Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

After studying for a long time, I still haven't figured out why.

Xiao Zhao'er pursed her mouth and began to cry with red eyes.

Ye Qiao was flustered for a moment, so she had to carefully hold him in her arms on the palm of her hand, thinking about the delicate baby in her arms, coaxing her, and Xiao Zhao'er fell asleep peacefully, with tears still on her face. Hanging on the eyelashes, looking cute and pitiful, he couldn't help but leaned over Dan's lips and pecked lightly.

Bending down picked up the scattered clothes, used them as swaddling clothes, and wrapped Xiao Zhao'er in them.

Right now, he had to hold Xiao Zhao'er and rush towards Fengtian Mountain.

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Fengtian Mountain, Jiuyou Palace.

The four great masters are confronting Xiao Ce and Dian Feiluan.

The young man outside the door came to report in a hurry.

"Report! Immortal Master Ye is about to arrive at Jiuyou Palace."

Ji Genggeng, the head of the Ji family, one of the four masters of the Fengtian Sect, his eyes lit up instantly, and he was excited, "You mean that person who is against the buddha, the gentle, kind, amiable, elegant, funny and lovely Heping Xianjun wants Come?"

Ji Gengsheng has five big and three thick, thick eyebrows and big eyes, thick lips and white teeth, and a big beard is his trademark. A bearskin is slanted on his shoulders, and a coarse cloth is tied around his thick waist. He is a rough man with a thick back and waist. Holding two sky-shattering axes, one is to show people off, and the other is to be worthy of his outfit. The real stunt is to release poison.

Gu Jiajia, one of the four great masters, couldn't listen any longer, "Brother Ji, how could anyone boast so much about the enemy? No matter how good Master Ye is, you can't do it openly, just know it in your heart!"

The person sitting high in the Jiuyou Hall is the Fengtian Sect, the head of the four masters of the Han family. His face was as cold as ice, and he was full of hostility. There was a different kind of light in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Go to meet... ..."

When Ye Qiao arrived outside Jiuyou Hall with the dumpling in his arms, the three masters of Fengtian Sect and everyone had already stood outside the door to welcome them.

Ye Qiao smiled lightly, like a ray of white moonlight shining on the dark top of Fengtian Mountain.

"Everyone is here..."

Ji Genggen leaned forward, staring straight at the baby in his arms.

He was very surprised and said: "Master Ye Immortal, I haven't seen you for a few months and you have a child!"

Han Shan's icy face seemed to be about to split open, a few traces of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Born with whom?"

"Ah?? No..." An embarrassed yet polite smile appeared on Ye Qiao's face.

Before he had time to explain, everyone gathered around and began to tease the little dumpling in his arms.

"It looks so cute——"

"The nose is very similar to Master Ye—"

"The mouth is also very similar. He must be a handsome young man when he grows up."

"A boy or a girl?"

Ye Qiao quickly wrapped up the swaddling clothes, "Just look at it, don't take it apart—"

Ji Genggeng said: "Is Teacher Ye Xian's student a boy or a girl?"

He smiled awkwardly "boy"...

Dian Feiluan was startled, the two of them met each other not long ago, how could an extra child come out out of nowhere these two days.

She walked forward with a swaying posture, looked at the dumpling in his arms, and then at him, with a shocked expression on her face, she dared not say anything: "This child, it's really you..."

Ye Qiao was sweating in embarrassment, and pulled out the ugliest smile ever, "No, I misunderstood, this child is my apprentice."

"apprentice?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Han Shan's cold face was a little puzzled, "Didn't you say that Dong Zhao is a closed disciple? Why did you accept such a small one?"

He smiled unnaturally, "It's my disciple Dong Zhao."

"what??"

After explaining the incident of being attacked when he came here, everyone was skeptical.

Closer to home, Xiao Ce is holding the Jiangshu sword, and his anger is hard to suppress. The Jiangshu sword is clanging and neighing in his hand, and the next second will bloodbath the Jiuyou Palace.

