This place is completely different from when Ye Wushuang left.
The familiar cold stream is still flowing, but the originally dense trees around it have been cut down, clearing out a large open space, and building a dozen simple wooden houses.
Obviously, during this period, the Ye family had completely settled here.
At this moment, in front of the neatly arranged wooden houses, rough wooden tables were filled with game and fine wine. There were a lot of voices and hurried figures; everyone was talking and sat down happily.
From the clothes of these people, Ye Wushuang could tell that most of them were members of the Ye family, but some of them were students from Tengjian Sect and Cangyun College.
It stands to reason that Tengjian Sect and Cangyun Academy have been having a lot of friction recently and are very at odds with each other. At this moment, when enemies meet, they should be extremely jealous. But who would have thought that here, the two sides get along harmoniously, toasting and drinking together, and they are peaceful.
Exactly, the setting moon is dim and the smoke is dim, the bonfire illuminates the valley; friends raise their glasses together and talk about life over a glass of wine!
But under this seemingly peaceful scene, Ye Wushuang always felt that there was something strange that could not be explained.
It feels like the longing-for beauty in front of you is about to be shattered. It's heartbreaking, but there's nothing you can do about it.
"Wenfeng, what are you doing standing here? Come and give your master a drink!"
A familiar voice sounded, it was Ye Qingtian.
He seemed to be a little tipsy, with a smile on his red cheeks, as if he was extremely happy. He took two steps forward and directly pulled Ye Wenfeng to the wine table.
Ye Wushuang looked through Ye Wenfeng's gaze and found that the people at the wine table were all acquaintances.
Lieyang, Song Qi, Xiao He, fourth uncle Ye Linsen, cousin Ye Hua and others are all on the list.
Even Liu Qingcheng also came to the table, sitting obediently on one side, her pretty face slightly red, her lips twitching with a smile, and she didn't say anything, just sipping her drink.
Song Qi, Xiao He and other elders were discussing in low voices, talking about the conflicts between the two factions, the order of each sect, and the difficulties of being a human teacher. Finally, they talked about Cangyun, Donghuang, and Donghuang, Tian.
Swords are everywhere in the world, and have been discussed throughout the ages.
Ye Qingtian pulled Ye Wenfeng and stepped in front of Elder Lieyang. He raised his glass and said: "Brother Lieyang, thanks to your care of Wenfeng during this period, I, my father and my son, share this glass of wine."
..."
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly hit him from behind, and with a crash, he fell on the wine table beside him, causing drinks to fly and dishes to fall on the floor.
Everyone stood up instantly and retreated, but they kept yelling and cursing.
"Are you crazy?"
"Who is it? Are you drunk?"
"Although I am happy today, this kind of behavior has really brought shame on my Ye family!"
The crowd quickly recognized the identity of the other person from his clothes. He was a descendant of the Ye family.
Moreover, this person had no injuries on his body. After falling, he put his arms on the ground and seemed to want to get up. However, he tried several times in vain, and he looked like a drunkard.
Ye Qingtian's face darkened, his expression changed slightly, he strode up and shouted sternly: "What kind of body do you have, what body do you have..."
Before he could finish his scolding words, Ye Qingtian's words stopped abruptly.
The man lying among the delicacies raised his head slightly. His entire face was as withered as tree bark, comparable to that of a hundred-year-old woman. Not to mention it was full of wrinkles, and there was a black mist lingering on his forehead!
"Father, be careful!"
Ye Wenfeng had quick eyes and quick hands. He took a step forward in an instant, guarded Ye Qingtian behind him, and stared at the opponent cautiously.
He saw that this person was not drunk, but was possessed by evil spirits, or in other words, was seriously injured by a sinister technique, which was very dangerous!
The shouts and curses all around suddenly stopped, and everyone was stunned and looked at this scene with horrified expressions.
Lieyang, Song Qi, Xiao He and others were all frightened out of their drunkenness by this scene, and their expressions became solemn.
However, the man did not make any extraordinary move, he just raised his head slightly, with slightly distracted eyes on his thin face shrouded in black mist, staring closely at Ye Qingtian, and said weakly: "The clan...the clan leader...
Hurry...go quickly..."
"fine!"
Ye Qingtian patted Ye Wenfeng at this moment and took a step forward.
