Chapter 365： Yuhuamen

Upon seeing this, Yang Ming smiled and was about to answer.

Suddenly my heart moved and asked!

"Do you know the Yuhua Gate?"

"What? Yuhuamen! Seniors are Yuhuamen?"

Unexpectedly, when Yang Ming said this, the faces of the people who were wooing Yang Ming with a smile suddenly changed, especially hearing the three words Yuhuamen, it was like hearing the existence of taboo, and their expressions changed drastically!

Chu Tian asked even more, looking up and down Yang Ming.

"Forget it!"

Yang Ming frowned involuntarily and said.

Suddenly Yang Ming felt that everyone's attitude changed immediately.

Looking at Yang Ming, like looking at some incredible existence.

One after another away from Yang Ming, like a plague god.

"What, what happened to Yuhuamen?"

Yang Ming couldn't help but say.

"No...nothing!"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Sorry, I didn't expect that Senior was actually a Yuhua Sect disciple, but looking at Senior's appearance, I'm afraid I just came out of retreat."

Qin Xian'er looked at Yang Ming and said.

"Yes, I did just come out of retreat, what happened?"

Seeing the expression of everyone, Yang Ming couldn't help but deepen his doubts.

"Haha, senior, haha!"

Qin Xian'er and others shook their heads, but stopped answering.

And gradually moving away from Yang Ming, stretching the distance, seeming to avoid something.

If it weren't for Yang Ming's cultivation base in the Secret Realm of Longevity, Yang Ming suspected that they would directly attack him.

"Ok?"

Yang Ming's heart moved, but he did not continue to ask.

There was a dead silence in the crowd!

At this moment, several Guanghua shots suddenly came, and a group of dozens of people fell down.

A group of people appeared, headed by a middle-aged monk.

The breath is powerful, the mana is deep, it is actually the seventh layer of supernatural power, and the master of the golden core has been cultivated.

As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, he immediately bowed his hand to Yang Ming and said politely!

"In Xia Chiyan City, the steward, Chu Bai, met your Excellency, thank you for saving my son, and I also asked him to take a ride. I have ordered the kitchen to prepare a feast to wash the dust for him."

"Bai Butler, this Senior Yang is a Yuhua Clan."

At this moment, Chu Tian looked at Chu Bai and said.

"What! Yuhua Clan person?"

Hearing this, Chu Bai's expression suddenly changed wildly. Not only Chu Bai, but all the masters and masters he had arrived, were shocked!

Then they took Chu Tian and others, turned around and left.

As if Yang Ming was a plague, he was afraid of being infected.

"What's the matter? Big Brother, Master Wucheng Yang, but a longevity cultivator, who has saved Young Master Chutian, shall we leave without saying a word?"

One of the teenagers glanced at Yang Ming suspiciously, and couldn't help asking the man next to him.

"Shhh, shut up, don't mention this person again!"

The man quickly covered the boy's mouth and whispered.

Seeing the young man puzzled, whispered quietly!

"Longevity cultivator is indeed a lofty person. This senior can have such a cultivation level at such an age. In the future, he will definitely become a great figure, but it is a pity that he is a Yuhua clan!"

Having said that, the man sighed deeply, looked at Yang Ming, and said regretfully.

"I'm sorry, senior, senior for saving my life, I, Qin Xian'er, is not unforgettable. I will try my best to help if I find it useful in the future."

At this moment, Qin Xian'er suddenly went and returned, bowed deeply to Yang Ming, apologetic, and then left immediately.

"Strange? Why do they have this expression when I mentioned Yuhuamen, could it?"

Yang Ming nodded and looked at the people leaving, but he was extremely puzzled.