Although he was eager to follow the power, Ye Wushuang was a little unhappy when he randomly treated his servants as his eyewitness. He was afraid that everyone he saw every day would fall into Sima Teng's eyes.

"Report to the lord in charge, a few days ago, a famous woman came to my Sima family and said she was your old friend, so I would like to see you."

"I dare not be good at it, so I have to refuse this woman because I am in seclusion. Who knows that this woman is not a sacred person, but I actually visited the Imperial Capital Branch with the ancestor."

"I had no choice but to ask your servant. I learned that you were missing for many days, so I ordered the servant to report it quickly after I got your whereabouts!"

Sima Teng naturally knew why Ye Wushuang was dissatisfied, so he quickly told Ye Wushuang about the whole story.

Ye Wushuang was stunned. Unexpectedly, the ancestor Sima actually participated in it. It seemed that he was an old friend.

"Okay, I already know this.

Tell the other party that the Imperial Capital Branch will meet tomorrow, tell the ancestor Sima that I want to see him too!"

Ye Wushuang said.

Sima Teng quickly responded, and at the same time he was slightly confused. Why did Ye Wushuang say that Sima Zu was so casual?

Ye Wushuang was casual, Sima Teng didn't dare to be casual, "That woman is easy to talk about. The ancestor is busy with all kinds of things, and his subordinates don't know..." "It's okay, just bring my words to you!"

Ye Wushuang waved his hand and did not want to say much.

Sima Teng had no choice but to shut up, kowtowed and retreated.

"Master, it's rumored that you are a junior of the Sima family today. Why do you feel that the ancestors are so casual?"

Xiao Qingxuan was a little curious about why the Sima family could cooperate with Ye Wushuang in creating momentum.

"Then Sima Patriarch counts you, you have to call Senior Brother."

Ye Wushuang said lightly.

"Senior brother?"

Xiao Qingxuan was stunned, "Master, have you accepted other disciples?"

"What are you talking about? Can you only accept you as your teacher?"

Ye Wushuang said with a smile.

Xiao Qingxuan's face turned red, "I, I don't mean that."

"It's just that you are in your twenties, why did you accept an old monster that is thousands of years old as a disciple? I have such an old senior brother, wouldn't I have grown older myself?"

Xiao Qingxuan pouted.

"Hahaha..." Ye Wushuang couldn't help laughing, "Don't worry Qingxuan, the ancestor Sima was my registered disciple in my previous life. He has done a lot of things these days, and his loyalty is commendable. He made an exception for his master to accept him as a formal disciple."

"This is the gift he gave you when I talked about you that day!"

After saying that, Ye Wushuang flipped his palm and a delicate bead fell on his palm.

This thing was a gift from Sima Zu to this veil-faced junior sister when Ye Wushuang mentioned Xiao Qingxuan.

"Wow, so beautiful!"

Xiao Qingxuan said.

"Since you don't like this senior brother, I won't give you the gift he gave!"

After saying that, Ye Wushuang acted as a gesture to put away the beads.

Xiao Qingxuan was not willing to accept it, so she reached out and grabbed the bead in her hand, "Master, thank you for me!"

Ye Wushuang smiled slightly. It would be great that Xiao Qingxuan could accept a senior brother of over 5,000 who came out of thin air.

Then Xiao Qingxuan chatted with Ye Wushuang for a long time before leaving reluctantly.

The next day, in the Sima Family Shengdu Branch, a woman in white dress sat upright in front of a nine-stringed zither, covering her face with a light gauze, and a cup of fragrant tea in front of her was fragrant.

"Will he come today?"

The woman opened her red lips lightly, and her dreamy eyes were a little nervous and expectant.

The old man with the charm of immortality and Taoism was respectfully accompanied by the seat, "You don't need to worry. Since Master has agreed to come today, he will not break his promise."

A trace of nostalgia flashed in the woman's eyes, "Sima, do you think he still remembers me?"

"Of course, Master is also worried about not showing up easily."

The old man with fairy style and Taoist sects is naturally Sima Zu.

"I know, will it bother him if I just visit him so abruptly?"

The woman was still nervous. After waiting for these days, she went from full of anticipation to uneasy, and her mood changed greatly.

The ancestor Sima shook his head, but he didn't know how to comfort the other party. After all, he was not easy to argue with as a disciple.

The woman pursed her lips and felt nervous. Her fingers couldn't help but brushed her nine-stringed zither, and a sound of talisman naturally flowed out.

The ancestor Sima was stunned and quickly made a spell to isolate the place from the outside world.

Then Sima's ancestor looked at his eyes and his nose and his heart, closed his six consciousnesses, and did not dare to let the notes fall into his ears.

The notes are like water, with longing, anxiety, expectation, and even a hint of resentment, but it is more of a mellow fragrance that has gone through the years.

"Your piano sound is still so wonderful."

A faint sound mixed with the sound of the piano, which actually secretly matched the sound.

"Zheng~" A string broke.

"You are here!"

The gauze moved slightly, and the woman's body trembled slightly.

"I am coming!"

The space moved slightly, and Ye Wushuang's upright figure appeared in front of the woman.

The woman was stunned, a strange figure, a strange face, but a pair of familiar eyes.

The woman turned her eyes to Sima Zu, but Sima Zu had already stood up and knelt down on the ground, "Disciple, please bow to Master!"

"Disciple is good at specializing in it, please punish me!"

Sima Zu naturally refers to revealing Ye Wushuang’s identity and whereabouts to the woman.

Ye Wushuang waved his hand, "Not blamed you, I knew there would be such a day when I redeem the Shenfengjiu String Qin, but I didn't expect her to be so anxious."

"You, are you okay?"

The woman was timid in her hometown and hesitated for a while.

"Xinyun, you have suffered over the years!"

Ye Wushuang spoke, his tone full of gentleness and apology.

The woman is naturally the ancestor of the Qin Demon Sect, Qin Xinyun, and Ye Wushuang was one of the beauty of that time.

The heart of the piano was filled with tears rolling like a broken thread. The ancestor Sima quietly stood up and left the hall, leaving only the man and woman who had been separated for five thousand years.

"When the news of your death came out, do you know how many sleepless nights I spent?"

"I am determined to enter Qianlong Palace and kill the wolf with a white-eyed look. However, I dare not put the master in danger. Don't you blame me, right?"

The longing that Qin Xinyun had accumulated for five thousand years turned into such a sentence at this moment.

Ye Wushuang walked to Qin Xinyun and gently wiped away the tears from her cheeks, just like before.

"Follower, it's a blessing that you can save yourself. How could you blame you?"

Feeling the warmth of Ye Wushuang's fingertips, Qin Xinyun felt soft in her heart, "Since the Shenfengjiu String Qin has been found, why don't you come to see me?"

"Huang Wuji is powerful, I'm afraid you will be involved in right and wrong again."

Ye Wushuang shook his head, "For the sake of the Shenfengjiu String Qin, you have sent out your disciples even though you know it's a trap."

"What should I do if Lin Jiashun finds you?"

"The only thought you left behind is lost over the years of wandering, and I don't want to give up even if there are clues."

"It is rumored that you were assassinated in Qianlong Palace by the rebellious disciple. You were also a saint at the time. How could you let the rebellious disciple succeed easily?"

Qin Xinyun has always been worried about this, and she couldn't help but ask when she met.
Chapter completed!