Because the people hanging on it are none other than her senior brothers.
And everyone has very obvious characteristics. The one who is doing nothing all day long is Ming Xuan, and the one holding the sword is Mu Chongxi.
"Look, we're all on a reward."
"Oh haha." Mingxuan leaned over and took a look, "Who sent it?"
Ye Qiao glanced at it and said thoughtfully: "Elder brother and Ye Qinghan have the highest reward price."
"Why am I not the highest?" Mu Chongxi was dissatisfied: "At least I am also the only one born with sword bones in the world of cultivation, right?" Isn't he worthy?
"..."
Ye Qiao glanced at the fourth senior brother with pity and clicked on Mu Chongxi's reward order. There were only six words written on it:
People are stupid and easy to kill, so come quickly.
Mingxuan: "Speaking of which, why is there no Ye Qiao?"
He didn't believe Ye Qiao could be lower than them.
"Maybe it hasn't been released yet."
"That's why I told you to keep a low profile." Xue Yu saw these reward orders, frowned, and whispered: "I personally have reward orders. The issuer is unknown, but the power behind them is very powerful. Five sects have investigated I haven’t caught who posted it for so long.”
"If he is recognized, he is likely to be surrounded by monks."
All in all, it's quite dangerous.
"Hey, hey, hey, No. 1 on the bounty list, what do you think?" Ye Qiao approached Zhou Xingyun, her eyes curled into crescents.
Zhou Xingyun stared at the list for a few seconds and said calmly: "I'm so valuable."
Scanning from high to low, they were soon surprised to find that all the direct descendants who had appeared in the competition were all listed, and the price of each one was not low. If they could catch one, they would be worth millions of spiritual stones.
Ye Qiao touched his chin and smiled slightly: "When I don't have any money in the future, I will report those people."
"Then, randomly arrest an acquaintance and send him to jail."
Xue Yu: "..."
"Come on, don't embarrass yourself." He couldn't bear it anymore and dragged these people away one by one. Didn't he realize that the casual cultivators around them looked at them as if they were crazy?
"Are you paranoid?"
"Who do they think they are? Personally? They are still an acquaintance."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, these days, the world is getting worse."
After a few casual cultivators criticized these shameless people, they all dispersed. Only a few people stared at Ye Qiao's figure thoughtfully.
"Look at that girl in dark blue clothes, does she look like her direct descendant Ye Qiao, who came first in two competitions?"
"A bit..."
"And there are still five of them."
More like it.
*
Following Xue Yu's words of keeping a low profile, they did not repeat the mistakes of the previous mission this time and did not dare to alert the enemy. After midnight, they prepared to sneak in quietly to check the situation.
Although the Song family's mansion is not as big as the sect, at first glance it embodies the ancient charm of the wealthy family. The walls are carved with complicated runes. Before they get close, several senior brothers who are not skilled in business step on the formation. In an instant, several A strange breath appeared.
In the blink of an eye, I was surrounded.
Ye Qiao: "Which of you stepped on it?"
Several people pointed at each other.
The guards who rushed out surrounded these people, and found that the thieves not only did not panic at all, but did not even show them basic respect, and were still chatting as if nothing had happened.
The leader was extremely angry: "Give them some color. They dare to break into the Song family's residence at night. Who gives you the courage?"
"Hey, hey, hey." Mingxuan tilted his head lazily and glanced at them, "We are not bad people."
"We are all good people." Zhou Xingyun also said.
"Bah." The man said harshly, "Come on."
A group of people were building foundations, and no one else needed to take action. Zhou Xingyun knocked them to the ground alone. Those people didn't even see clearly how he moved, and they were crushed one by one like a stack of Arhats, forming a mountain.
"I said it." Zhou Xingyun lightly stepped on the person on top, with an expressionless face and lowered eyes, and a calm tone:
"We're all a good bunch of people."
"..." The man almost spit out a mouthful of blood. Damn it, do you look like a good person with that posture?
"Wait a minute -" Xue Yu didn't have time to stop him.
No, you agreed to keep a low profile? ?
It's okay if there is no fight, but there are so many strange smells when there is a fight, and everyone is alarmed.
"Who dares to provoke trouble?"
People like Song Hansheng still have a strong sense of collective honor. He undoubtedly loves his family. When he heard that another person had disturbed the formation, he rushed over as soon as possible.
I thought he was some reckless little thief, but I never thought he knew them all when he came here.
"Hi." Ye Qiao was unfamiliar with the place. When Leng Buding saw Song Hansheng who had been tricked by her, he immediately felt particularly cordial, as if seeing a relative, and waved to him, "Song Hansheng."
Song Hansheng's forehead jumped when he saw these five people again: "..."
Damn it, he must be sick.
You can meet them everywhere.
Song Hansheng couldn't even pretend to be blind and didn't see it. His face turned cold: "What are you doing here?"
It wasn't enough to trick him in the competition, but he was also hunted down at home?
Mu Chongxi shook the mission in the mission hall: "Here comes the mission. I heard that your place is haunted? Is it true?"
