"It doesn't matter who inspired that kid's Huangfu bloodline."
Huangfu Zhentian interrupted Huangfu Fengyan's words, and said in a calm voice: "My purpose is to bring back the blood left by the Huangfu family back to the Huangfu family."
Hearing this, Ye Qingluo couldn't help laughing.
She half-closed her charming eyes and glanced in Pei Sheng's direction.
Pei Sheng's face was extremely ugly, his eyes were dark, his hands were clenched tightly, and his muscles were tense.
Obviously, he was very angry.
And the bottom of my heart was filled with turbulent waves.
Ye Qingluo tilted her head, her eyes moved to Huangfu Zhentian calmly.
The slightly raised arc of her pink lips was a bit of sarcasm and sarcasm.
Like being provocative.
Huangfu Zhentian's white brows were all wrinkled.
But when he saw Ye Qingluo behind him, behind the tall and tall figure.
He forcibly suppressed the vortex that surged into his eyes.
Ye Qingluo folded his arms around his chest, with a smile that was not a smile, and he was really embarrassed: "Mr. Huangfu's words are wrong. According to the rules passed down by your Huangfu family ancestors, I think who stimulated Pei Sheng's potential. ,Very important."
As soon as the words came out.
Immediately, the profound practitioners of all major forces gasped.
Everyone is guessing.
What was Ye Qingluo's plan
Could it be that she really has something in mind for Pei Sheng
Really want to be Pei Sheng's destined person
Did she ignore the...
Lord Emperor Zun is still around? !
Not only the profound practitioners around were shocked.
Even Huangfu Zhentian frowned slightly because of Ye Qingluo's words.
Of course, he didn't think that Ye Qingluo wanted to become Pei Sheng's destined person, so he would hold on to this matter.
Does she want to...
Huangfu Zhentian's shrewd eyes flickered, glancing in Gu Zixi's direction vaguely.
Sure enough, the next moment, I heard the girl's clear voice: "Because, the person who inspired Pei Sheng's potential was not me, but... my family Zixi."
A clear emotion flashed in Huangfu Zhentian's eyes.
He snorted disdainfully.
It was very light, but Ye Qingluo, who was close, could clearly hear Huangfu Zhentian's cold snort.
You can also clearly see the disdain in his eyes.
Just a glance.
Ye Qingluo could see what he was thinking.
Twirling the corner of his mouth, his smile became even more sarcasm: "You can find out if it's true or not by asking Pei Sheng. As the client, he should know better than anyone else."
The topic turned to Pei Sheng again.
Pei Sheng's eyes were fixed, his face was cold, and he looked at Huangfu Zhentian with no trace of respect: "No matter who inspired it, it has nothing to do with you, my surname is Pei, and I don't know your so-called Huangfu family. "
After all, he raised his wrist.
Eyes, staring at the wrist for a moment, on the wrinkled hand that was clasped tightly: "Let go!"
It can be seen that Pei Sheng's mood is very unstable at this time.
"Stinky boy..." Huangfu Zhentian was stunned by Pei Sheng's eyes, he tightened his eyebrows and wanted to reprimand him.
But the next moment, a slight hurricane hit.
Then, his hand clasped on Pei Sheng's wrist was released by a gentle force.
Huangfu Zhentian saw the bright and flowery figure of a young girl squeezed in front of him.
After he loosened his grip on Pei Sheng.
Pei Sheng was pushed away by the girl.
The slender figure of the girl stood in front of Pei Sheng.
With a pair of cold and charming eyes that were full of chill, he looked at Huangfu Zhentian with a very calm emotion.
Huangfu Zhentian is used to occupying a high position.
Rarely have I encountered such an attitude.
Now being targeted by a young girl over and over again.
He had been suppressing a wave of anger in his heart.