The first ray of sunlight in the morning filled the whole room. On the bed, Ye Fan's eyes were closed tightly, and his young cheeks were covered with a thick layer of pain. In front of the bed, Ye Xiaotian was pacing anxiously on the ground, his tiger eyes slightly
From time to time, Hong Hong looked at the thin figure on the bed.
Liu Shuirou sat sideways on the bed, with red eye sockets, and fine blood threads covering her eyes like spider webs. She caressed Ye Fan's wrinkled cheeks with her palms, turned her head, and looked helplessly at Ye Xiaotian, who was also anxious.
He cried for the first time: "Brother Tian, why haven't Fan'er woke up yet?" After saying this, tears fell down like a broken bead curtain. Looking at his wife and children who were also in pain, Ye Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and walked in
In front of the bed, he put his arms around Liu Shuirou's delicate body and comforted him softly: "Don't worry, haven't you already fed Fan'er with bone-sucking grass? He will wake up soon."
"Uh..." With a groan of pain, Ye Fan slowly opened his eyelids. In the haze, the haggard faces of his parents came into view.
Looking at Ye Fan who woke up leisurely, Liu Shuirou's haggard face flashed with joy, and then she hurriedly shouted Ye Fan's name. Some hoarse shouts slowly spread in the quiet hut.
Hearing the call, memories flooded into Ye Fan's mind as he was about to wake up. The scene stopped abruptly at the scene where he was injured and passed out.
"Mother, Ling'er, go and save Ling'er quickly." Ye Fan, who was covered in injuries, shouted anxiously at Liu Shuirou. He wanted to turn over and get out of bed, but his injuries were affected. He couldn't help crying out in pain, and fell to the ground again.
On the bed.
Seeing this, Liu Shuirou quickly stretched out her hand to comfort Ye Fan, and said softly: "Fan'er, don't worry, Ling'er is fine. After hearing your cry, your father rushed to the scene as soon as possible, and I also gave Ling'er a call."
I sent you some healing elixir, and she will be fine soon."
After hearing his mother's words, Ye Fan felt relieved. Thinking of yesterday's scene, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Ye Feng, just wait for me." After chewing his teeth, he finished these words. Ye Fan, who had not recovered from his serious injury, seemed to have lost all his strength and lay weakly on the bed. Severe pain came from his arms.
, just like yesterday.
Ye Xiaotian, who kept pacing in the room, saw Ye Fan wake up, and his solemn face finally softened. Then he felt something was wrong, his face tightened, and he approached the bed with a slightly serious expression.
"If you are not good at studying, just imitate others who are brave and fierce. You deserve to end up like this." Looking at Ye Xiaotian with a stern face, Ye Fan knew that he loved his son sincerely. A warm current flowed through his heart, and he stuck out his tongue and said nothing.
to argue.
"Father, Fan'er won't be able to do it next time."
Liu Shuirou, who was sitting on the bedside and wiping Ye Fan's sweat, didn't care what the two of them were thinking. When she heard Ye Xiaotian reprimanding Ye Fan, her eyebrows stood up straight, she pointed at Ye Xiaotian and scolded: "How could you not be there?"
Fan'er got hurt by doing this to my father. Not only did you not care, but you also yelled and scolded him. If you yell again! Just go out and don't come back at night."
"Uh..." Ye Xiaotian, who originally wanted to say something more, was frightened by his wife's threats. He scratched his head and smiled coquettishly.
Seeing his father's hard-working attitude of being a strict father, but being frightened back to his original state by his mother's words, Ye Fan covered his mouth and chuckled in his heart.
"Ahem...Fan'er, Ye Feng has been taken back by your second uncle to think about it. I didn't expect that you have been hiding your clumsiness and even defeated Ye Yu." Until now, Ye Xiaotian still feels like he is dreaming. He has always been beaten.
Ye Fan, who was ridiculed and bullied by others, was not only able to cultivate Xuan Qi but also reached the fourth level of foundation building. Although this strength is nothing in the family, in Ye Xiaotian's heart, he is undoubtedly more happy than his breakthrough in cultivation. He hopes that his son will become a dragon.
It is also the highest expectation of every father.
When Ye Fan heard this, he scratched his head and smiled naively under Ye Xiaotian's half-smiling eyes.
Just when Ye Fan was surrounded by the deep love of his parents.
