After discussing some details, the two felt that there was no problem, so they sneaked out of the imperial city, turned around and came to a secret place.

In a hall in the secret realm, the two met their ancestor, Xia Kun.

Xia Kun looks like an elderly middle-aged man, with a face like a knife, with a pair of broad and thick eyebrows, and a pair of sharp eyes under the eyebrows, not angry and majestic.

He was sitting cross-legged on the futon, and there was a strange long sword in front of him. The blade of the long sword was very wide, spreading to the tip of the sword, splitting into two thin sharp blades, spiraling like a snake.

"See the ancestor." After the two saluted respectfully, they sat on the chair beside them under the sign of Venerable Xia Kun.

Standing up, Xia Kun walked slowly to the table, sat down, looked at the two of them with a smile, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile, "You two joined hands, what's the matter?"

The Seventh Prince and Xia Nuoxue would come to visit occasionally, but most of the time they were alone, and now they came together, obviously looking for him on something.

With a slight smile, Xia Nuoxue blinked mischievously, poured a cup of tea for each of the three, and blamed each other, "Old Ancestor, it seems that we have to find you if we have something to do. Could it be that Nuo Xue usually doesn't Is it filial to you?"

"Filial piety, filial piety!" Xia Kun said flatteringly, with a smile in his eyes, and they chatted for a while.

Under Xia Nuoxue's several hints, the Seventh Prince sighed helplessly in his heart, changed his voice, and said, "Old Ancestor, do you know what happened recently?"

"Hmm...you are talking about the Huayu Sect, Qin Ming?" After a slight pause, Xia Kun asked tentatively.

"That's right, Patriarch, what do you think of Qin Ming? What do you think of him?" Slowly turning the teacup in his hand, the Seventh Prince continued to ask with a look of joy on his face.

"Qin Ming," lowering his head, Xia Kun said in a deep voice, "This is an unparalleled genius, as long as he doesn't die, he will definitely be in the Continent of Wind and Cloud."

Xia Nuoxue and the Seventh Prince looked at each other, and they both saw a gleam of joy in each other's eyes. The ancestor recognized Qin Ming, so the next thing will be much easier to talk about.

"What exactly do you want to say? Just say it." With a faint smile, Xia Kun took a sip of tea and said directly.

"Ancestor, do you think we can form an alliance with Qin Ming? Since the ancestor also thinks that he is talented and will become a man of the day, why don't we ride on this boat?" With expectations in his eyes, the Seventh Prince pointed his finger Some trembling slightly, the bottom of my heart is nervous, but what I can say is orderly.

Xia Nuoxue also chimed in and said, "Yes, patriarch, Qin Ming is only in his twenties, and his alchemy and martial arts are unparalleled in the world. We have made a bet, we can't just watch others take advantage of it."

Looking at Xia Nuoxue with a strange expression, Xia Kun smiled a little and said, "Nuo Xue, you say that Qin Ming is good, do you like him?"

The girl's face turned crimson, and she said anxiously and shyly, "Why, I'm not telling the truth!"

Tapping the table with his fingers rhythmically, Xia Kun didn't continue to tease the young man. He looked at the teacup, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked tentatively, "Do you want me to form an alliance with the Qin family?"

Xia Nuoxue and the Seventh Prince looked at Xia Kun expectantly.

"Yes!" Xia Kun stopped tapping his fingers on the table and said calmly.