The spiritual sword came, and Fan Qingyin subconsciously wanted to hide. But with her strength in the middle stage of the pill, how could she avoid the attack of the late-stage master of the Nascent Soul?

"Are you going to die?" Fan Qingyin looked desperate, and didn't know what she was thinking about in her mind, but she actually forgot to make the final resistance.

Fan Qingyin closed her eyes and prepared to face death.

"Bad guy, goodbye in the next life!"

"Bad guy? Are you talking about me?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded, and she suddenly opened her charming eyes and found that a person in front of her was standing with a sword, blocking her face.

"Haochuan? Why are you here?" Fan Qingyin said in surprise.

"Isn't this sentence supposed to be asked by me? Fan-Qing-Qing!" Ye Haochuan said word by word.

"You...how do you know?" Fan Qingyin asked in confusion with a little red face.

"From the first time I saw you, I felt that you were very familiar with you, but I didn't expect it would be you. But you made me so hard to deceive me!" Ye Haochuan said with a lip.

He was still very surprised at the moment. What method did Fan Qingyin use to make his perspective unable to see through.

"I..." Fan Qingyin felt a little ashamed, but then she pouted and murmured, "I'm lying to you, how about it?"

"How can I do you?" Ye Haochuan laughed, "At most, you will reward you with one billion descendants and let you not have to go for menstruation for ten months!"

"You...bastard! Who wants your billion descendants..." Fan Qingyin shouted with a red face.

"You two guys are enough. Do you really think that I don't exist?" the old man suddenly snorted coldly.

Fan Qingyin was slightly stunned, and then she remembered that there was still a crisis in front of her.

But she was very surprised. Although the old man seemed to be scolding, he had less murderous intent in his words.

She was surprised, but she heard the old man suddenly ask Ye Haochuan: "Boy, are you the descendant of my unfilial son? What's your name?"

The descendants of your son? Are you worthy of being the ancestor of your master?

Ye Haochuan smiled slightly in his heart.

As expected, this guy is indeed the ancestor of the Xue family.

When Ye Haochuan heard the old man's words just now, he realized that the map in his hand was probably drawn by this old guy.

His map was passed to the descendants of the Xue family. As for the token, it should be used by the old man to identify the descendants of the Xue family.

With this conjecture, Ye Haochuan took out the token the moment he appeared. When the old man saw the token, he was eager to disperse the spiritual sword.

This process is indeed simple, but the process of proofreading this conjecture is really dangerous.

Ye Haochuan suddenly appeared in front of the spiritual sword. If the old man did not slapped the spiritual sword, he would probably die under the spiritual sword with his current methods.

Fortunately, he guessed right! Not only did he not die, he also successfully saved Fan Qingyin's life.

"My name is Xue Tao, are you the ancestor of the Xue family?" Ye Haochuan said with a politeness.

"Xue Tao?" The old man did not answer Ye Haochuan, but thought about it carefully.

The next second, his face suddenly changed rapidly, he pinched Ye Haochuan's neck and lifted Ye Haochuan up.

"You lied to me. Just now, this little girl clearly called you Haochuan, so why would you call her Xue Tao?"

Holding the grass, how can you forget this?

Ye Haochuan cursed in his heart, but his head kept turning, and suddenly said anxiously: "My surname is Xue, my name is Tao, my name is Haochuan!"

The old man was suddenly stunned. He lived more than a hundred years ago. In his era, some people did know how to pick up words.

"Is what he said true?" the old man asked Fan Qingyin with a little bit of confusion.

Fan Qingyin nodded quickly, and in her heart, she was already impressed by Ye Haochuan's urgent wisdom.

The old man was skeptical and still put Ye Haochuan down.

"Since you are a descendant of my Xue family, why didn't you find the door key and come alone?" the old man said with some reproach.

"Key?" Ye Haochuan was anxious and instantly understood the context of the matter.

I guess the old guy didn't find the key, so he handed over the great responsibility to his descendants. After they found the key, they sent it to it. The map was to let them not be killed by the mechanism in the secret passage when they gave the key.

No wonder I didn't encounter any mechanism along the way after I got off that position. It seems that the mechanisms along the way were pulled out by this old guy.

Ye Haochuan thought to himself.

By the way, he also communicated with another thing.

When he used five locust trees as a reference, the old guy probably thought he wouldn't wait too long. But he didn't expect that he would wait for more than a hundred years.

If you can wait in one place for more than a hundred years, this guy is also a top-notch. If you don’t have a deep obsession, you must be a lunatic.

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Haochuan quickly organized a speech and said, "You misunderstood that she is my wife. The key I found was on her. It was just that we both got lost just now, so we did not arrive at the same time."

While speaking, he did not forget to wink Fan Qingyin. When Fan Qingyin heard the word "wife", her delicate body trembled slightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Recalling the "intimate conversation" between Ye Haochuan and Fan Qingyin just now, the old man instantly believed it eight points.

"Since that's the case, why don't you hand over the key to me?" The old man put down Ye Haochuan and said coldly.

Fan Qingyin frowned when she heard this, but she was a little hesitant.

"Qingyin, this is the ancestor of the Xue family that I often mention to you. The map in my hand is left by him."

Ye Haochuan gave Fan Qingyin a wink and smiled, "This key should have been handed over to him, so give it to him quickly!"

Fan Qingyin clenched her silver teeth, and she was very reluctant.

Seeing this, Ye Haochuan was very anxious. At least the cultivation level of this old guy at the late stage of the Nascent Soul was not something they could match now.

No matter how important this secret treasure is, it is impossible for life to be important.

Compared with stubborn resistance and seeking death, it is obviously much wise to temporarily surrender.

"Qingyin, what's wrong with you?" Ye Haochuan pretended to care about Fan Qingyin, walked to her and whispered, "Give it to me, I'll find a way to get it back later!"

He didn't say much, but his lips moved a few times. However, even though Fan Qingyin was like this, Fan Qingyin still understood what Ye Haochuan meant.

"Forget it, I didn't want to hand over it before, because I didn't want to live up to the expectations of Senior Yin for my own life. But now it's not only my own life, but also his!"

Fan Qingyin said a little inexplicably, and finally took out a pear-shaped stone covered with green patterns from the ring and handed it to Ye Haochuan.

Ye Haochuan did not hesitate and handed the stone to the old man.

When the old man saw this stone, he immediately abandoned all his doubts. His originally shriveled face turned miraculously and smiled!

I saw him put the stone in a sunken place on the wall behind. The moment he put it in, the stone door suddenly cracked and slowly opened...

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Chapter completed!