The celestial goddess in the temple, the Immortals in the Clouds indeed dominated the entire sky and even the Qilin Empire.

But now that so many years have passed, the Yangtze River has been pushed forward, and now people only know that there is a smiling tiger son in the temple. There have been no rumors about the new saint, as if it had happened overnight. Personal things are average.

Many people are ashamed and secretly guess.This is probably the fake decoration of the temple that symbolizes the messy status, used to ignorant blind believers.

Bai Ye didn't know, but in a flash, their group could think of so many things.

At this moment, a seemingly kind old man reached out and pulled the little girl back, training with his head down: "Xiao Ru, don't talk nonsense! Why do you think everyone can associate with the eldest lady of the Baili family? Don't make people think Our Lin family is also the kind of person who likes flattery! "

People can not look good, good looks do not necessarily have a good character.

When the old man spoke, he looked at Bai Ye's direction in a meaningful way. As a friend of Miss Baili, it was clear that the latter part of the sentence was about her.

Bai Ye raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Yufeng calmly.

He should be the alchemist who participated on behalf of the Shui Jue family.

The old man is old and has a good temper.

This kind of alchemy master who has worked hard for most of his life, it is estimated that he is very disdainful of this kind of tender shrimp that is unknowingly thick and thick.

"Lao Lin, I haven't seen you for so many years, your temper is still so big! Even if you doubt that others have no skill, don't be so straightforward, anyway, it is the representative of the temple, the distinguished guest of the Baili family, so where does the girl's face go? put?"

At this moment, a young man smiled and stepped forward.

He deliberately moved the temple together with the Baili family, but he didn't mention Bai Ye's alchemist status. Apparently, like Lin Lao, he thought she didn't have the qualification of alchemist at all, and even disdain her alchemy ability. Take a look.

The goods thought they were very good-looking, and turned their faces to show off to Bai Ye.

"Don't you mind, Lao Lin's temper has always been direct, but there is absolutely no malice. Oh yes, forget to introduce myself, I am the Alchemist representative of the Huoque family, you can call me Mochi."

Although he spoke polite words in his mouth, his chin lifted slightly when he looked at Bai Ye, immediately reminding her of the pretentious look of Baili Mushuang.

Bai Ye also responded with a soft smile, but he didn't respond with a faceless face.

"You're so polite, it's too fake. It's not as straightforward as Lao Lin. He will at least not make me feel sick." The implication, this mochi, made her sick.

Aside from what was originally intended to help say a few words, Baili thunder saw Bai Ye's reaction, and he paused to move forward, and the white eyebrow moved, watching with interest.

"Little girl! What are you talking about!" Mo Qihuo was young and vigorous in the end, and was ridiculed by Bai Ye on the spot, and immediately fell behind, angry.

When talking, the inner force of the palm is surging, and it looks like he wants to do it.

This kind of person, Bai Ye didn't take him as an opponent at all, and looked back at the past reluctantly.

At the same time, her whole body of coercion collapsed suddenly after a part of it, so that Moqi immediately felt an overwhelming sense of oppression, and he was shocked to take a step backwards suddenly, and could not speak again.