third person
Ye Qingluo paused while drinking tea.
She narrowed her eyes and released her perception.
Except for the man who looked like a banished fairy, she didn't sense any other aura.
There are usually only two results for the breath that she can't sense.
One, there are indeed only her and the palace master in this room.
Two, the strength of the third person in this room surpassed her by more than one mysterious level.
The first point, Ye Qingluo can be completely ruled out.
Old man Cang would not lie to her, nor would he joke about such things.
So…
Only the second point.
The strength of the third person in this room is definitely higher than her by more than one mysterious rank.
That’s right, it’s Xuanjie…
She is now a profound practitioner in the Profound Earth Realm.
The third person, with the lowest level of profoundness, is also above the mysterious level of the earth...that is, the mysterious person in the realm of mythology... According to legend, he will become a powerhouse of fifteen ranks...a strong man in the realm of virtuous mystery!
Such a powerful person.
Why is it hidden in a part of this bedroom.
Does the Palace Master know or not
"What's wrong?" The hall master raised his eyes, his eyes were deep.
Ye Qingluo put down the teacup: "I didn't come here to ask for a cup of tea. What exactly is the Palace Master looking for me, let's make it clear quickly."
She didn't deliberately mention the third person in the room, but pretended not to notice, and spoke calmly.
"The envoy just forgot to tell you that the wandering ghosts and ghost doctors from Shangxuan Academy have already sent a message. If I don't return safely from the ancestral hall within a short time, they will immediately lead people and rush into the ancestral hall."
Her pink lips raised a bright smile: "Presumably the Hall Master does not want the enchantment he carefully set up to be broken. And the peace that the Hall Master has wanted for a long time, and the days of not caring about world affairs, are coming to an end. "
Her words and sentences are extremely sharp.
Listen, it seems that he is thinking about Shangxuan Hall and the Hall Master.
But obviously, he was threatening the Hall Master.
When the palace master heard this, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face.
His cold star eyes fixed on Ye Qingluo's bright smile.
After staring at each other silently for a long while, he said, "You have a thorough observation."
"You don't need to observe at all, you just need to use your brain a little bit, and you can figure it out." Ye Qingluo smiled, "The lord is the counterweight force of Shangxuan Academy, but... what the dean has done for so many years, the lord should be clear in his heart Chu."
The Hall Master picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then said with a faint smile: "Are you suing the Hall Master?"
"No." Ye Qingluo was not so bored yet, and went to sue the dean, "The palace master didn't come to me to talk about the dean's affairs, did he?"
The master of the hall lazily leaned on the back of the soft chair: "Shangxuan College has an excellent student, who is called the heroine of Xilan Continent and even the realm of Nirvana. As the master of Shangxuan Hall, this hall The Lord naturally wants to meet you, a heroine."
Ye Qingluo was unfazed, and looked at him with a smile: "Remind the Palace Master, your time is running out."
The hall master paused while drinking tea.
He glanced at Ye Qingluo from the corner of his eye.
It seemed to be exploring the authenticity of Ye Qingluo's words.
Ye Qingluo raised the corners of his mouth and returned a bright smile.
"Ha...haha... As expected of a heroine, this character can indeed bear the word 'heroine'." The hall master laughed out loud.
Ye Qingluo could hear it.
He was mocking himself.
Taunt her for being too self-important.
Ye Qingluo was not angry either, she raised her charming eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "If the Palace Master still doesn't want to talk about business, then please send me out of Shangxuan Hall."