Song Hansheng just wanted to get rid of these people, so he explained in a rather impatient tone: "How do I know this?"
Anyway, some of the unimportant disciples who had the accident, those with poor talents, died as soon as they died, so few people in the Song family really felt relieved. Song Hansheng did not expect that the task would be taken over by the Changming Sect. He glanced at it vaguely. Ye Qiao said with a smile on his face but not on his face: "You don't practice?"
There is still time to take over the mission, but I don’t know if these people are confident about their fate, or if they are blindly confident.
Mingxuan rolled his eyes: "With only one month of rest, can you cultivate flowers?"
"Don't say it, Song Hansheng, your family is quite big."
The Song family's mansion is surprisingly large, like a maze that you can get lost in if you're not careful. It has carved beams and painted columns and is full of aura, which is no worse than the five sects.
Song Hansheng looked at these people wandering around, his expression slightly out of control, "This is not a place for you guys to travel. Ye Qiao!! Mingxuan!! Zhou Xingyun, what are you doing?"
Why? Why does he always run into these people every time he goes home?
Song Hansheng was almost annoyed to death.
With such a carefree appearance, those who didn't know better thought it was the back garden of their Changming Sect.
Mu Chongxi and his brother put their arms around him and said, "Song Hansheng, is it possible that your house is haunted because you have done too many bad things and got retribution?"
Song Hansheng's eyebrows skipped a beat, and he was disgusted: "Stay away from me. Don't force me to call a crowd to beat you."
Is he familiar with them? !
"Don't be so fierce." Ye Qiao joined in, dragging him to the other side with a smile, "The three of us will have a meeting together."
"Let's talk about this mission."
Song Han, who was forcibly dragged away, said: "..."
Ye Qiao and the others did not dare to alert the enemy, so naturally they had to find their acquaintances to understand the situation, and now their only acquaintance was Song Hansheng.
Song Hansheng, who was forced to become their acquaintance, gritted his teeth and said, "It's not haunted."
"There are evil spirits causing chaos."
"Evil spirit?" Ye Qiao blinked.
"It is composed of human resentment. It is driven by ghost cultivators." Song Hansheng rolled his eyes, "We have only eliminated monsters, but these will also be compulsory courses in the future."
"Don't you listen to what the elders say in class?" After he finished speaking, he looked at these people suspiciously.
Five people look at the nose and the heart with their eyes.
They basically just fish for fun in class, Zhou Xingyun even bothers to attend class, who knows there are so many things to pay attention to.
Compared to the five of them who were ignorant, Song Hansheng was simply a good student.
He looked at these people with disdain and said, "I advise you to go back home as soon as possible, otherwise if something happens, don't rely on our Song family."
"Why is it that other people's houses are not haunted, but your Song family is special? What bad things did your family do?"
Song Hansheng felt that his blood pressure would rise if he continued to talk, "When the Song family chose their old house, many powerful men and monks had died in the place they chose."
"There is a lot of resentment, do you understand?"
"Understood." Xue Yu lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, "So, someone is deliberately hiding in the Song family and using the resentment here to raise a kid?"
Ghost cultivators rely on some underhanded methods to tame little ghosts and gain fame through this behavior. The stronger the little ghosts are, the higher their strength will be.
"Since you know so clearly, why don't you get rid of the people hiding in your mansion?"
If we don't kill this black sheep, why don't we just keep it as a nuisance?
"Because those who are involved in the accident are just some of the collateral families. If you die, you will die." Zhou Xingyun said in a calm tone, "In the Eight Families, impure blood will only lead to being excluded and suppressed."
Song Hansheng couldn't stand the slander from these people, and his face turned cold, "How do you know we haven't sent anyone?"
"We can't catch that ghost cultivator Shenlong who has never seen her start or end."
As for the mission? In fact, many monks were put off after hearing that it was haunted.
Ghost cultivator, this profession sounds evil at first sight.
No one has ever seen what a ghost looks like, and not everyone is so brave.
Xue Yu looked at these people, talking to each other, and couldn't help but interrupt them, pointing to the dark night and the cold wind outside, "Do you have to chat here?"
They were just chatting.
Didn't care about the occasion at all.
"No, wait a minute." Mingxuan jumped up, his voice suddenly raised, "Where is Ye Qiao?!"
Ye Qiao, who had been standing with them just now, disappeared under his nose, and their faces all changed.
"Don't any of you sense anything is wrong?"
They are all talisman cultivators, and there are two late-stage Jindan. It stands to reason that they will not disappear without anyone noticing, right?
Ye Qiao on the other side realized something was wrong when it was too late. The surrounding environment was turned upside down, and it was pitch black under his feet, as if he was being pulled into a special realm.
Ye Qiao's breathing stagnated slightly, and his arms suddenly felt cold, and he was hugged tightly by something he didn't know what it was.
She endured the cold, lowered her eyes, and looked back calmly.
The next second she saw what it was, she almost screamed.
A childish voice sounded next to my ears: "Mother."
Ye Qiao: "..."
*
Painless motherhood
