One after another, eyes looked at the thin figure almost blankly, and for a while, the entire courtyard fell into silence.
"Remember, whoever bullies Lan Gu next time will have the same consequences as her!" He turned away the blood on the soles of his feet in disgust, his dark eyes slowly swept over the surrounding slaves, and Ye Chen raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Sen Leng smiled and said softly.
An icy cold current instantly flowed through everyone's hearts. At that moment, everyone seemed to have died and come back to life again, and cold sweat instantly soaked their whole bodies.
All the slaves suddenly fell to their knees and kowtowed fiercely. Their whole bodies began to tremble violently, and cold sweat kept dripping down their cheeks. At this moment, they suddenly realized that although the young man standing in front of them was a waste, he also controlled their destiny.
's master.
Being too low-key may lead to temporary calm, but being too low-key can lead to the arrogance of villains. After slowly scanning the surroundings, Ye Chen slowly turned around and walked towards Lan Gu, who was also a little dull.
There were still some tears on the long eyelashes, and there was no blood on the thin lips. The extremely thin figure was lying feebly and swaying in the wind. At this moment, Ye Chen suddenly realized that Lan, who had taken care of him for decades,
My aunt is getting older.
"Lan Gu, let's go!" A smile appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth. At this moment, he used the blood on the ground to tell the world that the high-spirited Ye Chen was back. No matter how many years, as long as the master comes back, he will still be there.
If you are a master, dust can cover up the cold light of the sword, but it cannot cover up the edge of the blade itself.
That smile was just like the confident smile three years ago. At this moment, the tears rolling in his eyes finally slipped down and fell on the white sleeves.
Tears kept falling, Lan Gu buried her head in Ye Chen's long black hair, her tears soaked Ye Chen's long black hair, but she still had no stopping momentum, Ye Chen supported her
Lan Gu, who was crying like a tearful person, walked slowly towards the dilapidated courtyard.
As the sun set, the slave slowly raised his head and looked at the figure, saying nothing for a long time.
In the dilapidated bungalow, Ye Chen slowly returned to his house after comforting Lan Gu.
The stream of light flew out of the ring, and then landed next to the bed, directly turning into a fire unicorn. The copper bell-like eyes stared at Ye Chen, jokingly saying: "Boy, why didn't you kill me just now?"
That mother-in-law, according to your methods, I don’t think it’s better for you to have mercy!”
Slightly shrugging his shoulders, Ye Chen's eyes were slightly dazed, and he jumped onto the simple bed and said calmly: "Xiao Huo, we are grown men, why bother with a little girl!"
Huo Qilin couldn't help but roll his eyes at Ye Chen. A lot of women had died at the hands of this guy in his previous life. Ye Chen smiled mysteriously and sat cross-legged on the flat bed in the corner. His eyes were slightly closed, his face was peaceful, and there was a stream of red air visible to the naked eye.
Follow the mouth and nose and pour into the body.
The red airflow slowly circulated along the original path of the Wind God Art, and finally injected into the pill crystal in Ye Chen's body. The originally dim pill crystal also flashed a burst of red light, and a hissing sound came from Ye Chen's body.
There was a sound like a burning flame, but Ye Chen didn't notice a trace of wind spiritual energy gradually merging with the blood, constantly urging the true energy to flow into the true crystal.
If you listen carefully, you can even hear the blood in Ye Chen's body, and there is a faint sound like the wind.
Cultivation is spent slowly in the hard work of forgetting sleep and food. The sunlight shining in from the window gradually weakens, and the hot temperature also slowly decreases.
For nearly three years, no matter how much Ye Chen practiced, he could not break through to the sixth level of martial arts. Now that he had officially broken through, Ye Chen gradually showed his crazy side. He stayed in his room for half a month without going out.
He unleashed the bad energy he had accumulated for three years on his cultivation.
After half a month, Ye Chen, besides focusing on practicing, put all the rest of his mind on the Huang-level martial arts skills that he took from the young man.
In a certain courtyard of Luoxia City, a young man was holding an ordinary iron sword and waving it continuously. The sword was very light, without any momentum, and as gentle as the breeze.
The dead leaves on the ground were rolled up and flying all over the sky. The young man closed his eyes tightly and quickly recalled the key points of the swordsmanship. Holding the sword in his right hand, the autumn wind blew down the dead leaves flying in the sky. The young man's figure moved, as if
A butterfly dances gracefully among the flowers, its steps are light and there is no hardness at all. The whole step looks chaotic, but if you look closely, it conforms to a certain pattern and is constantly changing.
The sword in the young man's hand seemed to be weightless, and he was swinging it casually. Waves of wind sounded as the sword tip moved, and extremely sharp sword energy overflowed from the sword body. The whole forest was filled with sword energy, and the surrounding air
They were forced to the periphery of the courtyard, and a vacuum zone was formed with the boy as the center, but the boy looked relaxed.
