In the quiet yard.

Bai Changfeng slowly opened his eyes and looked coldly in the direction where Old Mrs. Ye left, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Master of the Sect..." The guard stood aside timidly, unable to help but want to speak several times, but when the words came to his mouth, he held back.

"I know what you want to say. If you want to be Zhan Peng's daughter, I'm afraid she won't have that life!"

Bai Changfeng clenched his fists tightly, and his old face was sneered.

He had just said that the premise of collecting the leaves is that there is no third generation successor of the Medicine Sect...

Unfortunately, he had a granddaughter of his own relatives, and the promise he had just made was naturally ineffective.

Just then—

A very penetrating laughter passed through the void, echoing, causing Bai Changfeng, who was thinking, to frown and look up at the void.

"Haha, Bai Changfeng, the three of us are here to visit you. I wonder if you are welcome?"

In the void, two figures gradually revealed traces.

Those were two old men, with fairy spirit and a calm and unrestrained appearance.

When Bai Changfeng saw these two people, he was a little surprised and asked, "Why are you two? Where is Qiu Shurong?"

“…”

Zheng Qi and Ren Yi were silent.

What should they say?

Tell Bai Changfeng that because Ren Yi shirked the matter of exposing his disciple's whereabouts to Qiu Shurong, Qiu Shurong did not dare to come?

Such a shameful thing cannot be said!

"The third brother has something to do, so we will come," Zheng Qi said without changing his face. "Bai Changfeng, I heard that today is the last day of the competition. I wonder if we are late?"

"It's not too late, the time is just right. But you are not interested in attending the alchemist conference in the past. Why did you send disciples from the Holy Land this year?"

"Oh," Zheng Qi replied casually, "because the one sent by the Holy Land this year is my precious disciple."

Pick.

Bai Changfeng was about to taste the tea when he suddenly heard Zheng Qi's words. He paused his fingers, and the cup slid from his palm and fell to pieces on the ground.

"Your apprentice is here?"

He raised his head in surprise, with a clear shock in his eyes.

These old guys accepted an apprentice a few years ago, but they treasured it like treasures. How could they bear to take it out now?

etc……

Bai Changfeng suddenly remembered the report two days ago, saying that Ye Ying had a dispute with a disciple of the Holy Land, and even wanted to drive the disciple of the Holy Land.

Could it be...that disciple is the three elders' precious disciple?

"Two, what is your apprentice's origin and what is its name?" Bai Changfeng asked with a graceful smile.

"My apprentice..."

Ren Yi was about to answer, but Zheng Qi hurriedly winked at him and stopped him from saying anything.

"Master Bai Sect, are you uneasy?" He smiled and turned to Bai Changfeng, with a slight tilted corner of his lips slightly, "My disciple is not only our heart-to-heart treasure, but the Holy Lord also likes her very much. Even the Holy Lord's daughter was sent to her to become a follower. So... do you still want to compete with me?"

This bastard dared to inquire about the origin of his apprentice. He just wanted to use a black hand behind his back and planned to steal his precious apprentice and dream about it!

Bai Changfeng's face froze, and his face was covered with a thin layer of anger: "Elder Zheng Qi, what do you mean? Will I compete with you for the apprentice? I am that kind of person? Let me tell you, I don't care about your disciples. I have a granddaughter. My granddaughter's alchemy technique will not be worse than your apprentice!"
Chapter completed!