After a short period of time, he had calmed down the fear in his heart, and was replaced by deep confusion and doubt.
He quickly recognized the identity of the other party through the remaining appearance. He was a disciple of the Ye family, mainly responsible for guarding.
But this man not only looked seriously injured, but also asked Ye Qingtian to leave. It was obvious that something had happened.
Could it be a sneak attack?
This thought appeared in Ye Qingtian's mind, but he immediately denied it.
This place was chosen by Ye Wushuang. It was very secret, and Ye Wushuang had powerful formations all around. Logically speaking, even if a strong enemy invaded, it would be impossible to break in, let alone such a silent attack.
To hurt people secretly.
"What happened?"
"Qi...Qi..."
The man turned his head slightly, raised his right hand with difficulty, pointed towards the waterfall cave behind him, and spoke weakly, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly spurted blood, tilted his head, his eyes were blurred, and with a pop, he fell to the ground, and there was no more
vitality.
Upon hearing this and seeing this scene, Ye Qingtian immediately turned around and looked at Lieyang and the others, and their expressions suddenly changed.
They all thought of a person, a person they ignored and underestimated!
Ta da...
At this moment, a crisp sound of footsteps suddenly sounded.
The dim firelight shines on the waterfall flowing down, and the wide cave turns into a shadow, vaguely emerging.
At this moment, a figure was slowly walking out of the shadow.
This man was dressed in black tights, with mottled hair, and a sinister and evil smile on his resolute face, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
Not only that, there was a black aura full of evil thoughts lingering around him, and the black light flickered, making his whole person look crazy and evil.
"Is it him?"
Seeing this scene, Ye Wushuang's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked surprised.
Although he was not familiar with this person, he knew him; he was the second elder of the Qi family in Qingyun City, Qi Shengcheng!
But what really surprised him was that the dark light surrounding Qi Shengcheng at this moment was exactly the same as Chu Xiaoao who had swallowed the soul pill a few days ago.
"It turns out that the soul pill refined by more than 600,000 creatures in Qingyun City was taken away by this guy..."
Ye Wushuang soon came to his senses, his eyes narrowed slightly, with murderous intent filling them.
Through the blood-melting secret technique, at the expense of the essence and blood of living creatures, the blood elixir is refined, and the soul elixir formed by the soul's resentment will appear at the same time.
But that day in Qingyun City, when he beheaded Qi Shengtian, he only saw the blood pill, but not the soul pill.
When he killed Chu Xiaoao, he thought that the soul pill that Chu Xiaoao swallowed was the soul pill from Qingyun City, but Chu Xiaoao denied it.
Later, he killed Dejue, eliminated Wei Kuan, and treated his second brother Ye Wufeng. A series of busy things made him almost forget about the disappeared soul pill.
Only now, until he saw Qi Shengcheng, did he finally understand that the soul elixir condensed from the souls of more than 600,000 lives in Qingyun City had not disappeared from the beginning to the end, let alone disappeared. Instead, it had been captured by the Qi family.
The second elder, I have it as my own!
"It's the second elder of the Qi family, Qi Shengcheng!"
"Isn't he unconscious? How did he wake up?"
"No, even if he wakes up, with his previous weak state, it's impossible to kill someone, right?"
"You didn't see the black mist lingering around him, the resentment is strong, and the chill is bone-chilling. This guy must have practiced some vicious technique!"
At the same time, in Ye Wenfeng's field of vision, the crowd instantly burst into an uproar.
"alert!"
Ye Qingtian was the first to react at this moment and shouted loudly.
As soon as these words came out, the disciples of the Ye family, the disciples of the Tengjian Sect, and the students of Cangyun Academy were instantly startled, and they all drew out their weapons and showed vigilance.
"I just want to ask for a drink. Why is Patriarch Ye so nervous?"
Qi Shengcheng stopped in front of the waterfall. The rapid water covered most of the expression on his face, making him look even more gloomy. Two cold eyes were projected at this moment, scanning everyone, and finally fell on Ye.
On Qingtian.
"What's more, do you think you guys can stop me?"
Before he finished speaking, Qi Shengcheng took a step forward.
Buzz!
The void trembled slightly, and the rushing water in front of him suddenly separated, and quickly condensed into two water dragons shrouded in black mist, roaring ferociously, and flew towards everyone!