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Chapter 877

Looking at the bead in his hand, Ye Long felt that time was as if it was still.

He opened his eyes blankly, as if he was trapped in endless memories.

He was so familiar with this bead that he could even feel it even with his eyes closed.

"Han Xue!"

"Han Xue!" Ye Long seemed to have lost all his fighting spirit at this moment, and the black fog on his body dissipated and disappeared.

His whole body seemed to be limp and his face was dull.

Ye Yang stopped and walked towards Ye Long step by step.

Ye Long kept looking at the bead in his hand, which was the token of love he gave to his wife back then.

Decades have passed, and the storms have changed.

Since the battle on the island, everything has been like passing clouds.

"Furious Pluto Decision, Ye Yang? I understand, I understand!" Ye Long kept silently reciting, and suddenly raised his head and stared at Ye Yang.

"What do you understand?" Ye Yang stopped in front of Ye Long and looked at him quietly.

Ye Long stood up from the ground, holding the bead in his hand, and he forced himself to not let his tears fall.

Ye Long lost everything.

At this time, he no longer planned to fight Ye Yang.

Ye Long said, "I understand, you are my grandson, right?"

Ye Long asked.

Ye Yang took a deep breath and closed his eyes slowly.

When Ye Long saw Ye Yang's expression, he trembled all over and laughed, but his smile seemed to be crying, which was extremely ugly.

"How is she now?" Ye Long asked.

"Go away."

"Leave?" Ye Long looked in disbelief.

Ye Yang nodded: "He left and died at Chen Daoqing's hands. Before she died, her biggest wish was to see you. Today, I came with her regrets. Ye Long, you owe her too much."

Ye Long's body trembled, he raised his head and tears kept falling down.

He was trembling as if he had been touched.

After a while, Ye Long said, "You are Fengyun's son, right? No wonder I felt his breath from you. It turns out that you are his son."

"My father was killed by Ye Qingtian. I killed Ye Qingtian with my own hands. Too many things happened in the Ye family, and the tea was cold when people left."

When Ye Long heard these words, he slowly sat down on the stone.

He lost too much.

At this moment, when he learned about the Ye family, Ye Long leaned on the rock without hesitation. He took a deep breath and no longer had any fighting spirit.

"No more fight." Ye Yang shook his head.

His aftermath looked into the sky, and the dazzling light shone down, making him unable to open his eyes.

After saying this, Ye Long said again: "I won't fight you anymore. You should vent all your hatred and anger. After killing me, you will return it and take good care of the rest of the Ye family. It can be regarded as avenging your grandma."

When Ye Long's words fell, Ye Yang grabbed Ye Long's collar and stared at him: "I will stand here today, just to kill you. You owe the Ye family too much, because you, your family is destroyed, your wife is separated, and your brothers are killed. All of this is caused by you."

"I promised them that I would go back with your head."

Ye Long did not speak and slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Ye Yang's fist was already clenched and he smashed it hard towards Ye Long's chest.

But at this moment, Ye Yang's heart trembled, and all his unwillingness turned into anger at this moment, and he shouted: "Ye Long, do you think I dare not kill you?"

After the words came to his voice, his fist had already hit Ye Long's heart.

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