Night falls silently, and the vast white earth and the dark sky form a sharp contrast from a distance.
The candlelight floating in the evening wind is like a beacon guiding wanderers home. Even though the cold wind is getting stronger, the candlelight is still floating proudly.
Pushing the wheelchair, Ye Chen looked at a building in front of him that didn't look grand but had a grand feeling.
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar courtyard in front of him, a trace of reminiscence appeared in Ye Chen's eyes. He lived here many years ago, but was later driven to that servant's courtyard by the Ye family, but now he is standing here again.
But Ye Chen couldn't find the same feeling he had before. It turned out that the most familiar things were no match for the ruthless knife of time.
In the cold wind, the lights in front of the attic were slightly dim, but the three figures were still vaguely visible.
There was a slight pause in his steps, and when Ye Chen's eyes touched one of the figures, his eyes softened.
Whenever and wherever that figure was, it was home. Pushing the wheelchair, Ye Chen strode forward a few steps.
In front of the door, two big men were wearing gleaming armor, looking forward with extremely sharp eyes. They were obviously the guards of this courtyard. And between the two guards was a woman, wearing a simple dress.
The little bit of white hair stood out among the full head of black hair, and it was clearly Lan Gu. When the figures of Ye Chen and Lan Gu appeared in Lan Gu's sight, a heartfelt smile burst out on his face.
The two guards standing next to Lan Gu knelt down on one knee with respectful expressions and shouted: "I have seen the young master!"
In response, Ye Chen said casually: "Get up!" After saying that, Ye Chen smiled at Lan Gu and said: "It's not easy to get out of seclusion, but I'm starving to death!"
"Yes! Yes! I'm starving!" Second Meng's clear eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky in the dark night, and said playfully.
Lan Gu looked at Er Meng lovingly, patted the snowflakes from Er Meng's hair with her calloused right hand, and said with a chuckle: "Okay! As long as little Meng'er wants to eat, Lan Gu will make it for you!"
"It's getting cold, Lan Gu. Let's go inside!" Ye Chen took off the cloak from behind and tied it around Lan Gu's body, while holding Lan Gu's hand and walking towards the courtyard.
Under two extremely respectful gazes, the figures of Ye Chen and the others gradually disappeared in the faint light, and whispers spread among the two guards:
"Tsk tsk, this head of the family is really young and promising, and he doesn't have any of the arrogance that young people have!"
"That's right! Don't even look at who the head of the family is! He is the genius of our Ye family and the pride of our Ye family!"
In the cold wind, the whispers were small, but with Ye Chen's strength, he could naturally hear them very clearly. In response, Ye Chen smiled faintly. Once upon a time, these two guards were still sarcastic to him, but now they are praising them.
If you lose yourself, reality will always be so skinny. The strong will always be respected by others, and the weak will always be bullied.
Before he even entered the house, an extremely tempting aroma of vegetables hit his face. Looking at the white steaming food on the table, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel warm.
However, there is a beautiful figure beside the table. Her long hair hangs down naturally on her waist. Although she is just sitting on a chair, this posture cannot cover up her proud figure at all.
The footsteps gradually sounded, and under the candlelight, the pretty, slightly pale face also lifted up, a hint of joy appeared in her beautiful eyes, and a fairy-like voice floated out: "Ye Chen
, you are out of seclusion!"
"Yes!" Looking at his nominal sister in front of him, Ye Chen responded softly. In response, Ye Muwan couldn't help but have a sad look on his face.
Seeing this, Lan Gu pulled Ye Chen's hand and pushed the wheelchair, then closed the door and said with a chuckle: "Miss, Master, and Xiao Menger, you three eat first, and I'll heat up some dishes!"
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Looking at the table full of food and wine, Ye Chen couldn't help but whet his appetite. He smiled at Lan Gu and said, "These dishes are enough. Lan Gu, don't be too busy. Sit down and eat together!"
"How can this be possible? Master, I have to heat up your favorite dishes, as well as the pigeon porridge that Master always loves the most!" Lan Gu ignored Ye Chen's persuasion and grabbed the apron hanging on the wall.
Walking towards the inner room, Ye Chen no longer stopped him and gently pushed the wheelchair to the table and chairs. The second dream was to smile sweetly at Ye Muwan and then start to destroy the food in front of him.
In response, Ye Chen sat down very naturally, still holding the white porcelain pot in his right hand, and his eyes fell on the busy figure in the inner room.
Inadvertently, the wrinkles between the corners of Lan Gu's eyes became deeper, and a few white strands appeared on the black hair on her head. Inadvertently, I am slowly getting younger, but you are slowly getting older. Ye Chen sighed slightly,
How many people, in pursuit of the so-called strength, ignore their relatives who have always been around to take care of them. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind is not stopping, the child wants to support but the relatives are not there. Ye Chen still understands this simple truth.
Sometimes what they need is just the company of their loved ones, rather than the magnificent loft and countless wealth.
Putting down the wine bottle, Ye Chen smiled at Ye Muwan and the greedy Second Meng, got up and walked towards the inner room. A few moments later, Lan Gu's cheerful laughter and the crackling sound of burning wood rang out in the room.
A few moments later, a table full of wine and food with tempting aromas appeared in front of Second Meng's eyes, and a warm and simple dinner began.
At dinner, Ye Chen did not discuss any family or cultivation issues. Instead, he discussed household matters with Lan Gu, such as the recent increase in pork prices and the unpredictable weather.
Under Ye Muwan's surprised gaze, Ye Chen became more and more enthusiastic as he talked. It was not until late at night that Ye Chen helped Lan Gu clear away the plates on the table.