Ye Qiao wanted to stop it, but there was a baby in his arms, so he couldn't get away.

Fortunately, Dian Feiluan was pulling it aside, otherwise Ye Qiao must have seen the Jiuyou Temple with blood flowing all over the ground.

Ji Genggen walked forward wielding two sky-breaking axes.

A thick voice broke out, "Hey! Xiao Ce, if you want to start a war with me, Fengtian Sect, find a better reason, and don't blame us for nothing! We want your Poyunjue technique, But we didn't go to bloodbath your Xiao family!"

Gu Zhong gave him a disgusted look, "Why tell us what we want to do, idiot!"

Ji Genggen had a simple and honest face, only then did he realize that he had uttered his thoughts.

Xiao Ce was dazzled by the hatred, holding the sword and said angrily: "Don't fight yourself! Kill my Xiao family and rob me of Poyunjue! If you don't take this revenge, you won't be a man! Take your life!"

Han Shan was slightly taken aback.

The three villains were stunned.

"You said Poyunjue was lost in the scroll?!"

Xiao Ce has run out of patience, "Don't pretend to be confused!"

Han Shan's face was cold, he sneered disapprovingly, his eyes fell on Ye Qiao who was coaxing the baby.

"Also ask Immortal Master Ye to uphold justice for us."

Ye Qiao frowned slightly, and looked at the angry Xiao Ce, he knew what kind of temperament Xiao Ce was, Xiao Ce was thoughtful, smart, and prudent, if he hadn't caught the handle, he couldn't have raised his sword so recklessly Come to the lair of Fengtian Sect.

But when they heard that the volume of Po Yunjue was lost, their expressions did not seem to be deceiving. Han Shan is the boss of Fengtian Sect. As for the name, I wish I could say whatever is on my mind, I don't know how to act at all, Gu Zhong is a man with a lot of experience in the city, a little unpredictable.

Ye Qiao said: "Everyone, don't blame Patriarch Xiao for rushing to bring up the sword to inquire about crimes. It's just that Xiao's family was attacked and killed and injured. There are obvious hidden weapons of Ji's family poison darts on the corpses, wounds cut by black iron heavy gold knives, and dead bodies in strange shapes. There is a ghostly aura of black air, and the imprint of moves with the watermark of floating clouds. I have to suspect you."

Han Shan sneered and said: "I don't know which legendary figure has emerged in this vast world of cultivating immortals, who can actually learn the essence of the four masters of my Fengtian Sect. The younger generation is awesome!"

The sword in Xiao Ce's hand was clenched three more, and he said angrily with red eyes: "Master Immortal, don't listen to his nonsense, he is clearly making excuses for himself! What a secret technique is the floating cloud watermark, who would know it except your Han family?" !"

Ye Qiao was taken aback for a moment, obviously forgot about this, Xiao Ce was right, the floating cloud watermark is the secret skill of the Han family, a skill handed down by his direct disciples, no one else would know it.Xiao Ceding decided this point, so he dared to raise his sword to question the crime.

Just as he was about to speak, the baby in his arms began to cry restlessly.

Xiao Zhao'er was crying so hard that everyone's eyes were drawn to the baby in the swaddle.

Everyone gathered and surrounded Ye Qiao in an instant.

With a cold face, Han Shan said solemnly, "Could this baby be hungry?"

Although Dian Feiluan is a woman, she has never been a mother, so she is at a loss.

After looking at it, he said firmly, "Looking at it like this, I must be hungry."

After finishing speaking, he raised his voice and said: "I suggest, let's pause for a while and let the child take a sip of milk first."

Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Qiao one after another. They didn't speak, but it was better than talking. The urging elements in their eyes almost overflowed their eye sockets, as if they were saying, "What are you waiting for, Immortal Master Ye? Hurry up and nurse the child." , the child is crying so poorly."