Emperor Sovereign Martial Soul

3"Senior is bold!" Wu Hao said to Old Man Murong Jian with a relaxed face and a slight smile.    

    

It was impossible to tell in the slightest that he was talking to a senior, because the manner in which he revealed himself was too casual.    

    

When it fell into the Old Man Murong Jian's eyes, he would naturally be greatly appreciated by the other party.    

    

As an old monster that had lived for thousands of years, there were very few people who could touch his heartstrings normally.    

    

But now, Wu Hao's performance had touched his heartstrings.    

    

He saw his own shadow of back then on Wu Hao's body.    

    

"Junior, you have even more courage! No matter if it is your courage in crossing the endless Northern Sea Region, or your calm manner when conversing with this old man, it all shows that your heart and shrewdness are very unfathomable!"    

    

"Hehe, Senior, you're too kind!"    

    

"Mm, he knows how to be modest. This is even better!" The Old Man Murong Jian said to him once again.    

    

Originally, he had planned to ask Wu Hao about the situation in the outside world first. However, the moment he sat down, a spatial ring brought up so many topics.    

    

At this time, what the Old Man Murong Jian wanted to know was, he still did not know. Instead, Wu Hao had a rough understanding of the old man.    

    

After a while, he finally reacted.    

    

Cough cough!    

    

He coughed dryly a few times, took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and introduced himself to Wu Hao: "Junior, this old one's surname is Murong, with a single name! I've already told you about this old one just now. Now, tell me about yourself and the situation in the outside world! "    

    

Hearing that, Wu Hao gave a simple introduction of his background, and then briefly described the current situation of the overseas Martial Cultivation World s.    

    

When the old man heard this, he could only sigh at the decline in cultivation.    

    

Because of this, Wu Hao kept silent.    

    

After that, a long time passed.    

    

Wu Hao began to ask again about the matters of this world before him.    

    

At this moment, something was happening outside the courtyard.    

    

Wu Hao entered the courtyard.    

    

The charming white clothed youth, Lin Feng, immediately revealed an evil look. He sneaked a glance at Xiao Cui, his heart becoming restless.    

    

He looked at Murong Zixuan who was standing at the same place without leaving, and frowned at first, but then his spirit energy moved, and his expression immediately stiffened.    

    

He walked up to Xiao Cui, stared at her and coldly said: "The ancestor said that he wanted me to send you to your room. Your master and the ancestor will need to talk for a period of time.    

    

Hearing that, Xiao Cui frowned, she raised her head to look at his cold face, her heart trembling.    

    

"This young master …" That... Thank you very much! " Xiao Cui did not think too much. Since the master of this place had already arranged a place for her to stay, if she were to delay it for a few days, it would be too heartless of her.    

    

"Follow me!" "Hmph …" I have to personally bring you there. If it wasn't for your master being highly regarded by the ancestor, I wouldn't even bother to bring you around! " Hearing that, Lin Feng's heart was initially happy, but immediately after, he pretended to mutter in disdain and left. Xiao Cui quickly bade farewell to Murong Zixuan, and quickly followed.    

    

Looking at their departing figures, Murong Zixuan could not help but frown.    

    

He had a nagging feeling that something was wrong, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.    

    

After that, he shook his head and decided not to think too much about it.