"Enough, Beiming family, since the second brother has already told the truth, we don't have to cover it up any more."
The old ancestor's voice interrupted Beiming's explanation.
The Beiming family was stunned and looked back at his ancestors in disbelief.
The ancestor stretched out his hand and held down Beiming's shoulder. His evil eyes flashed with a strange cold light.
That cold awn, make Beiming breathe a tight.
She pursed her lips and did not dare to speak again.
Immediately, the ancestor released her, leaning on crutches, walking very slowly to the front of the high platform.
People's eyes, at this time, are converged on the ancestors.
The old ancestor's words really upset people's thoughts.
Is it difficult to
Is night Qingluo really not a night home person?
In the eyes of the people.
With two hands on crutches, the old ancestor cleared his throat, looked at the people present with heavy eyes, and sighed with a sigh: "the second one is right. The night is not our night family."
"What? The night seven girl is not a member of the night family? "
"That is to say The night seven girl is not the little patriarch of Sanquan sect? "
"How could it be? How can you not be a member of the night house? Her talent, her courage and her strength can only be achieved by the descendants of Sanquan sect, one of the four sects. Who else can have such a cultivation advantage? "
As soon as the old ancestor's words came out, those present expressed that they couldn't believe it.
In this unbelievable question and question, gradually a different voice emerged.
"To tell you the truth, just now I feel very strange, the old ancestor's attitude towards the night seven miss Really It doesn't look like a granddaughter at all. "
"Yes, yes, I have the same feeling. I just wanted to say that it seems that the ancestors did not want miss Yeqi to inherit the throne. "
"The old ancestor didn't want the Sanquan clan to fall into the hands of a stranger."
"If Yeqi is not really a night family, then she Indeed, they are not qualified to inherit the position of suzerain
“……”
Listen to the voice behind, constantly driving the mood of people around.
The night is clear, pink lips sneer up a cold arc.
She half squinted.
She gazed at those who doubted that she was not qualified to inherit the throne.
These people
It's very eye-catching.
One by one, they look about twenty or thirty years old.
Between the eyebrows and eyes is the anger that can't be concealed.
It is obvious that the hand stained with blood, always living on the tip of the knife.
The night clear falls lightly to hiss, the corner of the mouth lightly raises a banter cold arc.
She lifted her eyes and looked at her ancestors calmly and indifferently: "I have to admit that the heart of my ancestors is really big. While watching the fall of Sanquan sect, she has to drag the younger generation into the abyss."
She shook her head helplessly, tut tut mouth: "night home has you such a pit younger generation's elder, really has done too many immoral things in the last life."
"Seven girls." The old ancestor looked at the night, and his voice still maintained an old and helpless tone, "I just can't watch Sanquan sect In this way, if you fall into the hands of outsiders, I must tell you about it! "
Night clear fall light hiss, "cut" one.
She knew that the old ancestor would never let the grand ceremony go on smoothly.
Look at the old ancestor's sad face and helpless look.
Can she express her feelings with a word which is not appropriate but has similar meaning?
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