Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

By the way, what is Cong Ye doing now?

"Why are you so stingy!"

Cong Ye stared at Chen Pi in disbelief.

They were in the same class as their fellow disciples, and Chen Pi was not even willing to share melon seeds with him.

How interesting it is to eat melon seeds at this time.

But tangerine peel actually enjoys the pleasure of eating melon seeds.

Chen Pi stared at him with a half-smile, holding the melon seeds tightly in his palms, unwilling to give a single melon seed to Cong Ye.

Cong Ye: "..."

Chilling, the real chilling is not making a fuss.

He turned around angrily and saw a man in a suit wearing gold-rimmed glasses looking at him intently.

"This is Mr. Jie Jiu."

February Hong introduced Cong Ye.

Cong Ye raised his hand: "Master Jiu."

Mr. Jie Jiuye looked gentle and elegant. His dark eyes were obscured by lenses and his emotions could not be seen.

With a gentle smile on his lips, he nodded towards Cong Ye: "If I guessed correctly, it's the Second Master's young apprentice Cong Ye."

Everyone in the nine sects knew that Er Er Hong had accepted a disciple.

It's just that I've never officially seen it.

This time it was considered acknowledgment.

Cong also nodded in acknowledgement.

Jie Jiuye's eyes shifted to Chen Pi. Chen Pi was still looking like he was dying, and he didn't give face to anyone.

Xie Jiuye wisely shifted his gaze: "Cong Ye looks very similar to the second master."

No, he and Er Erhong both have prodigal faces. It's just that he is better than others and slightly more handsome.

The smile on Er Erhong's face deepened, "Cong Zai looks well-behaved, but in fact he is very naughty."

Cong Ye: "..."

Isn't he still well-behaved?

Isn't it because Zuo Qianzhi kept it secret from Yue Erhong?

Cong Yefeng was killed.

Jie Jiuye glanced at Cong Ye again from top to bottom in surprise: "It really doesn't look like what the second master said."

"He only has a face that can deceive people!"

Huo Xiangu pouted and joined the army to attack Cong Ye.

"That's not true."

Zhang Qishan's voice came from the stairs.

While taking off his gloves, he responded to Huo Xiangu's words, and his eyes fell on Cong Ye with a hint of ridicule.

"I was so wronged."

Cong Ye was expressionless.

If I had known earlier, he wouldn't be here.

At this time, he urgently needed Lin Daodong's mouth.

The next time I give out a red envelope, I will ask Lin Dao to pass on her secrets of eloquence.

Guaranteed to be easier to use than a machine gun.

Huo Sanniang covered her lips and smiled softly.

The sound of eating tangerine peel and melon seeds became louder and louder.

"Ouch! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Everyone! You're too late!"

Qi Tiezui, wearing black glasses, hurried over with his feet up.

He greeted everyone with his hands, sat down, took a sip of tea, patted his chest, and then regained his breath.

After Qi Tiezui recovered, he started to look around, his eyes resting on Cong Ye.

"Ouch!"

Qi Tiezui sat up straight.

Cong Ye noticed his hot gaze, and his scalp suddenly went numb.

Let him go!

Let him go!

He doesn’t want to be in the limelight!

"Second Master, this is your little apprentice!"

Qi Tiezui looked very interested.

Er Erhong nodded: "Master Ba, any advice?"

Qi Tiezui is famous for his mouth.

Just rely on one mouth to enliven his game.

He stood up and walked around the bushes, exclaiming from time to time:

"Terrible! Terrible!"

Cong Ye blinked. He didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, but who told him that a group of old gods came to his group.

He couldn't help but not believe it.

At this moment, he was surrounded by everyone. Although it was a bit strange, he was very curious about Qi Baye's conclusion.

"Can you let me read your palm?"

Qi Tiezui stared at him expectantly and reached out his hand eagerly.

As soon as Cong Ye nodded, Qi Tiezui put his hand in front of his eyes.

Qi Tiezui lowered his head, and no one could see the change in his expression.

The signs of early death and longevity are actually mixed in one person?

How is this possible?

"Master Ba, you have aroused our curiosity, we can't just let it go!"

Xie Jiuye smiled and spoke.

Qi Tiezui raised his head, with a smile on his face again, and said exaggeratedly:

"To be honest, Cong Ye's photo is the best I've seen in so many years!"

"Oh?"

Er Erhong became interested and his pupils brightened slightly: "Master Ba, can you tell me in detail?"

Cong Ye was extremely curious and looked at Qi Tiezui expectantly.

"The forehead is full and round, which is often said to be a sign of fullness in heaven and longevity and blessing."

Qi Tiezui pointed at Cong Ye's forehead from a distance, and slowly lowered it down to his eyebrows:

"The Yintang is wide, the fields and palaces are spacious, and the wealth is prosperous. Most of them are unexpected fortunes."

Cong also thought of the Great Sage's gold bars, which was indeed surprising.

"The pinna of the ear is clear and distinct, hiding great wisdom."

Qi Tiezui narrowed his eyes, solemnly brought Cong Ye to the center, and pointed at his ears.

He sealed his mouth mysteriously: "The next words must not be leaked."

He smiled.

Cong Ye's eyes collided with his.

Underneath the superficial smile in his eyes, there seemed to be a deep meaning as vast as the sea.

Qi Tiezui blinked at Cong Ye like a living treasure, and Cong Ye suddenly smiled.

Qi Tiezui was so arrogant, and no one pressed him for questioning.

Everyone knows how powerful Qi Tiezui is. If he says he can't say anything, then the rest is what he can't say.

They were just curious, how big of a storm could this rare good appearance that Qi Tiezui said happen?

Cong also returned to Er Erhong's back.

Er Erhong clapped his hand.

After a while, the rest of the people arrived.

Zhang Qishan, Er Erhong, Banjie Li, Fourth Master, Wu Fifth Master, Heibei Laoliu, Huo Sanniang, Qi Tiezui, Xie Jiuye and all the heads of the nine families gathered together.

Zhang Qishan is both the Changsha defense officer and the head of the Nine Sects. Naturally, no one wants to challenge his authority.

A meal is a pleasant meal, and of course it looks like a pleasant meal on the surface.

Huo Xiangu is a girl. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes are slightly opened, full of expectation, and she excitedly suggested: "Why don't we all take a photo!"

Huo Sanniang naturally agreed with her: "I think this idea is good."

Er Erhong didn't say anything. He didn't care whether he took pictures or not.

But it made him think that maybe he should take a photo with Cong Ye.

After being a master and apprentice for seven years, how could they not even have a photo together?

Qi Tiezui also stood up: "This is such a good relationship! From now on, the nine sects will take care of each other, how can we all take a group photo together?"

What Zhang Qishan said while eating was very simple, that is, he hoped that there would be no fighting between the nine sects, but that the top and bottom would work together.

Before Zhang Qishan came, the nine sects all worked in their own way, and there was no such thing as taking care of each other.

Everyone has their own thoughts.

Zhang Qishan said this and could not refute his face. Of course, everyone agreed superficially.

Qi Tiezui had a close relationship with Zhang Qishan, so his words were certainly biased toward Zhang Qishan.

Xie Jiuye turned his eyes around and nodded: "I happen to have a photographer there, I'll have him picked up."