"Could it be that Young Master Ling is a member of the ancient Ling clan?"
Ye Shanhe frowned slightly, with a hint of smile on his face.
At this time, he deliberately tested and did not dare to be rude at all. If the black-clothed young man in front of him was really a member of the Ling clan, he, Ye Shanhe, would not dare to take action easily, regardless of whether he killed the Ye clan elders or not.
But for some reason, Ye Shanhe felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Ling clan? Holy state? Heavenly demon?
Is there any connection between these three?
If everything today was a coincidence, it wouldn't matter if a few Ye clan elders died.
But if the Ling clan is really related to Shengzhou, then this incident will not only be a disaster for the Ye clan, but also a chaos for the entire Qingcang world, and even Jiutian!
"It doesn't matter who I am. It's just that what Ling Mou dislikes the most in his life is people who confuse right and wrong and bully others. Miss Qingchan and I hit it off. Leader Ye must give me an explanation for her matter."
Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent, but his words revealed an unquestionable dominance.
Don't you like people who bully others?
So what are you doing now?
Do you think that if you weren't handsome, no, if your surname wasn't Ling, what qualifications would you have to speak to me, the leader of the Ye clan, like this?
"We felt like old friends at first sight?"
Hearing this, Ye Shanhe breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
With the power of the Ling clan, it is normal for the young people in the clan to be arrogant and unbridled.
What's more, Ye Qingchan is extremely green in both appearance and temperament, so there is nothing surprising about being taken aback by others.
"I wonder what Mr. Ling is referring to?"
Ye Shanhe smiled warmly, and even though Ling Xiao was arrogant, he was not even a little angry.
The Taikoo Ling Clan was originally superior to all other races, but now that the Realm Master has disappeared, no one in the Qing Cang Realm dares to touch its edge.
The tyranny of this clan was already known to everyone a hundred thousand years ago.
Who knows what will happen if you offend this clan.
"Miss Qingchan."
Ling Xiao turned to look at Ye Qingchan and gave her a gentle look.
"I have been stationed in the lower realm for more than three hundred years. Why has the clan leader never ordered me to be transferred back to the clan? If I remember correctly, the ancestral teachings of the Ye clan are limited to three hundred years. No one from the Ye clan can stay in the lower realm for three hundred years.
Year, right?”
Ye Qingchan's eyes were clear and there was no trace of panic.
It seemed that the people of the Thousand Leaves Clan in front of her were not intimidating at all in her eyes.
"There has been a lot of turmoil in Qingcang recently, and the Ye clan has many things to do, so it has been delayed for a while."
Ye Shanhe's eyes narrowed slightly and his tone was extremely cold. In the final analysis, he was afraid of the Taikoo Ling Clan.
And as long as Ling Xiao leaves the Ye Clan today, he will have three thousand ways to kill Ye Qingchan.
"Delayed."
Ye Qingchan nodded lightly, "Okay, let's not mention this matter for now. The reason why I was demoted to the lower realm was to kill the Xiao Clan's genius, but there is a clan soul card in the Xiao Clan. I wonder if the clan leader can find out who Xiao Clan is.
Has the clan’s genius really fallen?”
"Hmph! There is no need to mention what happened three hundred years ago! Ye Qingchan, you have to remember that you are a descendant of my Ye clan."
Ye Shanhe gave Ye Qingchan a cold look, the threat in his words was very obvious.
"Just because of Ye Qingrou's words, I bear the responsibility and have been stationed in the lower world for three hundred years. Yes, I am a descendant of the Ye Clan, but when will the Ye Clan give me justice?"
But at this time, Ye Qingchan seemed determined to fight against the Ye clan, with no intention of compromising.
"Hmph! Ye Qingchan..."
"Leader of the Leaf Clan."
Before Ye Shanhe could speak again, Ling Xiao suddenly smiled and shook his head, "I said, I don't like people who bully others. I don't know what happened three hundred years ago, but I heard from Miss Qingchan.
