Chapter 4176 This is
the Xuanmai!!
Ye Wuque's choice is the Xuanmai among the nine veins!
As for the reason?
Naturally, it is because Fang Qingyang is from the Xuanmai!
This is the truth that Ye Wuque got from the stone wall.
And he entered the Ancient Alliance to track down all the clues of Fang Qingyang, so no matter how exaggerated the other seven veins said, Ye Wuque would not care, and he had already made a plan.
The seven stunned disciples and deacons thought that there was something wrong with their ears, and they all stared blankly at Ye Wuque who was holding his fists and bowing.
The An sisters were stunned.
Especially An Qingqian, her foxy face was full of astonishment, her red lips slightly opened, exuding an extremely seductive color.
An Shuying's beautiful eyes flickered, staring at Ye Wuque, as if she wanted to see through this mysterious newcomer Ye Wuque.
On the futon, Zhang Qinghe, who was lying on it, seemed to have fallen asleep drunkenly, and he couldn't even hold the wine jar in his hand steadily, as if he didn't hear what Ye Wuque said at all.
At this moment, the seven disciples and stewards who were already stunned felt even more uncomfortable!
"Wuque! How could you choose Xuanmai?"
"Won't you consider it again?"
"Wuque, as long as you come to our Yumai, we will definitely satisfy you!"
"Wuque..."
The seven disciples and stewards could no longer hold back, and they all wanted to howl, hoping to make a final effort.
However, Ye Wuque turned around gently, clasped his fists and bowed to the seven disciples and stewards and said lightly: "Thank you for your kindness, stewards, but the disciple has made up his mind, please help me."
As soon as these words came out, the seven disciples and stewards were immediately stagnant!
Ye Wuque had said so much, and it would not work to force it. He couldn't force it, that would be too inhumane.
Suddenly, the stewards sighed and looked at Zhang Qinghe who was lying on the ground, with envy, jealousy and hatred in their eyes that were not concealed!
"This drunkard has really found a treasure!"
"Tell me, how can we reason with this?"
"That's right! Ye Wuque is a peerless talent, comparable to the talents of the five spirit children!!"
At this moment...
"Excuse me, Junior Brother Ye, can you tell me why you chose the Xuanmai?"
An Shuying suddenly spoke in a clear and elegant voice.
This question also attracted the attention of the other disciples and deacons again, and they all looked at Ye Wuque.
Yes!
Why did you choose the Xuanmai?
Among the nine veins of the ancient alliance, the Xuanmai is only average, not up or down, not the top, and Zhang Qinghe looks like this, without any sincerity at all. What is the reason for Ye Wuque to choose the Xuanmai?
"There is no special reason. If I have to say, one is that I personally like the word "Xuan", and the other is that Deacon Zhang gives me a sense of mystery, which makes me yearn for the Xuanmai."
"Besides, I believe that no matter which vein it is, it doesn't make much difference to me."
Ye Wuque said lightly and sincerely, especially the last sentence, with a hint of just the right amount of domineering and confidence.
Damn!
Unfathomable?
Zhang Qinghe?
That's it?
Just like that?
The seven disciples and stewards were once again confused, and subconsciously all looked at Zhang Qinghe who was lying on the ground, and a sense of discomfort and frustration surged in their hearts.
Can this be called unfathomable?
It's too unreasonable!
The An sisters did not speak, but their expressions were almost the same. Only An Shuying was still staring at Ye Wuque, and seemed to doubt Ye Wuque's reason.
"New disciple Ye Wuque, I beg to join Xuanmai!"
"Please help me, Steward Zhang!"
Ye Wuque's polite voice sounded for the second time in the disciple cave.
As a result...
"Huff, huh, huh..."
There was a slight snoring sound from the futon, and Zhang Qinghe seemed to have fallen asleep.
Ye Wuque still stood politely, maintaining a salute, without any impatience on his face, and chose to wait patiently, as if he was willing to wait slowly for Zhang Qinghe to wake up.
This scene immediately made the other seven disciples and deacons so angry that they were about to curse in their hearts!
You are such a drunkard!
The talented and beautiful jade we have been looking for went to your Xuanmai, but you are here drunk and sleeping soundly. You don’t even know how to take the pie that fell from the sky and hit your face!
Too much!
It’s really too much!
This is not treating us seven old guys as human beings!
Tap, tap, tap!
Fatty Li took a step and ran to the side of Zhang Qinghe in a few seconds, with a constipated expression on his face, then raised his foot and kicked Zhang Qinghe on the back with a bang.
"Get up!"
"You drunkard! If you keep drinking like this, sooner or later you will drink to death!"
"Get up quickly!"
