Zhao Wuhuan dragged his embarrassed body out of the bushes and glanced at the horrifying wound on his chest.
For a moment, his eyes were filled with tears, and the unconcealed fear, humiliation, and resentment in his heart made his chest rise and fall violently.
After a while, Zhao Wuhuan took out the sound-transmitting spirit jade from his arms. The spiritual light was slightly illuminated. Before he could speak, a gloomy voice came from it.
"Idiot! If you can't handle such a small thing, what's the use of your Tiangang Sect? If you still want to inherit the sequence in the next life!"
The light of the spiritual jade dimmed, Zhao Wuhuan's body trembled violently, and his chest kept rising and falling.
He had tried all his tricks and even used his own brother's life as bait, but in the end he was in vain.
"Uh, ah!"
Looking up to the sky and screaming, Zhao Wuyu was so angry that he almost fainted, and the spiritual jade in his hand was crushed to pieces by him.
"Damn you brats, I'm going to let you die without a burial place!"
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After a long time, Ling Xiao opened his eyes and found that he was lying in Mu'er's arms, with a pair of starry eyes looking at him with tears in his eyes.
"Uh, heh... Well, I..."
Mu'er raised his arms and hugged Ling Xiao.
At this moment, neither of them spoke a word, but it was worth a thousand words.
For a long time, Mu'er cried and whispered in the boy's ear.
"Don't do this again."
"kindness."
The young man responded and closed his eyes quietly. At this moment, he felt extremely peaceful.
The improvement in cultivation did not bring much joy to Ling Xiao. After the bloody battle, he gained a lot, but it was not as good as this warm embrace.
At noon.
Ling Xiao played with the Mingyue Bow in his hand, and suddenly felt something subtle. The long bow was covered in crystal, about four feet long, and the strings were slender and tough.
Lying quietly on the hand, it is cool and warm, the bow is engraved with carved patterns, and there is a hidden flow of light.
"This is really a good bow."
Ling Xiao's words made Mu'er on the side roll his eyes.
"Nonsense, the Mingyue Bow is a weapon of spiritual consciousness. It was forged by the ancestors of the Ye family to kill a spiritual beast and take its vertebrae. The bow is light and transparent, and the arrows are as jade as crystal. The sharp arrows draw wind and thunder.
, is the foundation for the Ye family to obtain the inheritance of the family sequence, and it is also the inheritance of the Ye family, and it is more than just a good word that can be summarized."
Mu'er's words made Ling Xiao a little shocked, but he also understood the weight of the four words "sequence inheritance".
In the Tiancang Empire, if you want to create a family, you need to be approved by the emperor, be given inheritance, be granted an official title, and serve the empire for generations.
The generations of heads of the Ye family are also the successive heads of Huang Yuancheng. The four characters of sequential inheritance are not only their own honor, but also the foundation of a family.
Only then did Ling Xiao understand how heavy the bow he was holding was.
"Then if the inheritance weapon is lost..."
"If it is lost, it heralds turmoil. The empire will not intervene, but a new family will always rise up to replace it."
Mu'er said slowly.
After hearing this, Ling Xiao finally understood why the family's power in the Tiancang Empire was so huge, even surpassing the sect for a time.
The sect is just a local power, but behind each family is the absolute rule and unshakable power granted by the empire!
"Tsk, this is interesting." Ling Xiao sneered.
"What do you want to do?" Mu'er looked back. Although she noticed something, she still wanted to hear Ling Xiao's thoughts.
Looking at the corpses of Tiangang Sect elders and Ye Zhuoran scattered around, Ling Xiao counted them leisurely.
"Of course, I want to give the Ye family and Tiangang Sect a big gift! Zhao Wuhuan... I can roughly guess what you want."
With the bow drawn to the full moon, Ling Xiao aimed at the ancient tree in front and shot an arrow.
Whoosh!
The sharp arrow came off its string and exploded in front.
Huang Yuancheng, Ye Jia.
"Where is this beast Ye Zhuoran? Find him quickly! The inheritance is lost. If it cannot be retrieved, all of you will lose your heads!"
Ye Ming angrily said in the main hall, all the elders below were speechless, they could not imagine that Ye Zhuoran would be so bold!
