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In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan had already arrived in the elegant and refined palace.
The plants here are very particular, and at first glance, someone takes care of them all the year round.
Although there are many palaces, there are not many servants, so it is very quiet.
There is no trap or obstruction as expected.
Ye Fan met the owner of the palace in the atrium of the palace, in a flowerbed.
It was a man wearing a white loose robe and long black hair hanging down his waist. He looked a bit enchanting in his handsome looks.
He bends down and is grafting a few spirit flowers, seeming to be cultivating new varieties.
The Qingqiu clan's aura is very obvious, but Ye Fan can't estimate the specific cultivation base.
At least in Ye Fan's view, this person is the strongest cultivator of the Qingqiu family he has ever seen.
Compared with the famous actors in the foggy night in Kyushu, they are much stronger.
The key is that the famous actress in the foggy night can only be regarded as a strong general, but this man, reveals a king's wind.
You know, after seeing the many gods-passing realms of Hongmeng Universe, Ye Fan felt that thirty of ten, and even those demon generals and gods in the countryside, were actually quite strong on the Hongmeng Universe side.
After all, the cultivation conditions are not as good as here, so those who can make their heads in the countryside are the elites among the elites.
However, the Qingqiu man in front of him is definitely not the kind of trash-powered man with stinky fish and shrimps.
Ye Fan was not in a hurry, just watching.
The man devoted himself to grafting the two spirit flowers together with a pair of small scissors.
After moisturizing the spirit flower with some special potions, it quickly grows into one plant.
Ye Fan looked very interesting, but what he wanted was to use this method to produce some very rare new varieties of flowers that he could give to his own women.
Women have not seen themselves for so long, always thinking about tricks and giving them some gifts.
"Bold! Ye Guhan! Are you quitting from the flower garden soon!?"
At this time, a group of Qingqiu monks, including Qingyuan and Qingli, rushed to the hall and yelled at Ye Fan.
"His Royal Highness! I am incompetent, please give us a chance, and this will drive him out!"
A group of subordinates are very ashamed. Although Ye Fan is powerful, they are still determined and want to expel Ye Fan.
His Royal Highness waved his hand and signaled Qingyuan and the others not to worry.
"Cultivating flowers and plants, after entering the doorway, I think about more varieties."
"When there are more varieties, I will want to try to find some exotic flowers and plants."
"When there are more and more unique and rare flowers and plants in my yard, I get tired of it..."
"Over time, I want to get some weird flowers and plants out."
The handsome man said leisurely, his voice was nice and magnetic.
"However, some people don't know that the rarer the Linghua Lingcao, once there is a problem with the graft..."
"That may lead to tragedy, poison, hallucinations, and even a cannibalism..."
"Curiosity often hurts myself."
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "Curiosity does kill people, but with your flowers and plants, no matter how you graft it, it won't kill me."
"After all, you are not any strange flowers or weeds, at best, roadside wildflowers."
"Presumptuous! Do you dare to speak to His Highness like this?" Qing Yuan was furious.
"Qingyuan, don't be so excited."
The man smiled slightly and said: "Generally a strong person will have his own arrogance, which is understandable."
"Brother Ye, you cured that child in Taoxi Village, it shows that you are not a villain."
"But our Qingsha accountant has never liked being disturbed."
"Presumably you have seen that, the villagers here need to be protected."
"If you can, I hope you don't mention things here after you go out, just fine."
Ye Fan sneered, "Sure enough, you knew I had come in?"
"In the Qingsha tent, nothing can be hidden from my eyes and ears", the man said.
"I actually don't have any interest in what kind of organization your Qingsha tent is like."
"But I want to know, what is the origin of this human race that can approach the World Tree?"
The man shook his head: "No comment."
"If you don't say it, you just know something, but you won't tell me."
"Then I can only stay here and investigate myself."
Ye Fan said, turning around to leave.
"Brother Ye, I have given you a chance, I hope you can cherish it", the man sighed.
Ye Fan turned around and sneered.
"Only the strong are qualified to talk about giving opportunities to others, but you are not worthy of being in front of me."
"Unreasonable!"
"His Royal Highness! This person is extremely arrogant. If you don't kill him, you won't calm your anger!"
A group of Qingqiu cultivators couldn't stand it anymore and shouted angrily.
After frowning, the man said helplessly: "I really don't want to kill you. Then, if you have anything you want to know, you can ask, and I will see if I can answer you as much as possible."
"His Royal Highness! You are too indulgent to him!" Qing Yuan was not reconciled.
"Yeah, he is so disrespectful to you. Kill him. Anyway, no one knows where he died."
The man said: "This king kills, is this person worthy of death, and has he ever cared about his background?"
"Little brother Ye has an outstanding medical skill, so he must be a good person. How can this king say kill and kill?"
Ye Fan wanted to laugh when he heard it. This guy seemed to believe that he was not his opponent.
Regardless, Ye Fan didn't care about arguing for these.
"Well, let me ask you personally."
"who?"
"Ruolian, have you heard of it?"
"what!?"
The man's face changed drastically, his cyan pupils shrank!
Even with a few members of the Qingqiu tribe, they all showed a look of astonishment.
Ye Fan was overjoyed, but he didn't expect to find the right place!
I thought it was too long. No one knew Ruo Lian, a small person.
"You said first, what is Ruolian's identity? Is there a portrait of her appearance?"
The man seemed to be worried that he was not talking about the same person.
"People from six hundred years ago should belong to the human race of this World Tree. There are also portraits, but they are on the Bai Qianluo who was caught by you."
"Six hundred years ago..."
The man murmured, his eyes changing more and more frequently.
"Qing Yuan, bring Miss Bai."
Soon, Bai Qianluo was sent over.
After a monk untied her, Bai Qianluo hurriedly ran to Ye Fan.
"Ye Guhan, where are you? Where are you?" She was caught by Qingli just now, and she was afraid and worried.
"You take out your mother's portrait and let them look at it. It's a denial."
Bai Qianluo was taken aback, and then took out Ruo Lian's portrait.
When everyone saw the person in the painting, they couldn't help but breathe in cold air...
"You are Ruolian's daughter!?"
The man looked at Bai Qianluo in astonishment.
"You... know my mother? Who are you?"
The man suddenly flashed away and came to Bai Qianluo, staring at the woman intently.
"Like... Too much like... I didn't find it before."
The man said with emotion: "Your mother is the king's person."
Ye Fan and Bai Qianluo looked at each other, a little confused on the spot.