Chapter 94
Qian Qingqing had no room to resist, she was carried on Qingluan Douluo's shoulders, just like carrying a kitten, her thin body made Qingluan Douluo frown slightly.

On the way, Guangling Douluo came to look for Qingluan Douluo. The two looked at each other, and Guangling Douluo turned his attention to Qian Qingqing who was on Qingluan Douluo's shoulder. who?"

With that said, Guangling Douluo was about to go behind Qingluan Douluo to see Qian Qingqing's appearance.

Qingluan Douluo deliberately avoided Guangling Douluo's peeping, and he said seriously: "An old friend."

"An old friend?"

Guangling Douluo frowned slightly, what kind of old man didn't want him to know?
Thinking about it, Guangling Douluo became more and more interested.

He looked at Qingluan Douluo gossipingly, showing a melon-eating expression, as if he cared a lot about who the woman on Qingluan Douluo's shoulder was.

Qingluan Douluo looked at him, didn't care what he thought of him, and just continued: "Do you still remember what I told you about the changes in the young master's aura?"

"remember."

Guangling Douluo nodded, seeing that Qingluan Douluo became serious, he didn't play around anymore.

I saw him with his hands on his hips, frowning and thinking, and he was also waiting for Qingluan Douluo's next words.

"She has the breath of the young master before."

Qingluan Douluo said.

"Young Master's previous breath? What do you mean?"

Guangling Douluo was a little puzzled.

"When the young master awakened his martial soul when he was seven years old, I had a vision. After that vision, I noticed that the young master's aura had changed, but because I didn't find anything abnormal in the young master, I thought it was because of the Martial Soul, until a few days ago when the vision reappeared and the young master descended from the sky, I didn't realize that the two of them are not the same person."

Listening to Qingluan Douluo's analysis, Guangling Douluo also felt that something was wrong.

In fact, not only Qingluan Douluo was aware of it, he was also aware of it, but because of uncertainty, he didn't make a sound, who knew that his third brother thought exactly the same as him.

"so."

Guangling Douluo's eyes flashed, and he looked at Qian Qingqing who was on Qingluan Douluo's shoulder, "Is she the young master from before?"

"kindness."

Although he didn't want to admit it, Qingluan Douluo nodded.

The sudden appearance of two young masters gave him a headache too.

"Does brother know about this?"

Guangling Douluo asked.

"You and I have both noticed. It is impossible for the elder brother to not notice at all. If he doesn't say anything, he should be thinking about something."

"Just not sure."

Guangling Douluo said: "By the way, why does this fake young master have the same appearance as the young master?"

"What a false young master."

Qingluan Douluo frowned and said: "Before the matter is clarified, no one knows which one is the young master."

"Is it still necessary to figure it out? When the young master descended from the sky last time, the entire Wuhun Hall could see her martial spirit clearly, and she can control the angelic sword. It would be strange to say that she is not the real young master."

Guangling Douluo was observing Qingluan Douluo's expression while talking, he never thought that Qingluan Douluo, who is usually indifferent, would speak for a counterfeit.

"..."

Qian Qingqing, who was carried on Qingluan Douluo's shoulders, felt extremely uncomfortable.

She stretched out her hand and patted Qingluan Douluo's back, her voice was as weak as a mosquito: "Can you let me down first, two grandpas, I am really uncomfortable..."

"..."

Qingluan Douluo listened, he glanced sideways at Qian Qingqing, for a moment he forgot that it would be uncomfortable to carry someone like this.

He put Qian Qingqing down, and reached out to support her.

"Well, it's somewhat similar to the young master."

Taking advantage of the time when Qian Qingqing was put down, Guangling Douluo took a closer look at Qian Qingqing's appearance.

Although it is not authentic to say that he is a counterfeit, but the words are not rough, Qian Qingqing is indeed not their young master.

Qian Qingqing naturally listened to all their words.

Facing the analysis of the two of them, Qian Qingqing was not shocked.

After all, it was something that would happen sooner or later, and she had already expected it.

"Who are you and what is your name?"

Guangling Douluo asked, but he didn't have any hostility towards Qian Qingqing.

Qian Qingqing glanced at him and said, "Qian Qingqing."

"Qian Qingqing?"

Guangling Douluo nodded nonchalantly, and continued to ask: "Why do you pretend to be the young master?"

"It's not fake."

Qian Qingqing has a headache.

How did she meet these two?
"what is that?"

Now Guangling Douluo is very interested to know how Qian Qingqing turned into Qian Renxue's appearance, and how she kept her secrets for so many years.

"..."

At this time, Qian Qingqing felt very distressed when she was caught asking her, after all, she hadn't figured out any reason to deceive these two.

And just when Qian Qingqing was in trouble, Qian Renxue appeared.

"Grandpa Guangling, Grandpa Qingluan."

Qian Renxue came from the other side. She saluted Guangling and Qingluan first, and then looked at Qian Qingqing.

"Little Snow."

"Cher?"

Qingluan Douluo and Guangling Douluo spoke at the same time, and they looked at Qian Renxue together, as if they were a little surprised by her appearance.

Qian Qingqing also looked at Qian Renxue, she asked Qian Renxue for help, Qian Renxue nodded slightly, walked up to Qingluan Douluo and said: "Grandpa Qingluan, Qingqing's matter is a long story, wait until later." When I have a chance, I will explain to you that now Qingqing can't stay in the Wuhun Hall, and please ask Grandpa Qingluan and Grandpa Guangling to let Qingqing leave and don't make any noise about her."

Let her go?

Qingluan Douluo and Guangling Douluo looked at each other, but didn't say much.

Qingluan Douluo handed the person to Qian Renxue, Qian Renxue reached out to support Qian Qingqing, "Qingqing."

She called out a little worried.

Qian Qingqing glanced at Qian Renxue, shook her head, "I'm fine."

"I'll send you away."

Qian Renxue said, "I already know about the temple, I want to know, what exactly are you going to do?"

Being supported by Qian Renxue, Qian Qingqing walked step by step, she chose to remain silent, and did not know how to explain these things clearly to Qian Renxue.

In the beginning, she founded the temple to strengthen the Wuhun Temple, but now she doesn't think so.

Instead of betting on the balance, it is better to become the scale yourself, maybe it will be better for everyone.

Taking advantage of the momentum of the Wuhun Palace to come to this day, and now choosing to give up consolidating the Wuhun Palace, Qian Qingqing also feels that she is a bit of a white-eyed wolf, but she has paid a lot to the people of the Wuhun Palace, which can be regarded as a big deal. On the contrary, at least there will be no sense of guilt in my heart.

Along the way, Qian Qingqing didn't speak, and Qian Renxue saw that she didn't want to talk, so she didn't ask.

After all, all her cultivation comes from Qian Qingqing.

After sending Qian Qingqing away, Qian Renxue returned to the Elder Hall.

In the Elder's Hall, Qian Daoliu looked dignified. He looked at the statue of the angel in front of him, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)

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