"Hahaha!"

There was a little silence, and when he saw that Xiao Qingfeng was really the same Fengqing eighteen years ago, Ye Wuya suddenly laughed, "Providence!

"Get up!"

After laughing, the old man's face returned to the same indifference as before, looking at Xiao Qingfeng who stood up, he asked meaningfully:

"Young man, that alone doesn't make you slip from your chair to under the table in excitement, does it?"

"It's broken!"

When the words fell, Xiao Qingfeng's heart "chuckled", realizing that his previous gaffe had aroused the old man's vigilance, and a trace of panic passed between his eyebrows, but it was gone in the blink of an eye.

"After you left, I heard that you are always the head of Qianjimen, and this is ......"

"Who are you talking to?"

Without waiting for Xiao Qingfeng to finish speaking, Ye Wuya's face turned cold, his eyes flashed with cold and cold eyes, and he asked aggressively:

"Zhilu Dao Ye Wuya is the head of the Thousand Machines Sect, except for the elders in my sect, it can be counted with one hand. Besides, these people can't just reveal my identity at will, they ...... It's not something that a little person like you can reach. ”

"That's right. ”

Facing the old man's aggressive momentum, Xiao Qingfeng seemed to have been prepared, and explained unhurriedly: "When you were instructing me to refine the weapon, I noticed that there was a special mark on your forging hammer, so I wrote it down. After you left, I asked a few people about the seal, and they all said that it was a unique mark of the Thousand Machine Gate. ”

After a pause, he continued: "With this mark, combined with the strength you showed at that time, I conclude that you may be the head of the legend of the Thousand Machines Gate, who often travels and sees the dragon......

As he spoke, he saw that the old man gradually withdrew the fierce momentum on his body, and nodded thoughtfully, and then put down the heart that was mentioned in his throat.

In fact, these were all told to him by Xiao Yao's mother, Yao Xuewei, that as the holy daughter of Guanghan Palace, she followed her mother to see Ye Wuya. Therefore, Zhilu said that he was the mysterious head of the Thousand Machine Gate.

However, he knew very well that he could never say anything about it, once he said it, if Ye Wuya continued to track it down, Yao Xuewei's identity would be completely exposed, and the relationship between him and Yao Xuewei would also be revealed to the world.

Without the ability to protect themselves, this will inevitably bring death to their family of three. Fortunately, his brain reacted very quickly, and he thought of a more reasonable "excuse" in the flash.

"Seems to make some sense!"

After glancing at Xiao Qingfeng, who was as quiet as water, Ye Wuya moved his gaze to Xiao Qingya, "Little girl, what about you?"

Compared with Xiao Qingfeng, he was more interested in the little girl in front of him who always raised the bar with him. A teenage girl actually knew his name, and looking at the frightened half-dead look, she must also know his identity, which made him extremely surprised.

"Master Ye, good!"

At this time, Xiao Qingya, although her face was still full of blush, she was gentle and elegant, and she was not at all like the delicate girl who stared at Ye Wuya just now.

"I'm from Xiao Cheng!"

The girl smiled, opened her teeth lightly, and said slowly. This smile made people feel as warm as a spring breeze, and the innocent little boy next to him couldn't help but look at it a few times.

"You're from Xiao Cheng?"

Ye Wuya "Teng" stood up from the chair, his blazing eyes instantly widened to the extreme, and there was a look of disbelief inside.

"Xiao Cheng?"

The old man muttered and repeated a few times, and then, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Are you Xiao Qingya, the baby bump of Xiao Tianxiong and Xiao Liya?"

"It's me!"

"Then you ......"

The old man's gaze shifted slightly, glanced at Xiao Qingfeng, Xiao Qingwu, and Xiao Yao's faces respectively, and asked with a little disbelief:

"Are you the descendants of Ice Saint Xiao Bin?"

As soon as they heard this, the three of them lowered their heads in shame, the ancestor Xiao Bin was respected as the Ice Saint, but his descendants lived in such a broken place as Yewu City and did not want to make progress, it was really ashamed of the ancestors.

"Got it!"

The old man sighed lightly, his eyes fixed on Xiao Yao's face, he knew that this young man who made him extremely fond no longer belonged to him, which made his slightly vicissitudes of life puff on a touch of disappointment, a touch of unwillingness, a touch of ......

Xiao Cheng's strength is slightly stronger than that of Qianjimen, and Xiao Yao is a member of the Xiao family there, with them as his backing, where is his turn to worry about the future of this young man in front of him?

But......

Suddenly, Ye Wuya's eyes lit up again, as if he had thought of something, and moved his gaze to Xiao Qingya's face.

"Hahaha!"

In the next moment, he laughed again, and the laughter was extremely incomprehensible.

"Xiao Tianxiong, Xiao Tianxiong, I robbed you of the descendants of the Xiao family as the heir, I don't know if you will vomit three liters of blood in anger?

Thinking of this, Ye Wuya seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and suddenly became excited, and shouted at Xiao Yao: "Stinky boy, what are you doing there? The old man wants to accept you as an apprentice, why don't you come over to apprentice?"

