The cicadas whistled out the scorching summer. With the treatment and treatment of famous doctors from the "Chixiao Chamber of Commerce", Yunfeng's injuries were almost healed. The mission of the "Ziyunhai" mission was successfully completed, and it was time to say goodbye.
At the gate of the "Chixiao Mall", the hundreds of cavalry "Flying Bear Army" stood solemnly and was about to set off and leave. Jin Baxian and a group of senior officials of the "Chixiao Chamber of Commerce" stood at the gate of the city, happily seeing each other.
Song Jinghong said: "President Jin, I hope that from now on, we both can cooperate sincerely."
"Sure!" Jin Ba first punched Song Jinghong and said with great firmness.
Yun Feng's eyes fell on Jinling, his eyes soft and reluctant to leave.
"Jinling, wait for me to marry you." Yun Feng walked to Jinling and said softly.
Jin Ling did not refuse, she opened her red lips and said lightly: "I'll wait for you."
The two young men hugged each other tightly. Everyone around them chuckled slightly when they saw it.
Yun Zhenyu was quite proud. He never expected that his son would become the son-in-law of the 'Chixiao Chamber of Commerce'. Yun Zhenyu smiled and said, "President Jin, it seems that you and I will become in-laws in the near future."
"Haha..." Jin Baxian also laughed happily: "Elder Yun, if your betrothal gift is too shabby, I, Jin Baxian, won't agree."
"President Jin, don't worry, even if Yun sells the goods, he will definitely make the betrothal gift look glorious." Yun Zhenyu patted his chest and smiled.
"Ha ha ha ha......"
Amid the hearty laughter, the hundreds of cavalry "Flying Bear Army" lined up and spread to the distance...
Song Jinghong and others were quite happy along the way, and they completed the task perfectly. When people encounter happy events, everything they see is beautiful. Ye Junlin always has a gloomy face and doesn't know what they are thinking.
After walking for dozens of miles, the road ahead was blocked by mountain torrents and was forced to take a detour.
When passing through a small village, a wave of strange things suddenly broke out on Ye Junlin's originally cold face.
It was like someone or something was tying him.
"Master, I want to leave." Ye Junlin said lightly.
"Okay." Song Jinghong didn't ask much. He knew that Ye Junlin had his own reasons for doing things.
"The whole army stopped advancing." Song Jinghong issued an order to the 'Flying Bear Army', and then said to Ye Junlin: "We are waiting for you here, you can go."
Ye Junlin nodded to Song Jinghong with gratitude, and then his whole body turned into a breeze and disappeared.
Song Jinghong looked at Ye Junlin's back and sighed secretly. He vaguely felt that over the past period of time, the dark side in Ye Junlin's heart had an increasingly greater impact on the boy...
Purple mist shines in every corner of the small village. For those warriors in the "Xuanmai Realm" in the village, Ye Junlin's figure is a ghost, and they are completely unaware of it.
Ye Junlin's figure suddenly disappeared, sometimes appearing in front of the school, sometimes hiding in the shade of the tree.
This small village is called "Yejiazhuang". Ye Junlin grew up here since childhood.
Ye Junlin stopped silently in front of a dilapidated house. This was his home, which carried too many memories and laughter. But now, he has become no longer angry.
Ye Junlin stood in front of a window and gently wiped the spider on the window, feeling sad. He sighed, as if tears were flowing down.
Even though he had killed his enemies who killed his father and brother, those wonderful times could never be returned.
Purple mist surged, and Ye Junlin's figure appeared between a mountain forest. There was a cliff in the distance. At that time, Ye Junlin's brother jumped down from here.
The scene changed again, and Ye Junlin appeared on a mountain.
The grass and trees were green, and nodded slightly as the breeze blew. There was an extra tomb on the grassland.
Ye Junlin's heart trembled suddenly. He flew to the tomb and looked at the tombstone.
There are a few words engraved on the tombstone, but it is enough to shock Ye Junlin.
Because the tombstone reads: The tomb of my father. The signature is Ye Junmo.
It's my brother, my brother is still alive!
Ye Junlin trembled, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.
It was also at this moment that a blood-colored fog slowly gathered out from behind him.
"Who?" Ye Junlin was on guard and suddenly looked back.
The blood-colored light ball was wonderful because it slowly condensed into the face of an old man.
"Don't be afraid." The old man first made his position: "I have no malice."
Ye Junlin's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he stared at the blood-colored face in great confusion, and vaguely felt quite fearful.
"I, here I am telling you two things: First, your brother is not dead, if you want to see him, you will come to practice the Xiaojie Realm; second, your father is not without hope of resurrection, as long as you find the 'bird tree' within ten years."
The old man said it lightly, but for Ye Junlin, every word is worth a fortune!
These two news, no matter which one is undoubtedly the most important thing in his life, is the thing he can fight for for his whole life.
Ye Junlin bowed slightly to the bloody face and said with great joy: "Thank you for your advice, senior."
"It's okay, I'm also entrusted by someone." The blood-colored face gradually disappeared. Before leaving, the blood-colored face added: "The 'Red Ghost Curse' on your chest can be cured as long as there is a third-level 'Light Grass'."
The blood-colored mist completely disappeared. Ye Junlin surging with a surging rainbow. He knelt in front of his father's grave, kowtowed three heads heavily, and swore: "Father, within ten years, I will resurrect you."
The purple mist disappeared, and a quarter of an hour later, Ye Junlin returned to the team of "Purple Cloud Sea".
Song Jinghong looked at Ye Junlin, who was full of hope and no longer cold, and was secretly surprised: What did this kid experience just now, and why did his momentum suddenly become so softer?
Thinking of this, Song Jinghong smiled and said, "No matter what, as long as he recovers, it's fine."
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Time is like water, and months pass by in a flash.
In the past few months, Ye Junlin has not left the gate, locked himself in a small dark room, condensing and purifying his mysterious power while familiarizing himself with the mysterious skills he has practiced.
His condition has reached a small peak and he has become the well-deserved first person under the "Xuanling Level".
Amid Ye Junlin's expectation, the teleportation array on the Chixiao mortal realm finally came to its opening day.
The elders of the "Ziyunhai" accompanied Ye Junlin to the teleportation array. They were a little sad. The matter of "separation from you" was not a pleasant thing.
There were already several people waiting in front of the teleportation array. Among them, there was a person Ye Junlin was extremely familiar with.
He was covered in gold and jewelry.
"Jun Lin, why did you come!" Liang Bufan said with a smile.
"It's okay if you've missed it, it's useless to come so early." Ye Junlin replied.
Liang Bufan made a face at Ye Junlin with a funny expression.
Ye Junlin sighed secretly: Such a big man, he is still not serious at all.
In addition to Ye Junlin and Liang Bufan, there are also six warriors including Yuchi Jing from the "Wild Wolf Gang", who also want to go to the "Bixiao Xuanyuan".
Most of these people's cultivation is above the "Xuanshi Level", and they are all very young. The "Chixiao Fan Domain" is no longer their goal, and they are going to a wider space.
The teleportation array shines brightly, and it is finally time to open.
Yang Gongcheng, Yunfeng, Murong Yelun, Song Jinghong, Li Mu and other Ye Junlin's friends, elders and masters, quietly watched him board the teleportation array.
Ye Junlin waved at everyone, and said in a trembling voice: "Take care everyone!"
The white light swallowed their figures. Soon after, a wider space appeared before them...