Ye Qianqiu looked at the table in front of him, slowly poured himself a cup of tea, and then motioned to the female monk opposite to drink tea. The whole movement was smooth and natural, as if this was not the place where Lingxiao Palace was used to hold her, but her own residence.

That's right, Ling Xiao Palace arrested Ye Qianqiu and imprisoned him in a room.

It's not so much imprisonment as house arrest. Because, in addition to not being able to leave this room and being guarded, Ye Qianqiu was not treated harshly.

The nun on the other side didn't mind, and took a sip from the teacup in front of her.

"The Misty Fairy I got from Cloud City. Ye Qianqiu introduced with a smile. At the beginning, the Liu clan regained the Misty Immortal, and Ye Qianqiu provided a little help, so she now has a little Misty Immortal in her hand.

The friar put down her teacup, not very interested in the tea.

"Why aren't you scared at all?" What the female monk cared about was Ye Qianqiu's attitude.

Whether it is imprisonment or house arrest, ordinary monks will react a little bit. Even if you don't want to struggle and escape, you shouldn't be as calm as Ye Qianqiu.

"Why be afraid?" Ye Qianqiu smiled and asked rhetorically: "At present, it seems that for the juniors, it is safer to be inside the Lingxiao Palace than outside. ”

"Why?" the friar wondered.

In Lingxiao Palace, Ye Qianqiu would be wiped out at any time. How can it be safer to be outside the Lingxiao Palace than inside?

"Because, Lingxiao Palace is a sect that will take revenge, and there is no such thing as revenge. Ye Qianqiu replied calmly.

The nun was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Grace will take revenge, ordinary people can't say this at this time." Fairy Qianlan really lives up to her reputation. ”

"Fairy Qianlan?" Ye Qianqiu was a little confused.

Ye Qianlan still has a title in the cultivation realm?

"The white clothes are better than the snow, and the young master is elegant. Green silk is like ink, fairy Qianlan. The girl is now known as the double master of the cultivation realm with Young Master Yan, doesn't the girl know?"

Ye Qianqiu understood that the other party was testing his identity.

"It's just a title from the outside world, and cultivators don't have to care about it if they are dedicated to the Tao. Ye Qianqiu replied with a smile: "Master's teachings on weekdays, as a disciple, how dare you easily forget it." ”

Ye Qianqiu's answer was almost leaky, and the female monk still had doubts, but she had nothing to say. She observed Ye Qianqiu for a long time, and in the end she could only leave without finding anything.

After the nun left, Ye Qianqiu began to look at her surroundings.

It's not a prison cell, and it's not a bit like the legendary cold palace, but a bit like someone living in it. After Ye Qianqiu made the empty bed, the door opened again.

Then, a monk came in.

The monk was stunned for a moment when he saw Ye Qianqiu, and then exited the room, and when he came in again, his eyes were more vigilant.

"Who are you, and why are you in my room?"

"Your room?" Ye Qianqiu was a little confused.

The entire palace of Lingxiao Palace was made of marble, and in terms of luxury alone, it had surpassed most of the sects in the cultivation realm. With such a luxurious sect, how can there be a place for people. How could the place where she was held be a disciple's room?

"Are you a new disciple?" After the monk was stunned, he was surprised: "You are a new here, you are the little junior sister, I am your senior sister, my name is Sun Ling'er, you can call me Senior Sister Sun!"

Sun Ling'er came to Ye Qianqiu's side and looked at Ye Qianqiu carefully: "Your cultivation, I can't see it, haven't you started cultivating yet?"

"At your age, you haven't started cultivating yet, and I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult to cultivate in the future. Sun Ling'er sighed with some regret, and then cheered up again: "But it's okay, senior sister, I'll cover you in the future!"

Sun Ling'er couldn't see through Ye Qianqiu's cultivation, but Ye Qianqiu could see through Sun Ling'er's cultivation. Sun Ling'er's talent is average, and even Ji Lingyuan can't compare. Cultivation is only in the late stage of Qi cultivation.

With this cultivation, even Ji Lingyuan couldn't cover it, let alone cover Ye Qianqiu.

However, what Ye Qianqiu was more curious about was that the disciples of Lingxiao Palace were all so innocent?

Next, Sun Ling'er, like the host, took Ye Qianqiu to have a deep understanding of this room. Where to put all the things, after Ye Qianqiu knew it, Sun Ling'er was going to take Ye Qianqiu out to familiarize himself with the environment.

When Sun Ling'er walked to the door, Ye Qianqiu still stayed in place.

"You come along!" Sun Ling'er shouted.

"I'm sorry. Ye Qianqiu shook his head: "I'm not from Lingxiao Palace, now I live here, I can't go out without their consent." Ye Qianqiu motioned to Sun Ling'er to look at the guards outside the house.

As soon as the words fell, two people turned in the distance. The one who walked in front was Ji Lingkite's master, and the person who walked behind was Ji Lingkite.

After entering the Lingxiao Palace, Ji Lingkite's sense of existence instantly decreased. Even when Ye Qianqiu was held hostage, Ji Lingyuan didn't say a word to Ye Qianqiu.

To be honest, it was not maintained at that time, and Ye Qianqiu was still a little lost.

"Sister Ye!" As soon as he saw Ye Qianqiu, Ji Lingyuan didn't care about his master's obstruction, ran over directly, and then threw himself into Ye Qianqiu's arms, knocking Ye Qianqiu into a stumbling one.

"Spirit Kite!" Ji Lingkite's master reprimanded very majestically.

But compared with before, the current Ji Lingyuan ignored his master at all, took Ye Qianqiu's hand, and went to his own master.

"Master, Sister Ye saved me, but she didn't want my ......"

Before Ji Lingyuan could finish his words, he was interrupted by the coughing sound of his own master. Then Ji Lingyuan's master found a reason and sent Sun Ling'er out.

"Spirit kite, don't mention the matter of the artifact in the future. Ji Lingqiu's master scolded, and then turned his head to stare at Ye Qianqiu.

Ye Qianqiu is a little hairy now, because Ji Lingqiu's master now looks at her like looking at a dead person.

Holding down Qianyan with the thumb of her right hand, Ye Qianqiu had already decided that if Ji Lingkite's master made a move, she would not be able to stay strong.

Ji Lingyuan obviously didn't receive the killing intent of her master, she was still standing by Ye Qianqiu's side, and her position also hindered the direction of her master's shot, after persisting for a while, it was Ji Lingyuan's master who gave up first.

Seeing a helpless master like Ji Lingyuan, Ye Qianqiu even felt that all masters in the world were generally helpless.

"Alas!" Ji Lingkite's master sighed.

"Master, what are you sighing for!" Ji Lingyuan was puzzled by the sudden sigh of his master, pulled his master to the table and sat down, and pulled Ye Qianqiu to sit opposite.

In the end, Ji Lingyuan sat down between the two of them by himself: "Master, didn't you say that you have something to say to Sister Ye?"

Ji Lingkite's master looked at his disciple who was extremely excited, and finally could only sigh again. However, after this sigh, Ye Qianqiu obviously felt that the killing intent on the other party's body had eased a lot.

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