Out of his understanding of Xiao Cheng's Xiao family, the old man expected that Xiao Qingya would definitely not dare to tell Xiao Cheng about her and Xiao Yao's affairs, so he decided to start first and cultivate it, and then take it to Xiao Tianxiong to show off and kill him!

"The old fox who took advantage of the situation!"

Seeing the old man's smiling and extremely proud appearance, Xiao Qingya knew what he thought, so she couldn't help but scold in her heart.

At the same time, she also felt happy and happy for Xiao Yao in her heart, becoming Ye Wuya's successor, Xiao Yao was not only able to get a steady stream of cultivation resources, but also had a prominent identity, which would add a lot of points to him when he explained the relationship between the two to his family in the future.

Xiao Qingfeng over there quietly clenched his fists, and his face showed an unconcealed excitement, obviously because he was happy that Xiao Yao could become Ye Wuya's successor.

"Big Brother ......"

At this time, Xiao Qingwu, who was still confused, quietly touched Xiao Qingfeng and asked in a low voice: "What strength does this old man have? Where is the Thousand Machine Gate, why have I never heard of it?"

"Very strong!"

Xiao Qingfeng suppressed his excitement and explained to this younger brother who was "sitting in a well and watching the sky": "Senior Ye is one of the few people on the mainland who can forge an eighth-level spiritual weapon, and his specific strength is unknown, but he is respected as a 'ghost saint' by a strong person such as Lin Zhongzhou Continent!"

"Eighth-level spirit weapon?Ghost Saint?"

These few key words immediately made Xiao Qingwu spin around, his eyes were full of stars, and the tiger body was still trembling uncontrollably, if it weren't for Xiao Qingfeng's quick eyes and hands and supporting him, it is estimated that Xiao Qingwu would fall directly to the ground like Xiao Qingfeng and Xiao Qingya just now.

Although Xiao Qingfeng's voice was small, Ye Wuya, who was not far away, heard it, which made his eyes imperceptibly reveal a trace of doubt.

But at the same time, he was already sure that Xiao Qingfeng just now was not telling the truth, he could know that he was an eighth-level spiritual weapon master, and he also knew that he was a "ghost saint", in the Zhongzhou Continent, only those high-level leaders with first-level potential power and super potential power could know the way.

However, Ye Wuya suppressed this doubt, for him, the most important thing now was to accept Xiao Yao, an apprentice who made him extremely satisfied in all aspects.

However, what no one expected was that after a little silence in the lobby, a categorical voice quickly spit out from Xiao Yao's mouth:

"Senior, I'm sorry, I have a master, so I can't worship you as a teacher!"

"Does he have a master?"

Xiao Qingwu and Xiao Qingya frowned at the same time, but they were immediately relieved. Xiao Yao has such a high level of forging and strong strength, is it strange that there is no guidance from a master behind him?

Compared with the two of them, Xiao Qingfeng, who was originally very excited, looked extremely calm, and glanced at Xiao Yao with a serious face with meaningful eyes, and the three words Xiaoyaomen slowly appeared in his mind.

"Nonsense!"

As soon as he heard that Xiao Yao had a master, the smile on Ye Wuya's face suddenly froze, and his heart was furious, when Xiao Yao came into his eyes, he secretly investigated Xiao Yao to the bottom, and he had never heard of any master at all.

"You want to have Master, how can this little girl 'bargain' with me here?"

The old man pointed to Xiao Qingya, who had a wry smile on his face, and shouted angrily. He felt that Xiao Yao was indirectly rejecting him, which made Ye Wuya extremely annoyed.

If this matter is reported back to the Zhongzhou Continent, it will definitely become the laughing stock of those few bad friends.

"Brother Xiao Yao, in fact, worshipping two or more masters also abound in the Xuanling Continent. ”

Xiao Qingya walked over slowly and persuaded softly, she really hoped that Xiao Yao could become the heir of the Ghost Saint Ye Wuyan, and this identity could add a lot of points to his Xiao family and her parents.

"I know the way!"

After listening to her words, Xiao Yao pondered for a while, and then asked Ye Wuya, "Senior, if I worship you as a teacher, do I have to go with you?"

"You ......"

Hearing this, Xiao Qingya's delicate body trembled violently a few times, and suddenly, she understood why Xiao Yao wanted to reject Ye Wuya.

He wants to accompany her to Tianyuan Sect!

"Brother Xiao Yao......"

Without waiting for Ye Wuya to speak, Xiao Qingya, who wanted to understand, grabbed Xiao Yao's arm, and persuaded with a trembling voice: "Worship Ye Senior as a teacher, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." You can't just ...... for me."

"Qing'er!"

Xiao Yao suddenly interjected, interrupted her words, and said with a very serious face: "Don't talk yet!"

"Oh!"

Xiao Qingya answered, and stepped aside, she knew that Xiao Yao had always been humble to her, but on major issues of right and wrong, he was very insistent on his own opinions.

"Presumably Brother Xiao Yao, there is something you want to ask clearly!"

She thought, but the heart wrapped in her chest was raised to her throat, and she really didn't want to hear the words "I refuse" again......