Mr. Wushuang is just as he is in the rumors, he is personable and extraordinary, and he exudes the nobility of an ancient family.

It's just that he restrained his nobility very well. During the conversation, he was quite polite to Ye Qinghong and others, and even complimented them a lot.

It can be said that there was no airs at all. The few people who were already flattered only felt like a spring breeze and were extremely honored.

He didn't have the slightest bit of arrogance towards a few people, especially Bai Yizhou, who even complimented him a few times without leaving a trace.

"Tomorrow will be the exchange between the two sects. The Holy Land will compete. Young people will inevitably be hot-blooded. I'm afraid they will be offended. But Wushuang doesn't have any hostility towards you."

Mr. Wushuang looked warm and smiled softly: "Tonight, I am also here in my private capacity to see you all."

Bai Yizhou smiled and said: "Young Master Wushuang, what are you talking about? We all come from the Holy Ancient Family, and the Young Master is the heir apparent of the Kagura Family. How can the confrontation between the Holy Lands affect our friendship?"

The implication behind these words is that their Holy Ancient Family is ultimately superior to the sect.

There is no need to care too much about the honor and disgrace of the sect.

Young Master Wushuang sneered in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged. He said without leaving any trace: "I heard that your sect has recently produced a swordsman prodigy named Ye Qingtian. At the canonization ceremony, he won three green dragon holy fires, and his holy energy stretches thousands of miles."

Ye Qinghong sneered and said: "Dead, this man is a scum of my Ye family. He refused to change after repeated admonition. He broke into the forbidden area half a month ago and was killed by the Tianxuan Sword Master himself!"

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

Zhang Kui smiled and said: "There is no need to feel pity, he is just a scum of the sect. Even if he is lucky enough to survive, he will definitely be crippled. How can he bear the angry palm of Tianxuan Sword Master?"

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

You are a scum of the sect, and a year ago you were a waste among wastes."

Mr. Wushuang smiled and did not answer.

It seems that he really can't see this "wizard" anymore, but he still wants to meet him. It is said that this person is also a fanatical pursuer of Bai Shuying.

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 music.

Bai Yizhou smiled and said: "It is said that the number one Xi Qin person in Kunlun today is Mr. Wushuang. He has already surpassed Mr. Wushuang. He is far better than Mr. Burial Flower. Tomorrow the two sects will have an exchange and we will have a good experience."
Chapter completed!