Ye Mansion, Ye Xiaokong's residence. Ye Feng, who was wearing a white shirt with fallen ink, stood respectfully in front of Ye Xiaokong. At this time, his face, which had always been Gujing Wubo, also showed a look of contemplation.
"You said that you injured Ye Fan because he had such potential?" Ye Xiaokong, with a solemn expression on his face, frowned, and there was an inextricable accumulation of doubts on his forehead.
Looking up and looking at his always stern father, Ye Feng slightly twitched the corners of his mouth and spat out the faint words.
"Yesterday, did my father know about the fight between my second brother and him?" Hearing this, Ye Xiaokong, although he was confused about the meaning of Ye Feng's words, did not ask any more questions. He nodded slightly, signaling the latter to continue speaking.
Seeing Ye Xiaokong nod, Ye Feng chuckled and continued: "My father must know better than me about my second brother's cultivation. Among his peers, his strength is not the best, but it can be considered the best. Moreover,
I practiced martial arts a few days ago. With such combat power, I could defeat or even seriously injure a Ye Fan. There was no suspense at all. However, the result of the fight between the two greatly exceeded everyone's expectations. The important thing is that the two
Ye Fan did not use any martial arts in the final blow."
"You mean to say that Ye Fan defeated Ye Yu by relying solely on ordinary mysterious attacks?" Ye Xiaokong asked in surprise as he raised his eyebrows slightly.
"That's right, and from my observation, Ye Fan should have just broken through not long ago, and his realm is still very superficial. And the second brother had already broken through to the peak of the fourth level of Foundation Establishment a week ago, and is only a short distance away from the fifth level of Foundation Establishment.
To be fair, I can challenge a higher level. But that is based on having enough foundation. If he has no foundation at all, I think I can't do it." Hearing this, Ye Xiaokong frowned slightly.
He glanced at Ye Feng, who had a calm expression, and his narrowed eyes were full of thoughtfulness. If it weren't for the person who said this, he always behaved strictly. I would have been scolded by Ye Xiaokong before he kicked out.
Gone. Even so, Ye Xiaokong still didn't quite believe what the latter said.
"The level of cultivation is strict. Unless you have strong means, the idea of jumping up a level is just empty talk. Then maybe Ye Fan has used some unknown means? After all, you are young, so it is normal that you can't tell."
Knowing that if the stalemate continues, he will not be able to convince the former. Ye Feng turned to say: "No matter what, you have to try! If his performance in six months does not satisfy you, I will do what belongs to me." Ye Xiaokong heard this,
He glanced at Ye Feng lightly, and there was a cold flash in his eyes.
"As you know, your uncle almost exchanged the Yunshen belt for him. If his illness breaks out again, I'm afraid that the Yunshen belt, which carries the rise and fall of my family, will change hands." After saying that, he sat down
Ye Xiaokong on the chair raised his head slightly and saw the surprised look on Ye Feng's face.
"My uncle loves his son very much, so it is understandable that he would do this. Besides, Ye Fan is no longer what he used to be. Although he is just showing off his talents, he still has the value of training." There was a look of longing in his eyes, and during the comment, Ye Feng's
His words were as calm as a pond. It was hard to imagine that yesterday, the former had used many underhanded methods to harm Ye Fan, and now he was speaking kindly to him.
"You bastard! The Yun Shen Belt is so important, how can it be treated like anything else? Your uncle does not care about the interests of the clan for his own selfishness. Why do you even have such a rebellious heart?" He slapped the armrest with his palm and stood up from the chair, full of joy.
With an angry face, Ye Xiaokong pointed his finger at Ye Feng and shouted loudly. The violent aura swept away in an instant. It was as heavy as a mountain and oppressed Ye Feng.
With the mountain-like pressure on his head, Ye Feng's kneecaps were slightly bent, and he raised his head with great effort. He secretly glanced at Ye Xiaokong, who was furious, and then his eyes fell on the handrail that was covered in cracks by the former, and he couldn't help but secretly smacked his lips.
tongue.
"What my father taught me was that Feng'er knew he was wrong."
Hearing Ye Feng's submission, Ye Xiaokong regained his momentum and his expression softened slightly. His eyes passed over Ye Feng and fell on the bookshelf. There, a slightly rough stone dagger lay quietly. There was a faint layer of light in his eyes.
Twilight envelopes me. The color of memories shines brighter and brighter under this dusk.