But with the identity of the Kagura family, it would be quite different.

Mr. Wushuang is as elegant as the rumors, and has extraordinary charm. He is circulating with the noble spirit of an ancient family.

But he restrained his nobleness very well. During the conversation, he was quite polite to Ye Qinghong and others, and even praised him.

It was a bit of airs. The few people who were already flattered only felt as if they were bathed in the spring breeze and were extremely honored.

He had no arrogance to the few people, especially Bai Yizhou, who gave him a few compliments without any trace.

"Tomorrow, the two sects will be exchanged. The holy land will compete. Young people will inevitably be full of energy. I'm afraid they will offend them a lot. But Wushuang has no hostility towards you."

Mr. Wushuang's face was gentle and laughed softly, "Tonight, I will come to see you in my personal capacity."

Bai Yizhou smiled and said, "Young Master Wushuang is not talking about it. We all come from the ancient Holy Family, and the young master is even the prince of the Shenle Family. How could the confrontation between the holy land affect our friendship?"

The meaning behind this is that their ancient Holy Family is ultimately above the sect.

There is no need to pay too much attention to the honor and disgrace of the sect.

Mr. Wushuang sneered in his heart, his face remained unchanged. He said without a trace: "I heard that the Sect recently released a swordsman named Ye Qingtian. He won three saint fires of the Qinglong at the enthronement ceremony, and the holy energy lasted for thousands of miles."

Ye Qinghong sneered: "Die. This person is a scumbag of my Ye family. He has no choice but to change his abilities. He trespassed into the forbidden area half a month ago and was killed by Tianxuan Sword Saint himself!"

Mr. Wushuang said calmly: "That's a pity. I still want to see it."

Zhang Kui smiled and said, "It's no need to be a pity. It's just a scum of a sect. Even if he doesn't die by chance, he will definitely be ruined. How could he bear the palm of Tianxuan's sword saint's wrath?

Bai Yizhou said disdainfully: "Even if it is not useless, compared with Mr. Wushuang, this person is nothing. A swordsman? He just got a holy source by chance. Outsiders don't know the tricks, and everyone in the Tiandao Sect knows this.

A person is a scum of a sect, and a waste of waste a year ago."

Mr. Wushuang smiled and did not answer.

It seems that he really can't see this "wizard". He still wants to see it. It is said that this person is also Bai Shuying's fanatical suitor.

At this moment, a piano sound echoed outside Wuchen Palace.

"Xi Qin!"

Young Master Wushuang's eyes lit up, and he immediately knew who was playing the piano.

Bai Yizhou smiled and said, "It is said that the first person in Kunlun is Mr. Wushuang. He has already become more beautiful than Mr. Burial Flowers. We will have to have a good experience in the exchanges between the two sects tomorrow."
Chapter completed!