Ye Wuque's choice was the profound vein among the nine veins!
As for the reason?
Naturally because Fang Qingyang came from the profound veins!
This is the truth that Ye Wuque got from the stone wall.
And he entered the Ancient League to track all the clues of Fang Qingyang, so no matter what the other seven veins said, Ye Wuque would not care about it, and had already planned.
The seven stunned disciples and deacons thought that there was a problem with their ears, and they all stared blankly at Ye Wuque, who was holding his fist and bowing.
The An's sisters were stunned.
Especially An Qingqian, Hu Meizi's face was covered with a kind of astonishment, red lips were slightly opened, exuding an extremely seductive color.
An Shuying's beautiful eyes flickered, staring at Ye Wuque, as if she wanted to see this mysterious newcomer Ye Wuque transparently.
On the futon, Zhang Qinghe, who was slumped on it, seemed to have fallen asleep drunk, and the wine jar in his hand was unsteady, as if he hadn't heard Ye Wuque's words at all.
At this moment, the seven disciples and deacons who were already stunned became even more uncomfortable!
"No shortage! How can you choose profound veins?"
"Don't think about it anymore?"
"No shortage, as long as you come to our Yumai, we will definitely satisfy you!"
"No shortage..."
The seven major disciples and deacons couldn't hold back anymore, one by one couldn't wait to cry, hoping to make the last effort.
But here, Ye Wuque turned slightly, and faintly said, "Thank you deacons for your love, but the disciples have made their minds. Please also deacons to fulfill them."
As soon as this remark came out, the seven major disciples and deacons suddenly became stagnant!
Ye Wuque was talking about it, no matter how hard it was, he couldn't force it, he couldn't start to persecute, it would be too unkind.
All of the deacons suddenly sighed and looked at Zhang Qinghe who was lying on the ground. The envy, jealousy and hatred in his eyes were undisguised!
"This drunkard really found a treasure!"
"Tell me, where does this make sense?"
"That's right! This Ye Wuqian is a peerless qualification, enough to match the talents of the five souls!!"
At this moment...
"Junior Brother Ye, can you tell me why you chose Xuanmai?"
An Shuying spoke suddenly, her voice elegant.
And this question drew the attention of the other disciples and deacons again, and they all looked at Ye Wuque.
Yes!
Why did you choose Xuanmai?
The nine veins of the ancient alliance, the profound veins in it are only medium, not high, not the head, and this Qinghe looks like this, there is no sincerity, what is the reason for Ye Wuque's choice of the profound veins?
"There is no special reason. If I insist, one is that I personally like the word'Xuan', and the other is that Deacon Zhang gave me a sense of profound inscrutableness and made me yearn for Xuanmai. "
"Besides, I believe that no matter which line you are in, it doesn't make much difference to me."
Ye Wuque said indifferently and sincerely, especially the last sentence, with a touch of domineering and self-confidence just right.
Damn it!
Unpredictable?
Zhang Qinghe?
That's it?
That's it?
The seven disciples and deacons immediately became confused again, and all subconsciously looked at Zhang Qinghe who was paralyzed on the ground, and a touch of uncomfortable and aggrieved feelings rushed into their hearts.
Can this be called unpredictable?
It's unreasonable!
Sister An didn't speak either, but her expression was almost exactly the same. Only An Shuying still stared at Ye Wuque, seeming to have some doubts about Ye Wuque's reason.
"Rookie disciple Ye Wuque, please join the Profound Vein!"
"Deacon Zhang, please!"
Inside the disciple cave, Ye Wuque sounded a polite second time.
result……
"Whirring whirring……"
There was a slight snoring sound from the futon, and Zhang Qinghe seemed to be asleep.
Ye Wuque still stood politely and kept polite, without the slightest impatience on his face, he chose to wait patiently, as if willing to wait for Zhang Qinghe's awakening slowly.
This scene immediately caused the other seven disciples and deacons to blow their beards and stare, and they were about to scold their mother!
Good you drunkard!
We are desperate for Liangcai Meiyu to go to your profound veins, but when you arrive, you are sleeping drunk and sleeping here. You don't even know how to get the stuffed pie that fell from the sky!
unacceptable!
It's too much!
This is not to treat our seven old guys as human beings!
Ta Ta Ta!
When Fatty Li stepped out, he ran to the side of Zhang Qinghe with a constipation expression, then raised his foot and kicked Zhang Qinghe directly on the back with a bang.
"Woke up!"
"You drunkard! If you continue to drink like this, one day you will die to death!"
"Hurry up!"
After three consecutive trips, Fatty Li stopped his hands bitterly, and the other six disciples and deacons also looked indignant, wishing they could see through Zhang Qinghe.