After three kicks, Fatty Li stopped with a look of hatred, and the other six disciples and deacons also looked indignant, wishing they could see through Zhang Qinghe with their eyes.
"Hmm? Who called me? Treat me...to a drink?"
Zhang Qinghe seemed to be reminded by Fatty Li's three kicks. He opened his cloudy and confused eyes and muttered to himself in a daze. This look immediately angered the other seven deacons.
"New disciple Ye Wuque, I beg to join Xuanmai!"
"Please help me, Deacon Zhang!"
Ye Wuque said these two sentences for the third time.
Zhang Qinghe seemed to be still a little confused. He blinked his eyes and regained a bit of clarity. Then he subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Ye Wuque beside him.
"Ah?"
Then he stood up stumblingly, reeking of alcohol. He subconsciously took a sip of wine and then stared at Ye Wuque in a daze and said, "You, you want to join Xuanmai?"
It seemed that Zhang Qinghe was also very shocked by Ye Wuque's choice.
"Yes."
Ye Wuque expressed his opinion again.
"Are you sure?"
Zhang Qinghe paused and asked again, as if he thought he was hallucinating.
"Please help me, Deacon Zhang."
"Then... OK! Hiccup..."
After a burp, Zhang Qinghe seemed to be a little more sober. He just carried the wine jar by himself, and under the envious and jealous eyes of the disciples and deacons, he 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 Xuanmai."
"Yes, sir."
Ye Wuque flashed and immediately appeared on the stone wall, leaving the three words "Ye Wuque" in the blank space at the bottom of Xuanmai.
"Then follow me...hiccup...let's go...to Xuanmai..."
Seeing that Ye Wuque left his name, Zhang Qinghe carried the wine jar and headed out of the disciple cave, swaying with every step, as if he would fall at any time.
Ye Wuque followed immediately, and the other seven disciples and stewards just watched Ye Wuque disappear outside the disciple cave behind Zhang Qinghe. They looked at each other and sighed sadly.
However, An Qingqian's beautiful eyes turned, and she flashed and followed immediately. An Shuying did not stop either.
Outside the disciple cave, Mu Daoqi and the other two waited for a long time. When they saw Ye Wuque come out again, they immediately followed happily.
"It seems that Senior Spirit of Luck has left..."
Ye Wuque looked at Dai Lingfeng from a distance, but did not see the Spirit of Luck, and had some guesses in his mind.
Soon, a group of five people followed Zhang Qinghe down Dai Lingfeng and headed towards the direction of Xuanmai.
Along the way, many Nine Veins disciples passed by. When they saw Ye Wuque, they all showed awe and amazement in their eyes. However, when they saw Zhang Qinghe walking at least unsteadily, most of them were shocked.
"Is this the disciple cave selecting people?"
"Did Ye Wuque choose Xuanmai?"
"Unbelievable!"
...
For a while, the news spread quickly.
But at this moment...
"Junior Brother Ye! Don't leave!"
With a fragrant breeze blowing in her face, An Qingqian rushed over like an elf and blocked Ye Wuque in front of her, staring at Ye Wuque with her beautiful eyes, without blinking.
Countless Nine Veins disciples from all directions were shocked, and they all stared at Ye Wuque! !
“Fuck, fuck!! This is... An Qingqian? An Qingqian, the fairy from Xingmai?”
“Xingmai has also come to the disciple cave to snatch Ye Wuque?”
“Ye Wuque is the Great Soul Saint of Silence!!”
“Oh my God! That’s my goddess! My dream lover!”
“Is it your turn? A toad wanting to eat swan meat! Not to mention that Senior Brother Cheng Tianducheng has fallen in love with An Qingqian at first sight, it is said that even Senior Brother Wan Yanghao has been with An Qingqian for some time!” “
I know about this, too. It is said that when Senior Brother Wan had not yet soared into the sky, An Qingqian once helped him inadvertently. As a result, Senior Brother Wan always remembered it. Later, Senior Brother Wan rode a dragon to soar and became one of the ‘quasi-spiritual sons’ of the Nine Veins of our Ancient Alliance. This matter has always been passed down as a good story!”
“But An Qingqian’s personality is eccentric, as difficult to figure out as a fairy. No one knows what she is thinking!”
…
Looking at An Qingqian who was blocking his way, Ye Wuque frowned slightly, but before he could speak, An Qingqian's tearful voice sounded first! !
"Junior Brother Ye!"
"You, you clearly bullied others, but you want to just walk away like this? You, you are such a heartless man! You are so bad!!"
Boom! !
The moment An Qingqian finished these two sentences, countless Nine Veins disciples who were originally watching the excitement from all directions were struck by lightning, their hearts and minds roared, and their eyes were all wide open in an instant! !