The silver-robed young man suddenly saw Qiao Yuan's expression change greatly, and he was stunned, and his eyes couldn't help but flash with doubts.

But in a blink of an eye, he came back to his senses, and this was the best time to recapture the jade pendant.

Without thinking, the silver-robed young man immediately rushed forward and snatched the jade pendant back.

He was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that Qiao Yuan didn't stop him.

But he didn't think much about it, and immediately retreated to dozens of zhang away, and forced out the immortal aura in his body with a jade pendant.

"Where did you get this jade pendant?"

At this moment, Qiao Yuan came out with a word.

His voice was a little low, as if he was trying to suppress the emotions in his heart, but his tone was unmistakable.

The silver-robed young man frowned, and did not answer, but his expression became more and more cold.

"Tell me, Jade Pendant, where did you get it?"

Qiao Yuan's eyes were red, and he suddenly let out a loud shout, bursting out all the emotions in his heart.

At the same time, the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling, and it quickly condensed towards his right arm, and a huge force of blood and qi instantly burst his sleeves, and the roots of the green tendons squirmed, as if an explosive force was about to burst out.

A punch was like a mountain, and the powerful momentum made the pupils of the silver-robed young man's eyes shrink, the hairs on his whole body stood up, and cold sweat immediately burst out of his forehead.

He knew that Qiao Yuan's punch would never be able to be taken by his own body alone.

Without the slightest hesitation, the silver-robed young man flipped his hand and formed a strange seal, and suddenly the golden light on his body was sheng, and six small golden shields flew out of his chest, blocking Qiao Yuan's fist.

"Six Extremes Ming Wang Gong!"

Seeing the six small golden shields, Qiao Yuan's expression changed again.

If a jade pendant could not let Qiao Yuan determine his identity, at this moment, coupled with these six golden shields, it made him sure that this person was a member of the Ming family of the Hidden Immortal Sect.

Even so, Qiao Yuan showed no mercy to his subordinates, and slammed his fist on the six small golden shields, only to hear the sound of clicking, and the six shields were as fragile as tissue paper, and they all collapsed and collapsed.

In a trance, the silver-robed young man seemed to see that behind Qiao Yuan, an arm covered with vicissitudes appeared.

Under that arm, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was weak, and he had a sense of powerlessness to resist.

With a bang, the bloody fist fell directly on the chest of the silver-robed young man, only to hear the sound of clicking, and his ribs were all broken in an instant.

Then he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Qiao Yuan stood in place, still maintaining the movement of punching out.

After a few deep breaths, he slowly suppressed the violent ups and downs in his heart, and at the same time, a touch of joy appeared on his face.

For so many years, he hadn't inquired a little about the Hidden Immortal Sect, but he didn't expect to meet someone from the Ming family here today.

The mortal boy back then made a promise that he would definitely go to the Hidden Immortal Sect to find her.

In a flash, a mere boy has grown into a powerhouse in the Donglin Continent, but that promise is always far away.

To be honest, he and Ming Ruo have only been together for a few days, and even if they have feelings for each other, their feelings are far from reaching that level.

But in this life, what you can't forget most is the feeling of your first heart.

Monks are different from mortals, the higher their cultivation, the better their memories will be, and they will meet more and more people, but there are only a few people who will always be remembered in their hearts.

The time spent with Ming Ruo was the best memory of his life, even if Qiao Yuan's cultivation was higher and stronger in the future, that memory would never be forgotten.

Thinking of this, the corners of Qiao Yuan's mouth unconsciously curved a little, stepped forward, looked at the silver-robed young man and asked.

"What's your name?"

The silver-robed young man was half-lying on the ground, his right hand covering his chest, his eyes full of vigilance and vigilance.

His face was pale, and he didn't say anything back, just trying to get up.

Qiao Yuan knew that with this person's strength, he must be a proud figure in the Ming family, and he must be uncomfortable in his heart when he was defeated like this.

After thinking about it, he spoke to himself.

"Your name is Mingyi?"

Hearing Qiao Yuan call out his name, the silver-robed young man stared, looked up at him, and asked coldly.

"How do you know my name?"

"I know not only your name, but also your origin,...... You are from the Ming family of the Hidden Immortal Sect. ”

Qiao Yuan suddenly chuckled and spoke lightly.

Although his tone was light, the words he said shocked the silver-robed young man's body and mind, his expression changed suddenly, and his eyes were full of strong shock.

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

After being stunned for a moment, Mingyi looked at Qiao Yuan and almost shouted out such a sentence.

The Hidden Immortal Sect is an extremely mysterious sect, and almost no one in the cultivation world knows where this sect is, and few people have even heard of the Hidden Immortal Sect.

At least Qiao Yuan walked all the way from the Nantai Continent to the Donglin Continent, and he had never heard the slightest news about the Hidden Immortal Sect.

It is precisely because of this that Mingyi reacted so much when he heard Qiao Yuan's words reveal his origin.

Qiao Yuan shook his head with a smile, and then squatted down with a slightly excited expression, grabbed Mingyi's arm, and asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am,...... Let me ask you, do you know Mingruo?"

