An Zhiruo saw Ye Linyuan's expression and then smiled: "Master Ye, you don't have to hide it.
If I want to confirm this idea, I only need a few simple steps.
I think...you and I don't want to go to such trouble, right?"
Although what An Zhiruo said was true, Ye Linyuan still pretended to be confused: "This girl is..."
"A poor man who was robbed of his ancestral home and still humiliated by you."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the people around him were shocked.
"I'm just talking about why the plaque of Zhennan Palace was replaced by Ye Zhai!"
"It turns out it's him! What a governor of Kyushu, he dares to enter the prince's house!"
"Silence! Be careful he treats you like a half-demon and eats you alive!"
Ye Linyuan looked at An Zhiruo and was lost in thought. What exactly are the criteria for accepting disciples in Ance Pavilion?
‘Could it be that they have a set of questionnaires specifically designed to test IQ, and only those with a higher IQ than 130 can be selected? Then how did Tu Sheng get selected?
Just such a sentence can lead me to the opposite side of the people, and even put myself on the weak side.
The following discussion, win or lose, will probably become a joke among the people.
Either Princess Pingle wins a great victory and the bully governor of Kyushu flees, or the governor of Kyushu oppresses the good and kills Princess Pingle!'
No matter which argument this is, it is not what Ye Linyuan wants to see.
But let’s put aside this conclusion for now. Just the exposure of his identity is enough for him to drink a pot.
"Master Ye, don't you dare to admit it?"
If An Zhiruo didn't get the answer she wanted, she would naturally not give up: "There are a total of 3,632 people named Ye Keke in the entire country of China, of which there are only 14 males of the right age.
Thirteen of these fourteen people are mortals, while the remaining one works as a handyman in a branch of Wanbao Pavilion, and his cultivation level is no more than the first level.
Just a few days ago, another Ye Keke appeared in Yuncheng and had a conflict with Gu Wujian, the patron of Shaocheng. The cause was a beautiful woman named Ye Linyuan.
If I guess correctly, the woman named Ye Linyuan should be Elder Tang of Tianjian Sect, right?"
Bang bang bang.
Ye Linyuan couldn't help but applaud, but his eyes were full of killing intent: "Yes, that's right, I am the governor of Jiuzhou.
But I want to ask you a question, Princess."
The scene fell into silence again, especially in the direction of Nong Yuzong. Qing Cheng wanted to get up again, but was pushed back by Qing Ling.
An Zhiruo looked like a fox that had stolen a chicken, her eyes full of smiles: "Master Ye, please speak."
"Where do you get all this news from?"
Although many people know about these things he did in Yuncheng, after all, they only happened a few days ago!
An Zhiruo came to Yujing from elsewhere, and she became the governor of Kyushu four days ago. It was impossible for her to find out this information in such a short period of time!
unless……
There was a collusion between her and the half-demon, and she borrowed the half-demon’s intelligence network!
"Of course it's Ancege's news network."
An Zhiruo couldn't help but hesitate in answering, as if she had known for a long time that Ye Linyuan was going to ask this question: "Ance Pavilion's information network is all over the human domain, so it is a bit troublesome to know this.
But I’m very interested in you, so I won’t bother you.”
If this sentence is said to no one, most men will probably regard it as a confession.
It's a pity that it came from An Zhiruo's mouth, and this sentence turned from a sweet confession into a sealed poison.
No one would feel good about being targeted by a very patient snake.
Ye Linyuan could only bow his hands: "Thank you, Princess, for clearing up the confusion, but..."
"But what?"
"But now that my identity has been exposed, I won't be able to have fun with you juniors."
Ye Linyuan flicked his sleeves, quickly left the Immortal Platform, and stood next to Tang Yunmiao. He looked at the stage with a kind and kind smile, looking like an elder.
"Yunmiao, look, these young people look so much like us when we were young..."
Tang Yunmiao was stunned, An Zhiruo was also stunned, and even the other sect disciples beside the Immortal Platform looked at the two people in the audience with blank expressions.
If I remember correctly, Elder Tang is the youngest sixth-grade elder of Tianjian Sect, and he seems to be less than nineteen years old.
As for Ye Linyuan... Anyone who has checked his information knows that this guy also has an 18-year-old twin sister!
If you pick anyone out at random, they will only be older than him, not younger than him!
But this guy just relies on his status as the governor of Kyushu to dominate everyone!
But there is no other way.
Ye Linyuan didn't want his name to be spread among the people tomorrow, so he had no choice but to make this move!
An Zhiruo knew what he was thinking, so she took another step forward and bowed to him: "Master Ye, I would like to ask you to teach me two moves!"
In order to achieve her goal, An Zhiruo did not hesitate to lower herself a generation, just to lure that loach-like guy into his trap!
"Junior sister, get up."
Shen Ming's voice sounded slowly: "Master Ye has left."
"Um?"
An Zhiruo frowned, raised her head and looked in front of her, and found that the annoying guy was gone, and even Tang Yunmiao also left with him.
It is estimated that when he lowered his head just now, the two of them had already left.
But that’s fine, let’s implement the next plan...
An Zhiruo lowered her hands, and a light purple folding fan slipped from her sleeves and was held in her right hand. Then she looked around: "Since Mr. Ye has left the show, I will continue to ask you for advice."
As soon as he finished speaking, a man from the Demon Slayer Pavilion jumped up, holding a scimitar with a handle nearly two meters long!
"Pan Yuntu of Demon Slayer Pavilion, please give me some advice!"
"An Zhiruo from Ance Pavilion, please give me some advice."
As soon as the words fell, the two of them were ready to take action.
As soon as Pan Yuntu raised the long knife in his hand, before he could lift it into the air, he saw a light purple afterimage crossing his eyes!
boom!
There was only a muffled sound, and he landed on the seat of the Demon Slayer Pavilion with his sword in hand!
That seat was exactly where he was sitting just now!
"Concession."
An Zhiruo said the two words calmly, then turned around and glanced at the others: "Who else wants to come on stage to teach Zhiruo one or two?"
"Fifth... fifth grade?!"
Zi'e saw it clearly in the audience and said in disbelief: "You are the fifth grade!"
"yes."
An Zhiruo looked at him and smiled: "You are the disciple of the fifth elder of Xianqiong Pavilion, senior brother Zi'e, right?
How about you take the stage for Master Ye and fight?"
Zi'e shook his head, and then bowed his hands to her: "I am not as good as others, so I won't be embarrassed on stage."
He is not the guy like Ye Linyuan. He has never had the habit of seeking death. Even if he wants to fight, it will naturally be with the fourth grade.
Who would go to a fifth-grade monk to torture himself?
"I come!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a clear and sweet voice rang out, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the audience.
I saw a woman wearing a light blue dress walking slowly, jumped onto the stage, raised her hands to An Zhiruo and said: "Xianqiong Pavilion Ye Xianyu, please give me some advice, senior sister!"