Seeing this, Lan Gu naturally refused to give in. She caught a glimpse of the smiling Ye Muwan and laughed softly: "It's late at night, so you can also send me off, Miss!"
In response, Ye Chen nodded helplessly and smiled at Er Meng who was still holding a chicken drumstick and chewing on it: "Xiao Meng'er, you have to eat with grace!"
Hearing this, Er Meng gave Ye Chen a look of disdain and said contemptuously: "Teacher, your eating appearance just now was not very good either!"
In response, Ye Chen could only shake his head helplessly, but Ye Muwan, who was beside him, wiped his lips with a smile, stood up, and said to Lan Gu, who was busy in the inner room: "Lan Gu, I'm going back!"
"Miss, be careful on the road!" Lan Gu's voice came from the inner room. Hearing the words, Ye Muwan'er responded and walked out of the courtyard. Ye Chen followed closely behind. As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, it was cold.
The cold wind blew towards their faces and rolled up their long hair on their foreheads. Under the gaze of the two guards, the figures of Ye Chen and Ye Muwan gradually disappeared on the stone path.
Winter nights always seem so deserted, even in the Ye family manor where there are many people.
Candlelight flickered in the distance, looking at the beautiful woman so close. Ye Chen didn't know what to say, but a little bit of true energy appeared on his fingertips. The true energy was constantly changing on his fingertips. It was obvious that Ye Chen was strengthening his control over the true energy.
Strength.
They walked together quietly. They didn't say anything to each other, they just walked quietly. The moonlight, through the bare tree trunks, was projected on the two of them, leaving a pair of long and slanting figures on the ground.
A few moments later, Ye Muwan stopped, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said softly: "Snowflakes are falling, but what is falling is life. The moonlight tonight is less cold, but more warm."
Snowflakes slowly fell under the night sky. Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his head slightly and looked at the bright moon in the sky. The moonlight tonight was very beautiful, and the silvery white brilliance spread everywhere, like a layer of hazy white frost.
"I'm leaving tomorrow!" After a long time, Ye Muwan said softly, her voice as soft as the slanting moonlight.
Hearing this, Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he asked softly: "Where are you going?"
"Sword God Sect! When my father called me to come back, I asked my master for a few months' leave! And now it's time to go back. After experiencing so many disasters, I also discovered that I was quite proud of my cultivation.
Looking so unbearable in front of a truly strong person, the Ye family is not just your Ye family, I also want to fight for the Ye family!" Under the moonlight, the white figure seemed to merge with the white snow on the ground.
"Are the other disciples who have joined the Sword God Sect also leaving?" Seeing Ye Muwan'er nodding, Ye Chen said in a deep voice, "Have a good trip then!"
"Yes!" Ye Muwan was silent again, and the two of them walked forward quietly again. A few moments later, Ye Muwan spoke again: "I hope I can see you now when I come back! Also, if there is no unnecessary killing,
, it’s better to kill less, you shouldn’t bear the infamy, and your sword shouldn’t be stained with so much blood!”
Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his head, looked at the bright moon in the sky and said calmly: "In the eyes of the butterfly, the flower is an angel, because the flower gives her the nectar of life. In the eyes of the flower, the bee is a close friend, because the bee gives her the continuation of life."
Ye Muwan, what is a sword in your eyes?"
Ye Muwan's eyes were a little confused, and she stared at Ye Chen's eyes until Qingming. She bent down, picked up the dead leaves covered by the white snow, and whispered: "The rising sun and the setting sun are always more touching, just because at that moment he
The sharp edge at noon melts into a rounded glow, and the sword also makes people feel that it can save people."
Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled indifferently, picked up the dead leaves covered with snowflakes on the ground, and let go of the dead leaves again. The dead leaves fell into the distance with the cold wind, dancing like butterflies. Ye Chen stared at the dead leaves.
Ye Danran said: "My sword is persistence. With persistence, the loneliness on the journey of life can be paved into a blue sky; with persistence, loneliness can be transformed into a row of swan geese, obsessed with killing. One day, the sword of persistence will be able to sword."
Ask Jiuxiao."
Hearing this, Ye Muwan looked at Ye Chen, a strange light flashed in her eyes. Looking at the indifferent yet confident smile at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, Ye Muwan said softly: "If you persist in killing, you will eventually fall into killing."
Ye Chen looked at Ye Muwan's elegant, fairy-like eyes and said calmly: "If one day, I really indulge in killing, you will kill me."
Ye Muwan looked at that soft look, and her heart trembled slightly. At this moment, her heart seemed to want to escape. Avoiding that look, Ye Muwan sighed slightly in her heart. She raised her head and looked at the soft silver
Yue said firmly: "If you indulge in killing, I will kill you, I really will kill you."
Indulging in killing, Ye Chen smiled bitterly. After realizing the selfless sword intention, he is now gradually feeling the influence of that artistic conception on him. Sometimes he is in a trance, and sometimes he falls into the sea of killing. Maybe one day he will really sink into killing.
Ye Muwan nodded slightly. Since he chose the Selfless Sword Intent in the first place, he had to accept it.
"I'm leaving!" After saying that, Ye Muwan took a step forward and disappeared into the night.
The soft voice slowly dispersed in the woods. The fleeting white figure added a bit of beauty to the beautiful night.
Under the silver light, Ye Chen still stood quietly on the spot, with a trace of murderous intent emerging on his face!
"Alas! As Mr. Chen's understanding of the artistic conception deepens, the artistic conception gradually begins to affect him!" The surface of the Qilin Ring glowed with red light, and the deep voice of the Fire Qilin sounded...