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"Please also ask the senior brother to lead the way. ”

Ye Mo said lightly, flew up and followed behind the young man.

Xiahou Yuan suddenly summoned him, which Ye Mo did not expect, and it happened suddenly, Ye Mo didn't even have a chance to find an excuse to avoid the limelight. Plug it directly.

At this point, Ye Mo guessed that it was probably Xiahou Yuan who did it on purpose and did not let himself dodge.

If Ye Mo is a genuine Miqi, then forget it, there is nothing to be afraid of when he sees his future father-in-law, can he still eat himself?

But the problem is that Ye Mo is not a Mi Qi, no matter how wonderful the "Thousand Transformations and Disguises" is, it is impossible to deceive the Venerable, it can be said that Ye Mo's identity will inevitably be exposed.

"Do you really want to see Xiahou Yuan? or do you want to run away now?"

Ye Mo thought quickly.

With Ye Mo's cultivation as a means, it is not a problem to escape from the Corpse Demon Sect, after all, the demon cultivator youth who led the way is only in the late stage of the Yuan Infant, as long as Ye Mo does not work hard, this young man has no way to take himself.

But...... Can you really escape?

His brows furrowed slightly, Ye Mo was worried in his heart, he was not Qi, Xiahou Siyu knew this very well, and he didn't know if the girl was exposed, so he was summoned, if this was the case, it was impossible for Xiahou Yuan not to guard against himself, it was not easy to leave.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ye Mo reluctantly gave up the idea of escaping.

With this departure, I can't help but lose my identity, and even some follow-up things are difficult to do, which Ye Mo doesn't want to see.

Then there is his current special identity, if he has something to do, the people of the Jin family will not turn a blind eye, and if it is not good, throwing out the guise of Su Zizhen can also make Xiahou Yuan feel jealous, at least he will not dare to destroy himself immediately.

Since there is no danger of falling, it is nothing to see each other, it is better than leaving everything behind and running away.

Of course, there is another layer of reason.

Mi Qi was killed by Ye Mo, and now he often faces Xiahou Siyu, saying that it is impossible to say that there is no guilt and pity.

It's a pity that Xiahou Siyu never showed even a trace of sadness in front of Ye Mo, but just took Ye Mo seriously as a Qi to deceive himself.

But Ye Mo is not a stupid person, from Xiahou Siyu's bitter love for his fake Miqi, Ye Mo knows that Xiahou Siyu is not just a simple sadness behind what he doesn't know.

Just leave directly, what should Siyu do?

Many mixed thoughts, Ye Mo sighed lightly, followed the young man and flew quickly, and soon came to the main hall of the sect in the depths of the Corpse Sect.

However, the young man did not take Ye Mo to the main hall, but bypassed the main hall and came to a simple and elegant study after passing through several side halls.

"The Sect Master is inside. ”

The young man showed a sneer, a look of pity in his eyes, and turned to leave.

Everyone has already arrived, there is no reason to retreat, Ye Mo took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Disciple Miqi, meet the sect master." ”

"You're not Miki. ”

It was a middle-aged man's voice, majestic and heavy, with an indescribable coldness, without the slightest emotion.

These words made the whole person stunned for a moment, and he said in his heart: "Sure enough." ”

"The city lord of the Ye family's immortal city under the command of the Immortal City Alliance, Ye Mo, the younger generation of the younger generation, Ye Mo, visited the Xiahou sect master. ”

A light flashed around him, and Ye Mo returned to his original appearance and said loudly again.

"Come in. ”

"Crunch~"

The door was wide open, Ye Mo's body was as straight as a spear, and he strode into the study with his head held high.

With a "bang", the study door then closed.

Ye Mo entered the study and found that there was no difference between the study and the study of secular literati, there were no magic weapons, and there were no heavy treasures, only some jade slips and ancient books, as well as some complicated and numerous furnishings.

On the right hand side is a jasper screen nearly zhang high and two zhang wide, blocking Ye Mo's sight, and he can't see the person behind the screen, he can only vaguely see a person sitting behind a desk, and behind him is a huge bookshelf, holding an ancient book and reading silently.

Bypassing the screen, Ye Mo was about to salute, when he suddenly saw the face of the Xiahou Sect Master behind the desk, Ye Mo couldn't help but shake violently, his eyes couldn't help flashing a complicated light, and the whole person was stunned.

Only the sound of footsteps was heard, but there was no movement down, Xiahou Yuan also felt a little strange, and his gaze left the ancient book in his hand and fell on Ye Mo's body.

"Have you seen this seat?"

Ye Mo's eyes were too obvious, as if he had seen something unbelievable, so he was shocked into this look.

Hearing Xiahou Yuan's words, Ye Mo secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, and said to himself: "Can you not know, you tried your best to snatch my gray egg back then." ”

Ever since he knew the origin of Xiahou Yuan and his deep understanding of the "Sitting and Forgetting Sutra", Ye Mo had some guesses, after all, "Sitting and Forgetting Sutra" has been cultivated by very few people since the first life, and even if someone cultivates, it is difficult to reach an extremely high level.

And Xiahou Yuan is just one of the very few strong existences who has cultivated the "Sitting and Forgetting Sutra" to the stage of transforming into a god.

Coincidentally, among Ye Mo III, the only one who knew the cultivation of the "Sitting and Forgetting Sutra" to a very high level was Eryu Shenjun, if there were other existences, Ye Mo should know, at least not at all.

That's why Ye Mo had this guess.

But many things that happened later made Ye Mo forget about it, and he didn't think of this stubble on the road just now.

