Ten thousand years of blood ginseng...

Are you really just taking a look?

Luo Yuheng pursed his lips and looked at him suspiciously. It has only been more than a month since what happened to the Puppet Immortal Sect? Thinking of Ye Xiu's past bad deeds, her senior sister of the Yuhua Sect couldn't help but hop off her eyelids. She stared at her for a long time without seeing any clues on Ye Xiu's face. She hesitated for a long time before looking at him to send a message to remind him, saying, "There are immortals in the Yungu, and there are more than one person in charge. You must not do anything randomly."

"What are you doing?" Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment, looked at her speechlessly and said, "I'm not sick yet, why are you going to provoke the immortal for no reason?"

What do you look like?

Don't know what's going on?

Luo Yuheng really wanted to say "hehe" twice. You are not sick, just afraid that you will be jealous of the ten thousand-year-old blood ginseng.

"What grade of Qingyun Valley is?" Ye Xiu thought for a while, and asked at Luo Yuheng.

"I'm not attracted by those ten thousand-year-old blood ginseng? I've started to inquire about it..." Luo Yuheng said speechlessly, silently complained, shook his head, and said, "I don't know very well. Many sects, after entering the fifth grade, will do their best to keep a low profile. Generally, they will not reveal their own details. In the sects near Chang'an City, they can also find some. Sects like Qingyun Valley that are far away from Chang'an City, few people know their background. Of course, there are no traces. Qingyun Valley has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. Such sects are either fourth grade or third grade, and the probability of the second grade is very small."

"Why is it very small?" Ye Xiu asked curiously.

"This is also the rule of the Holy Tang. After ordinary sects are promoted to the second rank, their sect leader will be awarded a free position by the Holy Tang, with very few exceptions. In my impression, there is no immortal in Qingyun Valley who has been granted a free position by the Holy Tang." Luo Yuheng explained carefully.

"Where are the people from the Yang family?"

"It's too much..."

Boom!

Many people had a deafening eardrum, and the breath of the Nascent Soul instantly covered the entire street. A roar was heard. Before the disciples of the Yuhua Sect could react, they saw an old man dressed in a messy dress and smelling of alcohol all over his body, twisting a gourd and rushing over angrily.

"Yuheng, I have seen the fifth elder..." Seeing the old man, a soft smile flashed across Luo Yuheng's face, and he bowed slightly and bowed to the old man.

The old man looked around and didn't see the Yang family. The anger on his face subsided, and his blood-covered eyes instantly returned to normal. After looking Luo Yuheng from head to toe, he touched his beard and smiled, saying, "You little girl, haven't seen you for more than five years? You are getting more and more beautiful. No wonder you've been fascinated by the gangster in my family and yelled all day long to go to Zhou Wuchao to find you."

"Grandpa Fifth Elder, after Senior Sister Yuheng left, haven't I become beautiful?" Lin Suqing pouted, and said unhappyly.

"What's the beauty? You are the ones who look like yellow-haired girls. I guess that gangster in my family doesn't want to pay attention to you." The fifth elder snorted, ignoring Lin Suqing's expression. After looking around, he didn't see the Yang family. He frowned and said suspiciously, "Didn't that little beast Yang Wensheng came over to cause trouble for you? Why didn't he see anyone?"

"When you come, the daylily is cold..." Lin Suqing pouted, looked at the fifth elder with a look of disconnection, and said, "Yang Wensheng has been slaughtered. You are here now, do you do it on purpose?"

What...what?

Is Yang Wensheng dead?
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