Zhang Si wiped away his tears: "Young Sect Master, do you know how hard we waited for you!"
"Stop." Ye Qingluo rolled his eyes, "No one in the entire Xilan Continent knows about the news that my mother is recuperating in Tianxiatuan's lair? With your abilities, how can you not know where I am?"
Zhang San and Zhang Si stopped abruptly with their excited crying voices.
The two exchanged glances.
Immediately, he scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, and smirked: "The young suzerain is wise, as expected, nothing can be hidden from the young suzerain's eyes."
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Ye Qing raised his eyebrows, ignoring the flattery of the two.
Zhang San glanced at the brothers around him, and said with extreme embarrassment: "We... We do know that you are recuperating in the camp of the Tianxia Regiment. Zhang Si and I also went to the Tianxia Regiment to see you..."
"Why haven't I heard of it, you came to see me?"
If someone from Sanquanzong came, and Long Yunzhan and Tong Ziqing received them, they would definitely lead the people from Sanquanzong to her room.
However, in the past three days, Ye Qingluo had never heard of any news about Sanquanzong.
"I...we didn't go in." Zhang San and Zhang Si glanced at each other again, "After we went to Sanquanzong, we deeply felt that there... is the place suitable for the young suzerain."
Zhang Si nodded, and the expression on his face gradually became dignified and serious: "Sanquan sect is actually... not a good memory for the young suzerain.
When the young suzerain was in trouble, none of us came to help.
Now, knowing that the young suzerain is Miss Yeqi...you, you still choose to follow the second young master, elect the second young master to become the suzerain of Sanquan sect, and help the dark forces...
Almost, let Sanquanzong bear the infamy for the rest of his life.
Almost destroyed Sanquanzong. "
Zhang San's expression became more and more serious: "Even if we betrayed the Young Sect Master and the Sanquan Sect like this.
But Young Master, you still have no hesitation in rescuing Sanquanzong, rescuing all of us, and giving us all a chance to turn back...
Young suzerain, I know... we are not qualified to keep you.
I can see that the children of Tianxiatuan sincerely regard you as their family members, and they can even sacrifice their own lives for you...
But, Young Sect Master...you have already given us a chance to reform, can you...give us another chance to serve Sanquanzong..."
After the two finished talking.
In the entire courtyard, the more than four hundred people all knelt on the ground in unison.
"I implore the Young Sect Master to give us another chance, and give us another chance to serve the Sanquan Sect!"
More than 400 people, with a resonant voice, extremely loud.
Neither Zhang San nor Zhang Si can forget.
When they went to Tianxiatuan's old house and wanted to see their young suzerain, they saw those fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys and girls scrambling one after another to pay for their young suzerain.
They heard that the boys and girls were arguing.
The Young Sect Master seemed to have suffered an extremely serious injury, and it was necessary for the profound practitioner to use up his profound strength to suppress something for the Young Sect Master.
As profound practitioners themselves, they are naturally the clearest.
Use up your own profound strength.
How much damage will it cause to itself.
In light cases, it takes a few months or half a year to recuperate in order to recover the depleted profound strength.
If it is more serious, he will go crazy and lose all his profound strength.
Yes, those children.
Complete disregard for these consequences.
All are willing to donate their profound strength to suppress for the Young Sect Master.
They ask themselves, if it were them.
They can't do this without hesitation, sacrifice themselves, and save the young suzerain...