I mean, Ye Qingrou is the person involved, why not ask her to come out and confront Miss Qingchan?"
"this…"
Ye Shanhe looked stern and took a deep breath, "Qingrou."
"Father."
Behind him, Ye Qingrou walked lightly in front of Ling Xiao and Ye Qingchan, with a trace of resentment on her pretty face, "Ye Qingchan! I didn't expect that these three hundred years still failed to make you have a memory! What do you think?
"
"You and Ji Luan deliberately slandered me and caused me to be demoted to the lower world for three hundred years. Today you have to give me an explanation for this matter."
Ye Qingchan said indifferently, but Ye Qingrou's expression instantly changed, "Give you an explanation? Who do you think you are! If you hadn't deliberately seduced, how could Xiao Pian enter your room? You got angry and killed him, attracting Xiao
The clan is furious, if we, the Ye clan, hadn’t protected you, do you think you could still be alive?”
"Xiao Pian and Ji Luan have a brotherhood, and it's the first day they come to our Ye clan, so how do they know where I live? Also, just after what happened, you led the children of all clans to appear in front of my door, Ye Qingrou
, are you a prophet?"
Ye Qingchan's expression was cold, with a hint of sarcasm in her beautiful eyes.
This Ye Qingrou's plan is really too clumsy.
If Ye Qingchan had no background and was tired of the intrigues among the Ye clan, how could she have taken advantage of her?
"You!! Huh! No matter what, Xiao Pian also disappeared from your room. If you have the ability, go to the Xiao clan and ask them what their intentions are."
Ye Qingrou snorted coldly, her brows filled with contempt.
A mere descendant of the Ye clan dared to talk to her like this. He really didn't know whether to live or die.
No matter where Xiao Pian went, he had never appeared in Qingcang Realm for three hundred years. In Ye Qingrou's opinion, he was probably dead.
Is there any explanation for the fact that there is no evidence of death?
"Xiao Clan, I will go, they will give you the same explanation."
Can!!
Just when Ye Qingrou stared at Ye Qingchan with a haughty expression, imagining that she was gradually despairing and helpless like three hundred years ago, Ling Xiao suddenly opened his mouth and said.
There are many hidden ancient clans in the Qingcang world, but the Xiao clan definitely occupies one of the truly feared ones.
only!!
Ye Qingrou never dreamed that this young master of the Ling clan would be so fond of Ye Qingchan.
Not only was he willing to become an enemy of the Ye Clan for her, but now he was going to the Xiao Clan to ask for an explanation?
The Ling clan is strong, but by acting like this, aren't they afraid of attracting public anger?
"you…"
"I finally understand. Miss Qingchan feels that she has been slandered and framed in this matter, and you feel that she is being forced by the situation. Each has its own opinion. It seems that there is no result in arguing."
Ling Xiao nodded lightly, but Ye Shanhe and others shook their heads and smiled bitterly, "Haha, it's a joke to call Mr. Ling. Things that happened three hundred years ago are difficult to verify. Since Qingchan has returned, she can stay in the clan with peace of mind.
Practice, your master, you will rest in our Ye Clan today, and I will order people to prepare wine and food."
"Difficult to verify? Not necessarily?"
Ling Xiao's eyes swept across Ye Qingrou and others, and finally landed on Ji Luan, who was standing behind her.
"Since everyone insists on their own opinions, let's check the memory of Soul Sea, and everything will naturally come to light."
"What?!"
"Young master, no!"
Ye Shanhe and others' expressions changed drastically, but they saw Ling Xiao stepping out and appearing in front of Ji Luan in an instant.
"I am the prince of the Holy Spirit Immortal Dynasty, you dare to kill me?!"
Ji Luan screamed in panic, his face already extremely pale.
Under normal circumstances, even if he had ten thousand courages, he would not dare to attack Ling Xiao.
But at this moment, looking at the white palm of the latter reaching towards him, Ji Luan gritted his teeth, and suddenly a spiritual light shot up from his body, and a fairy sword in his hand came out angrily and fell straight forward.