Saying the name "Mingruo", he could already guess that Mingyi's expression would be even more exciting.

But the fact was beyond Qiao Yuan's expectations, Ming Yi actually frowned, his face showed a blank look, and he shook his head without the slightest hesitation.

He shook his head, but it was like a heavy hammer smashing into Qiao Yuan's chest, making the excitement and joy on his face disappear in an instant.

"What do you mean?...... You don't know Mingruo?"

Qiao Yuan's right hand that grabbed his arm was slightly forced, and a face was almost in front of his eyes, as if as long as Ming Yi dared to say a "no", the consequences would be very serious.

Being asked like this, it was the first time for him since he was a child, Mingyi's expression was cold, and he clenched his left fist, and he wanted to resist.

But now that he was seriously injured, how could Qiao Yuan give him a chance to resist, turned his fingers into a sword, and clicked several times in his dantian in a row, directly cultivating it to seal.

"Tell me, do you know Mingruo?"

Qiao Yuan's expression was extremely gloomy, his eyes stared at him deadly, and he asked again.

Ming Yi looked at his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a chill from the bottom of his heart, for a moment, he seemed to feel that as long as he said he didn't know, this person would kill him directly.

But in his memory, there is indeed no Ming Ruo's name.

Although he didn't hear Mingyi speak, the answer was already written on his face, and a trace of anxiety flashed in Qiao Yuan's eyes, and he added again.

"If you think about it carefully, if Ming Ruo is a descendant of your Ming family, with your identity, it is impossible not to know him. ”

"Impossible, I know all the descendants of the Ming family, and there is no one named Mingruo. ”

This time, Ming Yi opened his mouth unexpectedly, but these words were like a thunderbolt from a sunny sky, blasting Qiao Yuanzhen's heart, as if the good memories of the past were shattered at this time.

"How do you know that the Ming Ruo in your mouth is a member of the Ming family of the Hidden Immortal Sect?"

Looking at his expression, Ming Yi guessed the probability, and couldn't help but ask rhetorically.

Qiao Yuan lowered his head and was silent, his thoughts in his heart were like a mess, and after a long time, he slowly let go of Mingyi, and said with a firm look in his eyes.

"She must be a member of the Ming family of the Hidden Immortal Sect, and she is a descendant, so there will be no mistake. ”

The identity can be said nonsense, but the exercises can't deceive people, and in the jade pendant that Ming Ruo gave him, there are six poles of Ming Wang Gong's exercises.

And Xiao Fengqing also personally said that Ming Ruo was a descendant of the Ming family of the Hidden Immortal Sect.

His most beloved Grandpa Xiao, how could he be wrong.

Mingyi's eyes flashed slightly, seeing his conviction, he pondered for a moment and said in a low voice.

"It's possible that her name is not Mingruo, but she just changed her name. ”

Hearing this, Qiao Yuan's expression was shocked, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it should be like this.

After all, they just met in Pingshui back then, and if Ming Ruo came from the mysterious Hidden Immortal Sect, it was reasonable not to use their real names.

Thinking of this, he carefully described Ming Ruo's body and appearance.

But Mingyi's expression did not change, and he was still confused.

"Among the descendants of my Ming family, there are not many women, and the person you described is not at all. ”

"Impossible,...... No way. ”

Qiao Yuan had an expression of disbelief on his face, and shook his head violently.

A moment later, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his right hand directly clasped Mingyi's neck, and shouted murderously.

"You're lying to me!"

"I never lie. ”

Mingyi's brows were tightly locked, his expression was calm, and there was no trace of fear at all.

Actually, he was also curious about who that Mingruo was.

You must know that the people of the Hidden Immortal Sect could not leave the sect to contact the monks from the outside world without the permission of the law enforcement elders, and he and Ming Xuzi were the only monks who had left the sect in the past hundred years.

Thinking about it now, Ming Yi suddenly felt that Qiao Yuan might have been deceived by that person called Ming Ruo, and he himself knew it, but he didn't want to accept this fact.

"It's not me who lied to you, it's ......"

"No way, she's never going to lie to me. ”

Qiao Yuan didn't allow Mingyi to finish speaking, so he shook him off, and then he pinched out a strange seal with both hands, and a dazzling golden light suddenly lit up in his body.

Under Mingyi's stunned eyes, six golden rune shields slowly emerged from his body, exactly the same as the six-sided golden shields that Mingyi had cast before.

Words can be faked, but the exercises can never deceive people, Mingyi's eyes widened, and a monstrous wave suddenly set off in his heart.

This shocked him a hundred times more than Qiao Yuan directly revealed his origin.

"You...... How can you know my Ming family's Six Extremes Ming Wang Gong?"

The Six Extremes Ming Wang Gong is the family inheritance of the Ming family of the Hidden Immortal Sect, and only the descendants of the Ming family can practice, he really can't imagine that an outsider, and he is still an outside monk, actually cast the Six Extremes Golden Shield.

"I said, she would never lie to me,...... That's the proof. ”

The look of determination in Qiao Yuan's eyes was even stronger, he looked down at him, and said word by word.