You have a good chance, I accept it.

"Furthermore, there are rumors from the outside world that the Purple-armored God General must be unstoppable by He Dao, but the family knows about family affairs. Only the three of the Purple-armored God General can resist the Hedao-stage monks together."

"Therefore, the safety of this purple-armored god general is related to the safety of our entire Li family. For the sake of the Li family, I came here in person."

Speaking of this, Li Xian'er's mouth showed a trace of bitterness. Now, any Hedao-stage monk in the Li family could be destroyed.

Purple Armor is just a puppet in the end. The last time it was killed in a battle was a severely injured and dying Hedao monk. If it were a Hedao monk in his heyday, even if he had just broken through, he would be far beyond what this Ziji could do. Resistant.

"I see, but this seems strange to me."

Ye Lin rubbed his chin and thought about it. A relative who you don't have much contact with suddenly contacts you and gives you a lot of benefits for no reason. If there is nothing fishy in this, he won't believe it to death.

"Mr. Ye, could you have thought of something?"

Li Xianer looked at Ye Buqu who was deep in thought and asked.

"I thought of something bad. You are very smart. I must have made some guesses."

Ye Buqu touched his chin and said slowly, and glanced at Li Xian'er secretly. He already knew a lot of things in his heart. What else does a very beautiful woman have that others should care about? If there is, then it is only her.

At this moment, a terrifying aura came from the outside world, and the next moment, an old man walked in with a smile on his face, stroking his beard.

"Xian'er, Yun'er, you didn't tell me when we were almost here. This journey must be very difficult, right?"

The old man stroked his beard and squinted his eyes and said with a wretched look on his face.

"Uncle, Xian'er has met uncle."

"Yun'er has met uncle."

When the two women saw the old man, they quickly stood up and bowed and bowed, while the old man smiled and waved hastily.

"Haha, get up, get up, I haven't seen you for decades, and you look so beautiful now."

Li Qitian said with a smile, an imperceptible flash of light flashed in his eyes, and then returned to his original form. Although this light was fleeting, it was still sensitively felt by Ye Buqu.

"Uncle, the journey has been smooth and we haven't encountered any danger. Thank you for your concern, uncle."

Li Xianer said neither humble nor arrogantly.

"That's good, that's good."

After Li Qitian finished speaking with a smile, he looked at Ye Buqu and Tou Tian who were standing aside. When he saw Tou Tian, ​​he frowned and looked a little unhappy.

"Xian'er, I remember that the Li family is very prosperous now, right? If that's the case, why did you bring two beggars here?"

Li Qitian looked a little dissatisfied. There were two beggars, one old and one young. Even the old man's bare feet were covered with mud. It looked like he hadn't taken a bath for hundreds of years.

As for the identity of a monk, he has abandoned it. Even a monk in the foundation-building stage can keep his body clean of dust, let alone his feet full of mud.

The clothes on the old and the young couldn't even afford a pebble on his Ten Thousand Swords Saint Mountain.

The thought of his two beautiful nieces hanging out with two beggars, an old one and a young one, made him feel uncomfortable.

"Uncle, this is Young Master Ye, and this is the old gentleman. The old gentleman and Young Master Ye are together. They are also here to watch the opening ceremony of Ten Thousand Swords Sacred Mountain. We met halfway and happened to be here together."

"Besides, Mr. Ye and the old gentleman helped me a lot."