The key is Xiahou Yuan's voice, which is majestic and heavy, and at the same time full of vicissitudes, which is very different from the voice of Eryu Shenjun who he saw at the beginning, and for a while, Ye Mo naturally couldn't hear it.

But when he really saw the deity, Ye Mo was shocked.

Xiahou Yuan was dressed in a simple and unpretentious white robe, his face was expressionless, full of indifference, and a pair of eyes looked at Ye Mo quietly, revealing an indifference that is difficult to describe in words...... Just like when I first saw him!

The difference is that for some reason, he is no longer the handsome young man he was back then, but much older, and has become a middle-aged man, with a lock of white hair between his hairline, and his voice is only three points like that of the year, no wonder Ye Default can't come out.

There is also his appearance, which has also changed a little, and he is only eight points similar to back then, if it weren't for the consistent indifferent appearance from "Sitting and Forgetting the Sutra", Ye Mo would not dare to be sure at a glance that he was the Eryu Divine Monarch of the year, after all, there are too many similar people in the world.

But it's okay not to look closely, after a closer look, the more Ye Mo looks, the more he feels that Xiahou Yuan looks like Eryu back then, except that his age does not match, and he does not have Eryu's sword in his hand.

After being silent for a moment, Ye Mo said, "Sect Master Xiahou, has anyone told you that you look a lot like the last descendant of the Ancient Alliance, Eryu Divine Monarch. ”

Hearing this, Xiahou Yuan's pupils shrank imperceptibly!

But then, Xiahou Yuan put down the ancient books in his hand without a wave, and said lightly: "Gumeng...... Far away, have you seen him?"

It seemed ridiculous to ask a young Yuanying monk if he knew someone tens of thousands of years ago, but Xiahou Yuan asked so.

Ye Mo naturally couldn't answer truthfully, shook his head, looked at Xiahou Yuan with a bit of pity and curiosity, and said, "I saw the portrait by chance, so I feel strange." ”

Xiahou Yuan just looked at Ye Mo and didn't speak.

The two were relatively silent for a long time, and then Xiahou Yuan shook his hand, moved a chair in the room, motioned for Ye Mo to sit down, and then said indifferently: "Immortal City Alliance Monk, why did you sneak into my Corpse Sect?"

After speaking, Xiahou Yuan revealed a trace of killing intent.

He had already involved most of his energy in dealing with the people of the Jin family and the infiltration of Fudo City, and now that a small shrimp of the Immortal City Alliance had been mixed in, he didn't mind destroying it casually.

Ye Mo didn't answer, but asked, "How did the sect master see through the juniors?"

Xiahou Yuan had never seen him, so he insisted that he was not Mi Qi, was he outstanding in intelligence, or was Si Yu's girl exposed?

"The shadow who protects her at any time around Si Yu is the person arranged by this seat, and what is happening around her, this seat knows it clearly, just to keep her from disgusting, so she pretends not to know anything. ”

"She likes that Miqi, and this seat has known about it for a long time, but she doesn't want to hurt her, so she has to come nonsense, and the original plan of this seat is to see if Miqi can be promoted to god, if she can, she will do what she likes, if not, she will disassemble these two people anyway, but she didn't expect ......"

Ye Mo sighed lightly.

"The younger generation infiltrated your sect, firstly, to hide his identity so that he could walk the Southern Demon, and secondly, to deal with the blood demon and complete the task of the Immortal City Battle......"

"You are so bold, borrowing the knife of my corpse sect to kill people, you are not afraid that the knife will not be moved, and you will cut yourself in half?"

Before Ye Mo finished speaking, Xiahou Yuan coldly interrupted Ye Mo's words, and said with a sneer: "Even if this matter is not resolved, you kill Mi Qi and make this daughter cry for no reason, based on this alone, you will never be able to forgive your sins!"

Not good!

Feeling the cold killing intent of the skin, a cold sweat appeared on Ye Mo's forehead, and there was only a bitter smile in his heart.

This was something he didn't expect, judging from the words of this Xiahou Sect Master, he was also a person who loved his daughter very much, and he killed Miqi himself, how could he let himself go? Even if Miqi was not recognized by him.

"I miscalculated, I didn't count his love for his daughter. ”

Ye Mo thought with a wry smile, if he infiltrated the matter of the Corpse Sect, how could he use the Jin family or even Su Zizhen to block the arrows, but Xiahou Yuan didn't want to care about these trivial things, but his daughter's matter was the most important.

In this way, it is too difficult to say whether Xiahou Yuan still has reason.

"The younger generation is really sorry for the matter of your daughter, and I feel ashamed. ”

Ye Mo saluted slightly and said with a sigh.

Having said that, if Ye Mo does not resist and waits for the head of the owl, it is also impossible, guilt is guilt, that is another matter, how can it be slaughtered because of guilt, Yan'er is still waiting for her to go back on the northern defense line.

Between his thoughts, Ye Mo had already communicated with the clones in the miniature world, and opened the miniature world at any time to hide in.

However, what made Ye Mo speechless was that Xiahou Yuan never made a move, but just stared at him with a sharp and cold gaze, making him feel uncomfortable all over his back.

After a long time, Xiahou Yuan let out a soft snort and withdrew his gaze, as if he was contemplating.

It was only at this time that Ye Mo slowly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Xiahou Yuan would not make a move, and even, Ye Mo guessed that Xiahou Yuan had no intention of killing him.

Looking at Xiahou Yuan's contemplative appearance, Ye Mo was a little curious in his heart, and he didn't know what Xiahou Yuan was pondering.