Soul Emperor Martial God

Ye Shengfu.

The owner’s study.

Before and after the table case, Palace Master Ye and Xiao Yi looked at each other in this way.

His eyes were solemn or icy.

For a long while, Palace Master Ye seemed unable to bear the cold and piercing gaze, and opened his mouth first.

"Little friend Xiao Yi promised that the lord of the palace will not intervene in this matter again."

Palace Master Ye's voice was solemn and imploring.

Xiao Yi's tone was cold, "I don't care about Ye Liu."

"Since it's his choice, I don't want to interfere."

"But killing me Fengsha Temple is divided into hall master and deacon, this matter is within my duty."

Xiao Yi said with a cold face, "The Middle Territory is so big, does Palace Master Ye know the title of Deacon in Eight Halls, how much merit does it need to accumulate to become?"

"A sub-temple master, at his level, how much danger has he experienced? What kind of burden does he bear in the category of his responsibility?"

When Xiao Yi came to Zhongyu at the beginning of the year, he was also promoted step by step from the ordinary eight hall martial artist to the deacon, chief deacon, and branch master.

He knew very well how difficult it is for a sub-temple master to accumulate enough merits.

"Every person with a title represents not only power, but also a proof that he abides by the eight temples' duties and keeps the glory of peace."

"If he really died in a foreign war, I have nothing to say. My eight palaces have their own rules to deal with, and he will never die in vain."

"But he died unclearly, but this is not something I can accept."

Xiao Yi looked at Palace Master Ye directly, "Palace Master Ye should know that this is not just about your Ye Sheng Mansion."

"Destroying Ye Liu's letter, tampering with information, and killing the sub-temple master and deacons of the punishment hall is already provoking the eight halls."

"I hope Palace Master Ye will give me an answer."

Palace Master Ye frowned, "The Palace Master really doesn't know."

"Even if Liu'er returned to the family back then, he still didn't know which power it was."

"In Liu'er's view, the less I know about the Ye family, the safer the Ye family will be."

Xiao Yi sneered, "It doesn't matter if Palace Master Ye doesn't say it, I already said it yesterday, and it's not difficult to check with my ability."

Palace Master Ye's expression changed, "Little friend Xiao Yi is traveling with the saintly lady, why bother..."

Xiao Yi interrupted in a cold voice, "I also said yesterday that I don't even have to check, but I have already guessed."

"A year ago, Ye Liu wanted to find me because of unsolvable crises and troubles, Fang wanted to go to the Fengsha Temple branch hall to leave a letter."

"The time of his accident happened to be the time when Lingyan Pavilion and Supreme Tower stirred Zhongyu during my travels."

"It was also during the time when he was away that news of his death came out. Ling Yange was recruiting midfield powerhouses everywhere, including Tianjiao evildoers."

"It was not long after that period that Ling Yan Pavilion even came to me."

"You..." Palace Master Ye's expression kept changing.

While talking, Xiao Yi stared at the change in Palace Master Ye's expression.

"Okay, Palace Master Ye doesn't need to answer, I already have an answer."

Palace Master Ye suddenly looked ugly, "The Palace Master never said anything..."

Xiao Yi chuckled and interrupted, "Don't worry, I will help the Ye Family deal with the aftermath."

"The Hundred Days Banquet of Little Meteor yesterday, I didn't show my identity."

"And I investigate this matter and there are traces of your Ye family, which will be cleared out later."

Wow...

Xiao Yi's perception instantly covered the entire Ye Sheng Mansion.

After feeling for a while, Xiao Yi withdrew the perception.

"In short, Palace Master Ye, you can rest assured that I will handle this personally, and it will only be more dripping than that person."

"I have never been to your Ye Family, and your Palace Master Ye has never told me anything."

Upon hearing this, Palace Master Ye returned to his normal expression, "Xie Xiaoyi, little friend."

"Farewell." Xiao Yi arched his hands and stood up.

Palace Master Ye didn't speak, but stared directly at Xiao Yi, and couldn't help but say, "Like, too much."

"Like what?" Xiao Yi said in a puzzled voice, remembering Palace Master Ye's past words.

"Palace Master Ye's deceased?"

"Yeah." Palace Master Ye nodded, "You make me feel like that old person."

"I don't know if it's a coincidence. You and my old friend are both named Xiao."

"Oh?" Xiao Yi was puzzled at first, then he was shocked when he remembered something.

"Palace Master Ye is the one who survived on the Demon Sacrifice Day together with you."

Xiao Yi suddenly remembered about the Demon Sacrifice Day.

That Demon Sacrifice Day was about the young Tianjiao of the previous generation. At that time, the Human Race Tianjiao was wiped out, and only a few people left the demon realm alive.

Palace Lord Ye is one of them.

Sure enough, Palace Master Ye nodded, "Yes."

Xiao Yi asked, "What does that old person look like? What information does Palace Master Ye know about him?"

Xiao Yi checked this matter, and also asked Meng Binghe, who had experienced the incident.

But at that time, Meng Binghe knew nothing about it, and the surname Xiao was taboo in the demon realm, so Xiao Yi could not get much information.

Today, Palace Master Ye and the person surnamed Xiao are both deceased and Tianjiao of the Human Race, and they must know more about them.

"This..." Palace Master Ye hesitated.

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, "Palace Master Ye dare not say."

"This matter was blocked by the Eight Palaces, isn't it?"

Palace Master Ye nodded.

Palace Master Ye's reaction was exactly the same as the original Meng Binghe.

"In my current capacity..." Xiao Yi's face was condensed.

Palace Master Ye nodded, "Indeed, you are the Lord of the Eight Palaces, and you don't seem to worry about anything when talking with you."

Xiao Yi looked happy.

Palace Master Ye thought for a while, and slowly opened the chatterbox, "I don't know what that old person looks like."

Xiao Yi frowned, "Isn't Palace Master Ye an old friend with him? Didn't you experience side by side?"

Palace Master Ye nodded and smiled bitterly, "Yes, I have been with him for a long time."

"But he is wearing a mask. I don't know what he looks like."

"Wear a mask?" Xiao Yi frowned even more tightly.

"Yeah." Palace Master Ye nodded, "Back then, I was as old as Liu'er. I was just a young Tianjiao, the young Palace Master of the previous generation of Ye Sheng Mansion, who was practicing outside.

"That's when I met him."

"After that, I practiced for a while together."

"We practice together, kill the enemy together, break out together, and have fun together."

"At that time, I was the Young Master of Ye Sheng Mansion, an ordinary person, but I was not in my eyes."

"But he, he was born to make me feel like he did."

"That kind of feeling, how should I put it, he is full of mystery and doesn't like to talk about the past; but he is a trustworthy guy, very refreshing, and congenial with me."

Palace Master Ye smiled when he recalled his youthful past.

"Experiencing with this guy can sometimes not be a good thing."

"Walking with him, always adventurous, seems to follow him, everywhere is dangerous, wherever it is like stabbing a hornet's nest, there are countless troubles."

"But he often solves these troubles by surprise or even in surprising ways, and he never makes people worry."

"In short, it feels like even if the sky is falling and the earth is falling, with him, there will be no worries."

Xiao Yi asked, "What's his name?"

Palace Master Ye slowly spit out three words, "Xiao Chenfeng."

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