Immortal-cultivating son-in-law of a beautiful president

Who is he?
Doubts arose in Ye Xuanyuan's heart.

Could it be that they are members of the Bible Organization?
But how did they know what happened here?
Could it be that there is something wrong with Sun Tianhai again?

Thinking of this, Ye Xuanyuan hurriedly took out his phone and sent a message to Sun Tianhai.

Ask him to check Hongye's status and give himself a video reply.

Putting down the phone, the man in black robe crossed the road and walked towards him.

Ye Xuanyuan was not afraid at all. Even with the blessing of spiritual veins, this person's strength was far from his own.

Ye Xuanyuan simply straightened his sleeves, got out of the car calmly, and looked at the man.

"Hello, Mr. Ye."

When he came close, the man stretched out his hand in a friendly manner, took off his coat and hat, and took off his sunglasses.

Ye Xuanyuan had just seen clearly his face hidden under his hood.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, a high bridge of nose, besides being handsome, Ye Xuanyuan looked familiar.

He stared at the man's handsome face for a moment, and suddenly realized.

The man is Wang Qian, a popular movie star in China today.

At only [-] years old, with superb acting skills that are not inferior to the old actors, he has his own one-acre three-point land in the entertainment industry.

In the entire network, Wang Qian has hundreds of millions of loyal fans. Every major film festival and TV festival awards, there will always be his name.

This is a star idol who can be regarded as the top existence in the entertainment industry regardless of acting skills and traffic.

No wonder, he had to dress up so tightly, like a man in black.

However, after seeing who came, Ye Xuanyuan's doubts deepened.

He didn't remember that he had any interaction with this Wang Qian.

Not to mention, such a big star usually walks back and forth between several big cities such as the Imperial Capital, and even a small place like Hangzhou would not even take a look at it.

"You... know me?" Ye Xuanyuan asked.

The same is a cultivator, and the other party is a cultivator who has opened the spiritual vein, Ye Xuanyuan can't understand his inner thoughts.

"Probably." Wang Qian nodded, with a faint smile on his face all the time, giving people a kind of affinity.

Is this the quality of a popular star, Ye Xuanyuan cursed in his heart.

"Are you free? I would like to invite Mr. Ye for a cup of coffee." Wang Qian asked.

"Okay!" Ye Xuanyuan nodded, he didn't feel any hostility from Wang Qian.

Ten minutes later, the two came to a petty bourgeoisie coffee shop at the corner across the street.

Wang Qian put on its sunglasses and hat again to avoid being discovered.

The two came to the second floor and sat down by the window, and Wang Qian ordered a latte for Ye Xuanyuan.

"Tell me, why did you come all the way here to find me?" Ye Xuanyuan asked with a smile.

"Mr. Ye, may I ask, do you know the Bible organization?" Wang Qian said.

Hearing this, an imperceptible light flashed in Ye Xuanyuan's eyes.

He shook his head, pretending not to know: "The Bible organization? I haven't heard of it."

Wang Qian smiled: "Mr. Ye, you don't have to hide it, I think you must know."

"Before I came, I had already investigated. This time, the Bible organization sent a total of three people from Suzhou and Hangzhou!"

"Now, two people have been killed and one person has been captured, and you are the only immortal cultivator in Suzhou and Hangzhou!"

"I really can't think of any more possibilities other than your doing it."

At this time, the waiter brought up two cups of coffee and placed them in front of the two of them.

"You two are slow to use, if you need any other services, you can call me anytime!"

Ye Xuanyuan picked up the coffee and took a sip, it was a bit bitter, so he added some sugar.

"I don't like to beat around the bush, so just tell me, why are you looking for me?" Ye Xuanyuan said bluntly.

Wang Qian smiled: "Then I will take it as your admission."

After finishing speaking, Wang Qian reached out, took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it over.

"This is my identity, of course, not the external layer." Wang Qian said.

Ye Xuanyuan took the business card, glanced at it, and murmured, "Ghost Valley Sect?"

"You're still the director of the office! You're quite a big official."

After finishing speaking, Ye Xuanyuan threw the business card back to Wang Qian.

He has no interest in this so-called Ghost Valley Sect.

Come to think of it, it is also the same organization of immortals as the Bible.

After being baptized by the bible organization, Ye Xuanyuan was not surprised that there were other immortal cultivators in the country.

Come to think of it, when the master told him that he would be the last remaining immortal cultivator in this world, he was lying to him.

As for the purpose of Master doing this, it might just be to protect Ye Xuanyuan.

After all, Ye Xuanyuan back then was a fledgling, thought highly of himself, and wanted to compete with everyone he saw.

It's just that these years of lonely life have smoothed the edges and corners of his body, making him calm and calm when things happen.

"You're looking for me, what's the matter?" Ye Xuanyuan drank the coffee in one gulp regardless of the temperature of the coffee.

"If it's okay, I have to go down, my brother, the bath is about to finish."

"Wait!" Wang Qian was a little anxious.

"Aren't you curious, what kind of organization is Guigu Sect?"

Ye Xuanyuan shook his head, got up and left. "Not interested in."

"Wait!" Wang Qian stopped him again.

"In that case, let me make a long story short!"

"Ghost Valley Sect is a church formed by the immortal cultivators in Huaguo to deal with the Bible organization."

"The purpose of my seeking you this time is very simple, to invite you to join the Ghost Valley Sect!"