"yes!"

Before Xue Yuwei could tell Qin Jian's name, the old man in purple robe on the side couldn't help but realize it.

"Come on, I'll guess the rest."

The old man in purple robe recommended himself and rolled up his sleeves, "Ten elixirs and six men, Wei Yu and Yu Ziqi swept it straight away. You are unlikely to be these three stinky brats. The Bai family's victory and protectors were eliminated. You are unlikely to be the Bai family's victory and protectors. Are you also the Soul-Devouring Clan's victory and protectors."

Speaking of this, the old man in purple robe smiled at Qin Jian, "That little brother, you should be who ranked 97th.

I don’t know where it is, Qing Xinghao, who never comes out to act."

"My one is going, where is the miscalculation!"

After hearing what the old man in purple robe said, Qin Jian rubbed Yin Tang hard, and some of them underestimated the minds of these two people.

Seeing Qin Jian like this, Xue Yuwei on the side couldn't help but smile, "It seems we've guessed it well!"

"Calculate…!"

Qin Jian pursed his lips and said secretly.

This time I have to make trouble under the name of others!

But when I think of Qing Xinghao, Qin Jian couldn't help but open the bamboo slips on the Dayue Dragon and Tiger List again. He saw Qing Xinghao's name in the 97th place. All the others were ranked, and their organizations and cultivation were clearly listed.

"No wonder Xue Yuwei and others said that he rarely came out for activities."

Qin Jian couldn't help but touch his jaw, "The identity message is blank!"

However, Qin Jian was thinking about another thing carefully now, that is, since Qing Xinghao was an alchemist, did he participate in the alchemist meeting that day?

Qin Jian still used this name for a few days. No matter what, there were thousands of talismans in his body covering his chances and Netherworld masks covering his appearance. No one knew who he was.

"arrive."

The old man in purple robe had already stood up from the spiritual sword, pointed in a direction from afar, and said with a smile: "Little brother, that's the Xue family."

Without the old man in purple robe, Qin Jian has seen him.

Qin Jian was a little nervous.

While talking, the spiritual sword had already flown into the sacred mountain.

Although Qin Jian didn't want to see it, he couldn't help but look around.

Xuanshen Mountain is very large. At the foot of the mountain is the people of the Xue family, all of whom are ordinary people who make a living by planting rice. On the side of the mountain are ordinary disciples, one wooden building after another, and many shops are among them.

The real importance of the Xue family is on the top of the mountain, and it is an extremely majestic official residence.

"Yuwei."

The spiritual sword fell just now, and a figure came out from the official residence. Seeing that the two of them were fine, they breathed a sigh of relief, "God bless you, let you return safely."

"This mission is very dangerous, thanks to fellow Daoist Qing Xinghao's help."

Xue Yuwei smiled and looked at Qin Jian.

"Your Xinghao?"

Hearing this name, everyone hurriedly looked at Qin Jian.

"Sister Qing Xinghao, I have seen you seniors."

Qin Jian smiled, walked up and bowed with his fists. Although he knew clearly that many of these guys were all his uncles, he did not indicate his identity.

"No need to be polite."

A chubby old guy smiled.

But it was an ordinary old guy who pulled Xue Yuwei aside, "Yuwei, is he Qing Xinghao on the Dragon and Tiger List?"

"It's him."

"Qing Xinghao in the legend."

The old people once again put their eyes on Qin Jian's body. When they saw Qin Jian's mask on his face, they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"good."

The fat old man hurriedly pulled Qin Jian in. He knew that Xue Yuwei was rescued by Qin Jian, and he was even more enthusiastic.

This made Qin Jian feel very uncomfortable.

"Is he Qing Xinghao?"

After entering the official residence, both the disciples and the deacons couldn't help but turn to look at Qin Jian.

They were so curious, not because of how powerful Qing Xinghao was. He was too mysterious and basically no one knew how he looked.

"Yuwei! You can't be so willful again next time."

Some old men hurriedly looked at Xue Yuwei with long faces, "Even if we go, we will go, don't take risks with ourselves."

"Yes! If I hadn't met Brother Qing Xinghao this time, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"yes."

Xue Yuwei smiled and then dragged Qin Jian to walk quickly, "I will take him to meet my father, and I have some things to talk to him."

On the way, Qin Jian looked around curiously.

Not long after, the two of them came to the depths of the Xue family. It was a not too big villa. The villa was planted with precious flowers, plants and trees. Qin Jian just walked in and saw a portrait hanging on the wall.

Seeing these portraits, Qin Jian was shocked. Because the people in each painting were him, every stroke was very careful, and he drew his appearance and expression vividly.

"After my brother died, my father painted a portrait of him every day."

Seeing that Qin Jian could see that he was so stunning, Xue Yuwei on the side couldn't help but say regretfully.

Qin Jian didn't say anything, looking at the portraits around him, and walked quickly towards the depths of the courtyard with Xue Yuwei.

Soon, he saw a man sitting under the cypress tree with his back facing him.

This person is Xue Ninghu, with a little hunched back and a bit mottled hair.

When he got closer, Qin Jian saw Xue Ninghu carving with wood.

His movements are very slow, but every knife is very attentive and every texture is very clear.

Qin Jian didn't need to look at it and knew that Xue Ninghu was carving his appearance.

This is the case. The wood carving that Xue Ninghu is about to be completed is what he looks like.

"Do you feel guilty?"

For some reason, looking at Xue Ninghu like this, Qin Jian felt a sigh in his heart, which was complicated and hatred.

"father."

Xue Yuwei had already walked forward briskly. Because Xue Ninghu was so stunning, it was obvious that he had never noticed the arrival of Qin Jian and her.

Hearing the call, Xue Ninghu quickly raised his head, "Yuwei, when did you come?"

"It's been early, Dad, you're so trance."

"Maybe it's older!"

Xue Ninghu put down the carving knife in his hand and then saw Qin Jian behind him.

"Is this one..."

Xue Ninghu looked up and down at Qin Jian, but when he saw Qin Jian's eyes, he couldn't help but feel an extremely familiar feeling in his heart.

"Your Xinghao, pay homage to Senior Xue Ninghu."

Qin Jian bowed his hands and bowed.

"Your Xinghao?"

Xue Ninghu frowned slightly, "Which Qing Xinghao on the Dragon and Tiger List?"

"It's him."

Xue Yuwei whispered and smiled, holding Xue Ninghu's arm, "Yuwei was ambushed this time. If it weren't for the help of fellow Taoist Qing Xinghao, she might not have come back."

"You're going to find medicine for me again?"

Xue Ninghu frowned and looked at Xue Yuwei.

“What if it works?”

Xue Yuwei stuck out her tongue and said softly.

"You can't mess around like that next time."
Chapter completed!