Chapter seven hundred and seventy-ninth is also the owner and the emperor
Chapter 779: He is also the head of the family and the emperor
"Back!" Ye Chen murmured to himself. Looking at this extremely familiar silhouette, Ye Chen's eyes still showed nostalgia.
Hearing this, Han Jian, Feng Ge and the others also raised their heads and looked at Luoxia City curiously.
"Did the sect master grow up here?" Feng Ge's beautiful eyes moved and she glanced slightly towards Ye Chen.
To this sect leader, Han Jian and others are sincerely grateful, not only for the guidance in the way of swordsmanship at the beginning, but also for the guidance along the way.
Especially with the use of artistic conception, the strength of Han Jian and others increased several times.
The whole place was quiet except for the roar of the cold wind, and Ye Chen sat quietly on the wind horse.
The originally slightly crowded roads around him immediately became empty, and pedestrians who had stopped to watch gave way to him. To this day, they still don't understand why they gave way.
Looking into the distance, Ye Chen seemed to see some familiar scenery in the vast white world, but these dead objects gave Ye Chen a warm feeling.
"No matter where you are, there is always a holy land and home in your heart!" Ye Chen murmured softly with the corner of his mouth raised.
Thinking of those faces that he hadn't seen for months, Ye Chen's calm heart, as if it were stagnant water, also had some waves. Every separation was just for the purpose of getting together.
Around Ye Chen and others, there was an invisible force that bounced all the snowflakes away.
Ye Chen didn't stop until he was in front of the magnificent city gate and looked down at the guards holding swords. These guards all exuded a fierce aura.
Looking at the sudden appearance of the six figures, the guard became respectful for some reason and slightly bowed to Ye Chen, as if it was a matter of course.
Seeing this scene, passers-by were in an uproar. Thinking of the previous scene where I and others voluntarily gave way, they were filled with doubts.
"Who is that person? Why do I feel a sense of reverence when I see him?" Everyone is asking this question to themselves.
The huge city gate was slowly pulled up, and Ye Chen didn't wait for anything. He slapped the wind horse directly, and the wind horse roared loudly. It led Ye Chen straight into Luoxia City, stirring up a burst of slush.
Entering Luoxia City, the noise drowned out Ye Chen and others. Even though it was early in the morning, countless pedestrians were walking on the streets. There was an endless stream of hawking sounds.
Ye Chen looked at all this with a normal mind, rode his horse and walked along the road.
"If you were asked to choose again, would you choose to embark on martial arts, or be an ordinary person?" Ye Chen said, pointing to the passers-by.
Ye Chen naturally said this to Han Jian and others. After hearing this, Han Jian did not think deeply and said: "If a person has no ambition, what is the difference between him and an ant!"
Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled. He didn't say much. Listening to the cries around him, Ye Chen felt peaceful.
Suddenly, a familiar hawking sound attracted Ye Chen's attention, "Wontons!"
"Fresh wontons!" shouted a woman at an inconspicuous stall with white steam rising from the edge of the stove.
Behind the woman was a child who was sleeping soundly. The shouting and shouting around him did not affect the child's sleep at all.
Jumping off the horse, Ye Chen walked to the stall and shouted softly: "Mrs. Qin, six bowls of wontons, and three more bowls of wontons to take away!"
Seeing this, Han Jian and others also jumped off their horses. Under Ye Chen's gaze, the five of them sat at the table and looked at Ye Chen with slight doubts.
The woman was stunned for a moment, wondering how the young man knew her name. Although she was confused, her hands skillfully held the wontons on the board.
With the woman's extremely skillful movements, a few moments later, six bowls of white-smelling soul chaos appeared in front of Ye Chen's eyes, followed by a burst of fragrance.
The soup was crystal clear and translucent, with oil stains on it. Just as in his memory, Ye Chen picked up a spoon, and the fragrant soup flooded the spoon. He couldn't wait to take out a wonton, and bit into it fiercely regardless of how hot it was.
The taste is also the taste in memory! Seeing Ye Chen take action, several people in the Han room saluted and grabbed the spoons.