Ye Ming was furious. During this period, Huang Yuancheng had been thrown into chaos because of Ling Xiao and Mu'er.
The Ye family and the Tiangang Sect have not had a good thing lately.
"Master, I found an iron box at the back door. The person who delivered it said that he wanted you to open it when no one was around."
A disciple entered the hall and said, Ye Ming frowned slightly.
“What does the person who delivers the box look like?”
"He was wearing a black robe and couldn't see his face clearly, but judging by his voice, he was an old man."
"Old man?"
Ye Ming was surprised.
He took the iron box from the disciple's hand. The box was as usual, but a little heavy. However, with such close contact, a smell of blood spread at the tip of his nose.
Ye Ming vaguely noticed something and waved the elders to retreat.
Slowly opening the iron box, Ye Ming focused his eyes and sneered disdainfully.
"Father, have you found Ye Zhuoran?"
A young man strolled into the hall. This man was Ye Ming's eldest son, Ye Chao.
"Humph, see for yourself."
After Ye Ming said this, he handed the iron box in his hand to Ye Chao.
"This is?"
Ye Chao was puzzled, but when he took the iron box, he saw an extremely familiar face.
"this!"
Ye Chao was frightened. The iron box in his hand fell silently, and a human head mixed with dripping blood fell out of it. It was Ye Zhuoran!
"Humph, I was sent here. I'm afraid that brat has already killed Ye Zhuoran." Ye Ming sneered.
"How could a boy who is only sixteen years old..." Ye Chao was shocked.
"The disciples of our family said that the person who sent it was an old man from the sound of his voice, and he sent it from the back door." Ye Ming said slowly, his eyes like fire.
"Old man?" Ye Chao was puzzled.
"Chao'er, why don't you understand?" Ye Ming looked at his son and shook his head dissatisfiedly, "He is demonstrating to me."
"The death of Ye Zhuoran is a small thing, but the loss of the inherited weapon is a big thing. Since he killed Ye Zhuoran, it proves that the Moon Bow is now in the hands of that boy!"
Ye Ming said with a sinister look on his face.
"Damn you brat, father, I'm going to gather the clan members and snatch the Mingyue Bow back!"
"Wait a minute, why are you still so irritable?"
Ye Ming stepped forward and blocked Ye Chao's path, leaving Ye Chao puzzled.
"Since he dares to send it, it proves that he is not afraid of us. What's more, the person who came to send it is not the kid, but an old man. It seems that he wants to say that we can't afford to offend the backer behind him. Let's go through the back door
Sending it here and asking me to open it in a place where no one is around also proves that he does not want to make things worse, and he wants to reconcile with our Ye family."
Ye Ming said slowly.
Hearing this, Ye Chao was still angry but unable to say anything.
"Humph, in the final analysis, this matter is just a dispute between Ye Zhuoran's lineage and the Tiangang Sect. Now that Ye Zhuoran is dead, why should we cause trouble again," Ye Ming said.
"But father, are you going to let that brat go like this?" Ye Chao was quite puzzled.
"The current situation is not optimistic. Zhao Wuhuan of the Tiangang Sect has evil intentions, and Zhou Duanqian of the Xuanling Sect is not an easy man. What's more, what happened to that kid is too unbelievable. Without the guidance of an expert, with his
How can your mind think of such a method that combines strength and softness!"
Ye Ming snorted coldly, and his eyes when looking at Ye Chao became much more solemn.
"Chao'er, if you want to deal with him, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Our Ye family's status today cannot be achieved by fighting for strength."
"Standing in this position, there are too many things to consider. If you want to inherit my position in the future, you must remember this day firmly for me."
"This is also the most meaningful lesson a father can teach you."
Ye Ming said slowly, looking at Ye Chao's puzzled eyes even though he nodded, Ye Ming continued.
"If you still understand, then go to the clan temple and have a look."
After Ye Ming said that, he turned and left.
Ye Chao seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly set off. Standing at the door of the ancestral hall, he saw it.
The Mingyue Bow is quietly placed in the ancestral hall, exuding the same soft spiritual light as before.
Ye Chao swallowed harder and stared blankly ahead without saying a word.