After all the aristocratic families arrived in sequence, Ye Qiao and others were able to enter the banquet and found a remote location. The five of them took advantage of this to hide and observe the aristocratic families and direct descendants who came to the celebration banquet.
"Where are the people from the Changming Sect?" After everyone arrived, Chu Xingzhi searched for a long time but didn't see Ye Qiao or the others.
"Where is it?" Zhu You pointed to the seat at the back. The five people's heads were close together and they didn't know what they were discussing. The vicious eyes of the eight people at the celebration banquet were almost piercing people. Their mentality could still be
It's so good, it's simply admirable.
Ye Qinghan was slightly surprised and said calmly: "I thought they would go to the front to show off."
Zhu You shook his head, "It would have been unreasonable to persuade so many direct descendants to leave. Are you going to be the leader at this time for fear that those old people won't bear their grudges?"
It was not Ye Qiao's fault that the direct descendants of the Eight Families were called away this time. But the Eight Families obviously didn't think so.
Each one of them had extremely gloomy expressions on their faces, and they seemed to be ready to attack the case in the next second and launch an inquisition.
At the celebration banquet, besides spiritual fruits and spiritual wine, the five people were discussing the matter on the table.
"I still can't figure out the purpose of the demon clan. What are they doing?"
If you want to ask clearly, you can only ask Yun Que. But Yun Que was taken away by his junior uncle, and his junior uncle didn't tell us anything." Ye Qiao stabbed his chopsticks into the spiritual fruit accurately.
Mingxuan poked two holes with chopsticks and said, "Uncle, if you can rely on me, a sow can climb a tree."
With Xie Chuxue's mysterious style, no one can get anything out of his mouth.
Zhou Xingyun calmly restrained the evil deeds of the two men and said, "Ye Qiao Mingxuan, stop torturing that poor spiritual fruit."
Only then did Ye Qiao notice that a spiritual fruit had been stabbed to pieces by the two of them.
After stopping in unison, she was silent for a few seconds and asked: "Do you have any ideas? I mean, things may not be that simple." It is absolutely impossible for the demon clan to choose to go to war with the monks because of the so-called affection between children.
Unless the Demon King went crazy, his state was obviously normal.
Xue Yu lowered his eyes and whispered: "But what is their purpose in doing this? Is there anything in the realm of monks that they can covet?"
The interrogation of Yun Que is a sect matter, and they, the heirs, have no right to interfere.
Xie Chuxue knew everything, but didn't say anything, which made them feel heart-wrenching and uncomfortable.
Ye Qiao began to recall the plot of the so-called novel. The novel was too general, and this incident had never happened before. "Perhaps the demon clan is looking for something? They have never had any interest in the monks' territory before."
Mu Chongxi summed it up: "Either looking for something, or wanting to do something."
Mingxuan: "Then didn't we analyze loneliness?"
For a while, they all lay on the table and sighed.
At the celebration banquet, cups and cups were exchanged. The elders were arguing with the eight families about some unknown issue. All the voices were blocked and no one could hear anything, until Ye Qiao, who was hiding in the corner, was suddenly called upon.
"Ye Qiao." The head of the Ye family looked at him coldly, gouging out Ye Qiao who was standing and lying on his stomach, "Let me ask you. Why did so many direct descendants of the eight families disappear at the same time? Did you do it?"
This is simply a provocation.
This was the second surprise given to them after the sword fight in the realm of the Eight Families.
Ye Qiao, who was originally careless, was mentally prepared. Hearing these words, he stood up straight like a spring and smiled: "Hey, this is a good question."
Ye Qiao's smile faded and she spread her hands: "But it's really not me."
No matter how capable she is, she can't command the Ye family.
As a result, an elder of the Ye family became visibly excited, "Who else could it be if it weren't you? Could it have been done by one of our own?"
What they were angry about was not what Ye Qiao did, but the rebellion of those direct descendants, and the most important issue of face.
"I see that your Changming Sect has become even more popular after taking first place this year...!"
Ye Qinghan choked on what he said next without even uttering the four words "lawless".