"Huh? Who called me? Please... drink?"
Zhang Qinghe seemed to be reminded by Fatty Li's three legs. He opened his muddled eyes and muttered to himself in a muddled manner. This look immediately made the other seven deacons angry enough.
"Rookie disciple Ye Wuque, please join the Profound Vein!"
"Deacon Zhang, please!"
Ye Wuque on the side said these two sentences for the third time.
Zhang Qinghe seemed to be a little dazed, blinked, and after regaining his clarity, he subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Ye Wuque on the side.
"what?"
Then he stumbled to his feet, full of alcohol, and after subconsciously taking a sip, he looked at Ye Wuque in a daze and said, "You, you want to join the profound veins?"
It seems that Zhang Qinghe is also shocked by Ye Wuque's choice here.
"Yes."
Ye Wuque expressed his position again.
"Yes, sure?"
Zhang Qinghe paused, then asked again, as if he thought he had auditory hallucinations.
"Deacon Zhang, please make it happen."
"Then... all right! Hiccup..."
After a wine hiccup, Zhang Qinghe seemed to be awake for another three points, so he held the wine jar to himself, under the envy, envy and hatred of the disciples and deacons, pointed to the stone wall at the end of the hall and said to Ye Wuque. : "Leave your name on the stone wall, just in the column of the profound veins."
"Yes."
Ye Wuque's figure flashed, and he immediately appeared on the stone wall, leaving the three words "Ye Wuque" in the blank position at the bottom of the profound veins.
"Then follow me...hiccup...let's go...to the profound veins..."
Seeing that Ye Wuque left his name, Zhang Qinghe carried the wine jar towards the outside of the disciple's cave, shaking it three times, as if he would fall at any time.
Ye Wuque immediately followed, and the other seven disciples deacons just watched Ye Wuque disappear after Zhang Qinghe and disappeared from the disciples' cave. They looked at each other and sighed sadly.
However, An Qing Qian's beautiful eyes turned, but her figure flashed, and immediately followed, An Shuying did not stop either.
Outside the disciple cave, the three of Mu Daoqi waited for a long time, and after seeing Ye Wuque coming out again, they immediately followed happily.
"Senior Luck Spirit seems to have left..."
Ye Wuque looked at Dai Lingfeng in the distance, but he didn't see the spirit of luck.
Soon, the group of five people followed Zhang Qinghe down Dai Lingfeng and headed in the direction of the profound veins.
Along the way, many Jiumai disciples passed by. After seeing Ye Wuque, all of them showed awe and awe, but when they saw Zhang Qinghe who was at least swaying, most of them were shocked.
"Is this a candidate for the disciple hole?"
"Is it possible that Ye Wuque chose Profound Vein?"
"Unbelievable!"
...
All of a sudden, the news spread quickly.
But at this moment...
"Junior Brother Ye! Don't leave!"
Xiangfeng rushed towards her face, and An Qingqian rushed over like an elf, and stopped in front of Ye Wuque all of a sudden, staring at Ye Wuque without blinking.
Countless nine-veined disciples from all directions were shocked, and they all stared straight at Ye Wuque! !
"Fuck, fuck! This is... An Qingqian? An Qingqian, the fairy of Xingmai?"
"Xingmai also came to the disciple hole to grab Ye Wuqian?"
"Ye Wuque is the Great Soul Sage of Nirvana!!"
"My God! That's my goddess! The lover of my dreams!"
"Is it your turn? The toad wants to eat swan meat! Not to mention that Brother An Qingqian has been attracted to An Qingqian all the time. It is said that even Senior Brother Wanyang Haowan has been with An Qingqian for a while!"
"I also know about this. It is said that when Senior Brother Wan hadn't soared into the sky, An Qingqian had accidentally helped him. As a result Senior Brother Wan kept remembering. Later, Senior Brother Wan took off by taking the dragon and became the Nine Vessel of our Ancient League. One of the "quasi-lingzi", this incident has always been passed on as a good story!"
"However, An Qingqian's character is strange and strange, like a fairy, it is extremely difficult to figure out, no one knows what she thinks in her heart!"
...
Seeing An Qingqian standing in front of him, Ye Wuque frowned slightly, but before he could speak, An Qingqian's crying voice sounded first! !
"Junior Brother Ye!!"
"You, you obviously bullied others, but you want to leave like this? You, you bitch! Necrotic!!"
boom! !
The moment An Qingqian's two words fell, the countless nine-channel disciples who had been watching the excitement from all directions were struck by lightning, and their hearts roared, and their eyes were all rounded in an instant! !
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