"That's enough, Beiming, since the second child has already told the truth, we don't need to hide it anymore."
The old ancestor's old voice interrupted Beiming's explanation.
Beiming was startled, and turned to look at his ancestor in disbelief.
The old ancestor stretched out his hand and pressed Beiming's shoulder, a strange cold light flashed in his dark eyes.
That cold light made Beiming's breath tight.
She pursed her red lips, not daring to speak any more.
Immediately, the old ancestor let go of her, leaning on crutches, walked very slowly to the front of the high platform.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the old ancestor.
The words of the ancestor just now really disturbed everyone's thoughts.
Is it possible...
Is Ye Qingluo really not from the Ye family
Under the eyes of everyone expecting.
The old ancestor put both hands on the crutches, cleared his throat, looked at the people present with serious eyes, and sighed softly: "The second brother is right, Ye Qingluo is indeed not from our Ye family. "
"What? Miss Ye Qi is not from the Ye family?"
"That is to say... Miss Ye Qi is not the young master of Sanquan Sect?"
"How is it possible? How could Master Ye Qingluo not be from the Ye Family? Her talent, her courage, and her strength, except for the descendants of the Sanquan Sect, one of the four major sects, can reach such a state. Who else can do it?" Have such a cultivation advantage?!"
As soon as the ancestor's words came out, the people present expressed that they couldn't believe it.
Amidst such unbelievable questions and doubts, different voices gradually emerged.
"To be honest, I just felt very strange. The attitude of the ancestors towards Miss Ye Qi...really...it doesn't look like the attitude towards a granddaughter at all."
"Yes, yes, I have the same feeling. I just wanted to say that the ancestors don't seem to want Miss Ye Qi to inherit the position of suzerain."
"The old ancestor doesn't want the Sanquan sect to fall into the hands of someone with a foreign surname."
"If Miss Ye Qi is really not from the Ye family, then she...is indeed not qualified to inherit the position of suzerain of the Sanquan sect."
"..."
Listening to the voice behind this, it constantly drives the emotions of the people around.
Ye Qing's pink lips raised a cold arc with sarcasm.
She half-closed her eyes.
Staring at those who questioned her inability to inherit the suzerain with a half-smile.
these people…
It's very strange.
Each of them looked about twenty or thirty years old.
There was an unconcealable hostility between his brows and eyes.
Apparently someone with blood on their hands who lives on the tip of a knife.
Ye Qingluo let out a snort, and the corner of his mouth raised a playful cold arc.
She raised her eyes, her charming eyes were burning, and she looked at the old ancestor calmly and indifferently: "I have to admit, the old ancestor's heart is really big. While watching the fall of the Sanquan sect, he still has to treat the juniors, dragged into the abyss."
She shook her head helplessly, and tsk-tsk her mouth: "There is a senior like you in the Ye family who cheats the juniors, it really is that you have done too many immoral things in your previous life."
"Seven girls." The old ancestor and Ye Qingluo looked at each other, and the voice still maintained the old and helpless tone, "I just can't just watch the Sanquan sect... just like that, it fell into the hands of outsiders like this, I have to put this thing away." Things, speak out!"
Ye Qingluo scoffed lightly, and made a "cut".
She knew that the old ancestor would never let the succession ceremony of the suzerain proceed so easily.
Look at the sad and helpless look on the old ancestor's face.
Can she use a sentence that is literally inappropriate but has a similar meaning to express her feelings
—Become a cousin and still want to set up a chastity memorial archway