"I did it."
The young man stood up abruptly, wearing a standard white sect uniform and a well-behaved man from a well-known family.
Ye Qinghan?
The scene was silent for a few seconds. The head of the Ye family was slightly stunned. Looking at Ye Qinghan who was standing out, he seemed to find it ridiculous and uttered a word to reflect the pronunciation of the word: "You?"
That Ye Qinghan who puts the right path first and sticks to the rules?
"Qinghan, there are some things you can't say nonsense." The Ye family leader's voice deepened, mixed with coercion, "This matter has nothing to do with you, so don't get involved."
Ye Qinghan didn't understand his hint and said expressionlessly: "It has something to do with me."
After he finished speaking, he frowned, "Otherwise, I wouldn't bother to get involved."
These two words choked the Ye family to death.
"Okay." Elder Ye didn't want to argue with his direct family members about this kind of thing, "Even if you took the Ye family members away, then the other aristocratic families are inseparable from the Changming Sect, right?"
No.
It was indeed the idea provided by Ye Qiao, but in fact people were really taken away by their own people.
Song Hansheng looked at Ye Qinghan standing up and twitched the corners of his lips, "The Asking Sword Sect prides itself on being righteous."
"You mean to say that the Yue Qing Sect is not as good as our Wenjian Sect who dares to do what we do." Chu Xingzhi, who was sitting next to him, understood the meaning of his words and laughed sarcastically: "So, you Yue Qing Sect,
It’s selfish.”
He doesn't allow anyone to mock his senior brother in front of him!
Song Hansheng: "Who do you think is selfish?"
"You guys." Chu Xingzhi glared at him not to be outdone, "Am I wrong? Isn't it normal for the Yue Qing Sect to have a bad reputation?"
Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel, Ye Qiao was eager to give it a try. As long as she smashed a spiritual fruit over, it would immediately turn into a three-way melee.
Ye Qinghan frowned and was about to say something. Song Han, who was ridiculed over and over again by Chu Xingzhi, suddenly stopped his voice, stood up and said suddenly:
"And me. I took the Song family away." After a pause, he added, sneering as if asking Chu Xingzhi: "Are you satisfied?"
Damn you, what a great guy.
Dare to speak so directly to the Eighth Family.
In an instant, the two of them became the center of everyone's attention, and Ye Qiao raised his eyebrows.
With Song Hansheng's personality, the best choice for him is to be alone, but at this moment he doesn't know what he wants to prove, and he looks at Chu Xingzhi without showing any weakness.
The two heirs were quarreling with each other. Mingxuan raised his hand and said, "Well, let me interrupt."
"Speaking of which, is my brother okay?"
Later, he remembered the eldest brother of the Ming family by Daming Lake. After the other party helped him steal the key to the warehouse, there seemed to be no movement?
"I was put in solitary confinement." The head of the Ming family was so angry that he almost sprayed out of his nostrils. They all tacitly prepared to watch from the sidelines, but the next day they were all robbed. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, there was actually a person in the house.
There is a thief!
"It doesn't matter." Mingxuan was not surprised at all. He said seriously, "I will deliver food to him every day from now on!"
The head of the Ming family: "..."
The elder brother who was far away in the solitary room shed tears of emotion.
"Then who is the direct descendant of the Zhou family who did it? Zhou Xingyun?"
Some people denied: "Impossible, where did he get such ability?"
Zhou Xingyun lowered his head and pulled out the scabbard of his sword, revealing the two small characters of Duan Chen. He said calmly, "I transferred the people from the Zhou family. Do you have any questions?"
Okay, the questioning voice disappeared in an instant.
With Duan Chen here, there is nothing to say.
Xue Yu proposed a solution, "Can't we all be locked up so that we can all reunite in the dungeon?"
Seriously speaking, this time basically all the direct descendants of every sect are involved, no one will be spared, just lock them all up, as long as the Eight Families don't regret this.
Seeing a row of prostitutes standing up neatly, the head of the Ye family looked particularly wonderful at this moment.