Who could have imagined that the head of a sect would lead his elite disciples to eat wontons at a side stall. After Ye Chen finished eating the wontons in the bowl, the woman had already packed three portions and sent them to Ye Chen.
Looking at Mrs. Qin who was older than a few years ago, Ye Chen smiled faintly, "It still tastes the same, so good!"
After saying that, Ye Chen put a gold coin in Mrs. Qin's hand, and at the same time, gently patted the child behind Mrs. Qin. The true energy flowed through Ye Chen's fingertips and finally disappeared into the child's body.
After doing all this, Ye Chen jumped directly on his horse and headed towards the center of Luoxia City without looking back, followed closely by Han Jian and others.
Mrs. Qin stared blankly at the departing figure, her eyes full of disbelief, "Master!"
Qin Ailing, when Ye Chen and Ermeng went out to play, they ate wontons at Qin Ailing's stall. It was also at that time that, with the help of Ye Chen, Qin Ailing met Ye Ziji who had retired from the secret guard.
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Although Ye Ziji's legs are disabled, the welfare of the Ye family is excellent and there is no pressure in life at all.
But Qin Ailing still set up a stall in Luoxia City, because Qin Ailing was used to this kind of self-reliance life. Although it was so hard, Qin Ailing enjoyed it, but Qin Ailing did not expect to meet Ye Chen here.
"The master of the house is back!" Qin Ailing murmured softly. Suddenly, the child behind her started crying, and a cluster of flame-like marks appeared on the child's eyebrows.
"Everyone has a lifestyle they pursue, as long as they like it, no matter it is a mediocre life or a glorious life!" Ye Chen's muttering seemed to be floating in the wind.
Han Jian and others all lowered their heads and meditated secretly. Inadvertently, they found that their understanding of their own artistic conception had deepened a lot.
Han Jian and others seemed to sense Ye Chen's peaceful state of mind, and they also calmed down and quietly watched the rare snow scene.
Although the road is long, it always has an end! The magnificent palace appeared in front of Ye Chen's eyes. In front of the palace was a broad avenue with no snow on it.
White snow was flying, and the snowflakes fell strangely to both sides before falling on the avenue. Seeing this, Han Jian and others raised their heads, looked into the void, and murmured softly: "This is the general trend of the Ye family!"
Even though they are in the fake soul martial realm, they can still feel heart palpitations when facing this general trend of the Ye family, especially the powerful auras in the palace.
The general trend is overwhelming and as straight as the sky. It has to be said that the strength of the current Ye family is undoubtedly the number one family in the Huangfeng Kingdom.
The guard's sharp gaze swept back and forth on Ye Chen and the others, and his sharp aura locked Ye Chen tightly. At the same time, a cold shout floated out: "This is a palace, ordinary people are not allowed to approach!
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Before he finished speaking, a general trend broke out. If ordinary people faced this general trend, they would be forced to retreat. However, these people in front of them were very human.
Raising his head, Ye Chen calmly looked at the guards. The guards were all shaken. In Ye Chen's eyes, they felt inexplicable pressure.
Although fearful in their hearts, these guardians did not look away and still looked directly into Ye Chen's eyes.
Seeing this, Ye Chen smiled slightly and murmured softly: "Not bad!"
Although Ye Chen's words were low, they rang out very clearly in the ears of these guards.
"It's you!" A shout resounded, and a young man stood on the magnificent palace wall holding a sword, his eyes full of disbelief.
Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the childish face, with a smile on his lips, "Ye Xing!"
Ye Xing, Ye Wan'er's younger brother, was Ye Tian's thug at first, but now he is like a member of the secret guard.
Looking at this familiar figure with confusion, this figure was unforgettable for Ye Xing. With a slight sigh, Ye Xing swept down the high platform, saluted directly to Ye Chen, and said respectfully: "Ye Xing has met the head of the family.
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Hearing this, many of the guardians shuddered suddenly, knelt down suddenly, and shouted: "I have seen your Majesty!"
For a time, countless shouts resounded, gathered together, and shot straight into the sky...