The strength of the sword in his hand changed. It changed from gentle to masculine. The dead leaves around him were actually shattered by the overflowing sword energy. He jumped slightly on his feet and jumped into the air. The sword in his hand was flying rapidly.
, the sword energy compressed rapidly, forming a dense layer of sword energy that came out of the sword and shot straight to the ground.
A sword mark more than one meter deep appeared, and the dead leaves next to it were crushed into dust and scattered in the courtyard. A flash of light passed from the depths of the eyes, adding a bit of excitement to the young man.
look!
"Half a month ago, I was still at the fifth level of martial arts, but now I have reached the eighth level of martial arts. Hey, if you tell me this, I'm afraid it will make those geniuses feel ashamed! Xiao Huo, I'm afraid the so-called genius is nothing more than that.
That’s it!”
The young man is naturally Ye Chen, whose bloodline has awakened. For dozens of days, he has been practicing the martial arts sword-qi slashing in this courtyard, and now he seems to have achieved great success.
It takes at least half a year for ordinary people to practice yellow-level martial arts, and it takes several years of accumulation to achieve great success. However, there are also a few geniuses with unusual talents who can achieve great success within half a year, but it takes half a month like Ye Chen
There are only a handful of great successes.
However, there is one thing that still bothers Ye Chen, and that is the problem of skills. Originally, the Wind God Art was a wind attribute skill, but now Ye Chen has awakened the fire attribute, two different attributes. Ye Chen has been able to practice it so far.
It's a miracle, but after reaching the eighth level of martial arts, this shortcoming slowly became apparent.
Fortunately, the first part of the Feng Shen Jue is applicable to warriors of any attribute at the beginning martial level, otherwise Ye Chen would not have the skills to practice now.
A hint of joy flashed in his dark and deep eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said to Huo Qilin, who was snoring on the side: "Xiao Huo, let's go!"
Looking at the lazy Fire Qilin, Ye Chen was furious. He originally pinned his hopes on it, but unexpectedly it innocently said that the Fire Qilin's skills can only be touched by at least the Qi Martial Realm. Now Ye
Chen could only place his hope in the Ye family's library.
Yawning lazily, the fire unicorn turned into a red light and jumped into the ring. In response, Ye Chen could only smile bitterly, then walked in front of the door and pushed the door open.
After not leaving the courtyard for several months, the surrounding environment remains the same. The autumn wind blows, and the faint fragrance of flowers enters his nose. Ye Chen greedily inhales a few more mouthfuls, which refreshes his spirit. He leisurely walks along the gravel path and talks slowly to each other.
Go to the library.
After bypassing those splendid attics, a burst of young girl's chuckle came towards us. The girl's ethereal chuckle was as sweet as fairy music.
The leader was a girl with a slim figure, wearing a robe-sleeved top and an emerald green smoked gauze skirt. Ye Chen couldn't help but reveal a trace of reminiscence in his eyes. This girl was originally Ye Chen's childhood playmate, and she also
Ye Chen's cousin has admired Ye Chen very much since she was a child. However, as her bloodline has not awakened for three years, Ye Wan'er's visits to him have gradually become less and less. Now, she has become accustomed to not seeing him for several months.
Ye Wan'er has alienated herself. Ye Chen doesn't have any thoughts about Ye Wan'er in his heart. He just laughs at himself sometimes when he thinks about it. The world in his previous life was such a reality, let alone in this world where strength is respected and the weak eat the strong.
After being stunned for a moment, Ye Wan'er obviously noticed Ye Chen, but she didn't mean to say hello. A look of disappointment flashed in her eyes as she looked at Ye Chen, but in the end she didn't make a sound and pulled another girl around.
Then he hurriedly walked past Ye Chen.
The moment he passed by Ye Wan'er, Ye Chen seemed to hear a slight sigh, and then saw Ye Wan'er walking past him. The familiar back became so unfamiliar, and there was a faint fragrance.
gradually dissipated.
The soft sunlight fell on the gradually disappearing figure. A flash of sarcasm flashed across Ye Chen's face. He shook his head gently and looked away without any regret.
Ye Wan'er, you really underestimate me so much. Like them, you think that I am destined to be a waste whose bloodline cannot be awakened, a person who is destined to live a life of mediocrity.
Trash, it's a pity that I disappoint you. I, Ye Chen, will not only control the entire Ye family, but even surpass the entire world.
With a proud look on his face, he straightened his spine and looked indifferently at the pretty figure in front of him. He picked a leaf and brought it close to his mouth. He held a leaf in his mouth and chewed it slightly, letting the faint bitterness linger in his mouth.
The air filled the air and I walked leisurely along the gravel path.