked to the middle of the hall, bowed to Xiao Ye, who was sitting at the top, and then arched his hand to the surrounding elders, most of these elders Ye Xuan knew, and they were all those in the Tianya Sea Pavilion.

There is still a small part of the noodles left, and I think it should be a sub-cabinet.

Behind those people stood some disciples, and Rao Hattian's figure stood behind Liu Ran, the master of the Killing Pavilion, which was quite surprising to Ye Xuan, because the two of them were chatting together just now.

Similarly, Dongfang Xue was also standing behind Dongfang Qingtian, the master of the Spirit Machine Pavilion.

This Spirit Pavilion Lord is still so outstanding, his imperial aura faintly suppresses the audience, and the colorful stars in his eyes rise and fall from time to time, making people unreal.

The people in these two sub-pavilions all smiled at Ye Xuan, obviously they had no opinion on Ye Xuan.

On the left hand side of Dongfang Qingtian, an old man with a majestic face sat quietly, like a statue, without the slightest fluctuation up and down his body, if it weren't for the hand holding the teacup moving from time to time, I'm afraid Ye Xuan would think that this was a dead man.

Behind the old man were two disciples, a man and a woman, with a majesty that was not angry and arrogant.

Ye Xuan secretly thought to himself, if nothing else, these three people should be the people of the Torture Pavilion.

On the side of these three people, an elegant young man crossed Erlang's legs, looking at Ye Xuan with a curious face, if he only looked at his appearance, he was afraid that everyone would think that this person was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and behind him was also standing a young man, also eighteen or nineteen years old, with a restrained momentum, but the sharp sword intent was faintly broken.

Not surprisingly, these two should be the people of the Sword Pavilion.

Xiao Ye didn't speak, quietly closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

After Feng Wushuang and Dark Elder came in, they randomly found a seat and sat down.

Liu Ran nodded at Ye Xuan and didn't speak, Rao Hate Tian squeezed his eyes at Ye Xuan behind him.

Dongfang Qingtian held an abacus in his hand and glanced at Ye Xuan from time to time, as if he was calculating the silver coins that he had lost out.

Dongfang Xue playfully stuck out her tongue, obviously feeling that the field was very depressed.

Ye Xuan felt that it was necessary for him to break the silence, although it might not be appropriate to do so.

Looking around, Ye Xuan slowly walked to Feng Qingyang's side, and then under everyone's gaze, he pulled out a chair from Feng Qingyang's side, and then swaggered under Xiao Ye's left hand and sat down.

The quiet atmosphere is broken.

Feng Qingyang and the other elders of the Heavenly End Pavilion didn't say anything, Dongfang Qingtian finally put down the abacus in his hand and cast an approving look at Ye Xuan, the killing intent around Liu Ran seemed to be a little darker, but he still didn't speak.

The faces of the three people in the Criminal Pavilion finally fluctuated, and the Pavilion Master also opened his eyes, and for the first time set his eyes on the young man whose eyes were covered with gauze.

The sword pavilion master's crossed Erlang leg paused for a moment, and then continued to tremble.

The edge on the disciple behind him became even more awe-inspiring, but in fact, it became more and more restrained, but his eyes were no longer staring at Ye Xuan, but at the sword in his hand.

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