Even though he knew in advance that the living conditions of the Ye family and his son were not very good, Dongfang Mingyue's eyebrows still furrowed tightly when the Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance of the village in the city.
With her status, it is almost impossible for her to have any interaction with such a slum, whether she is the heavenly daughter of the Yanjing Dongfang family or the contemporary saint of the Yaochi ancient sect.
But today, out of necessity, she came anyway.
He Fang got out of the car first, walked around and then bent down to open the door for her, like a humble servant.
However, as soon as the car door opened, a strong, rancid smell hit my nose.
Dongfang Mingyue glanced at the ground, which was full of filthy water.
She pondered for a moment, then suddenly got out of the car and walked towards the village in the city.
But if anyone looks carefully, they will be surprised to find that every time her feet are about to touch the ground, there seems to be an invisible force holding her slender feet up.
Without touching the ground, lotuses are born every step of the way!
Dongfang Mingyue was wearing a lake blue dress that reached her knees, revealing her two slender jade legs, which looked like fine porcelain without any flaws.
Looking from a distance, her otherworldly, immortal figure formed a sharp contrast with the dirty and messy environment around her.
It is not late at night, so there are still many food stalls open on the streets of urban villages.
Many migrant workers and idle gangsters in the surrounding area were drinking and bragging. Suddenly, such a beautiful woman appeared in their sights. It was like a fairy descending from the Nine Heavens to the mortal world. Their eyes were wide open, and some even shed tears!
They have never seen such a stunning beauty in their lives!
Compared with her, even the big stars on TV seem to be overshadowed and not worth mentioning.
It was as if just one look from her could captivate people, making them forget their own names and fall under her pomegranate skirt.
If she had been born in the late Shang Dynasty, she would have been Su Daji, who brought disaster to the country and the people!
If she was born on a weekend, she would have attracted the praise of King Zhou You, who "played with the princes with beacon fire"!
If she were born in ancient Greece, she would be Helen who triggered the Trojan War!
…
Suddenly, a few gangsters stood up subconsciously and walked towards her.
Maybe they didn't want to do anything blasphemous, but just wanted to say hello to the goddess in their hearts.
But on the other side, He Fang felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, his whole body tensed up, and he secretly thought he was about to suffer.
He Fang was afraid that bringing too many people around would make Dongfang Mingyue dissatisfied, so he didn't bring a single bodyguard.
Now with his own strength, he may not be able to stop these gangsters!
Seeing those gangsters getting closer and closer, with only less than ten meters away from the two of them, He Fang took a deep breath, with a stern look in his eyes, determined that even if he risked his own life, he would not let Dongfang Mingyue be there.
Nothing went wrong here!
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Dongfang Mingyue didn't even look at those gangsters. She opened her red lips slightly and said coldly:
"roll!"
Her voice was not very loud, but like thunder from the nine heavens, it was directly imprinted on the consciousness of everyone present.
For just a moment, those gangsters seemed to be under a restraining spell, standing there dumbly, unable to move at all.
The hairs all over their bodies stood up, as if their hearts were being pinched hard by a pair of invisible hands, almost suffocating them.
"boom!"
The next moment, they seemed to have been hit by a high-speed train. Their bodies flew more than ten meters away and collapsed on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
…
"hiss!"
When the remaining customers in the food stall in the distance saw this, they couldn't help but suck in a breath of air, gaping, and opened their mouths wide enough to swallow their own fists.
The scene just now had an unprecedented visual impact on them.
The eyes of everyone looking at Dongfang Mingyue changed from the intense enthusiasm and coveting at the beginning to overwhelming fear.
Just one word can cause such terrifying destructive power, just like the legendary monster!
Almost at the same time, they ran away, just wanting to get away from this "witch" immediately!
But at this time, Dongfang Mingyue seemed to have swatted away a few annoying flies. Without even frowning, she tapped her lotus feet and continued to walk forward.
However, after walking a few steps, she turned around again, looked at He Fang and ordered: "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you hurry up and lead the way?"
Feeling the dissatisfaction in the words, He Fang shuddered and recovered from the shock.
He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and then trotted over, leading the way in front of Dongfang Mingyue.
But this time, his head was buried even lower, and he didn't even dare to peek at her from the corner of his eye.
Although He Fang knew that Dongfang Mingyue had joined an ancient sect before this, he thought that it was just to strengthen his body. He never expected that Dongfang Mingyue would develop such unpredictable kung fu!
For a moment, the atmosphere became a little silent, and only He Fang's footsteps were left.
After a while, He Fang led Dongfang Mingyue to the door of a shabby room.
From the light coming out of the crack in the door, I knew there was someone inside.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
He Fang knocked on the door and shouted respectfully: "Excuse me... is this Mr. Ye Nantian's house?"
"Squeak!"
The old wooden door made a dull sound.
The next moment, the wooden door opened, and a vicissitudes of life appeared in their sight.
Looking closely, I saw the middle-aged man wearing coarse linen clothes, with slanting eyes, long eyebrows, high forehead and straight nose. He must have been a handsome man when he was young.
However, the years still left deep marks on his face, his temples were gray, but the sleeve on his right side was empty.
At this moment, Ye Nantian suddenly asked: "Two of you, are you...?"
His voice was gentle and calm, as calm as boiled water, without any aura of being strong!
Hearing this, Dongfang Mingyue slightly bent towards him and said, "Uncle Ye, I am still Dongfang Mingyue of the Dongfang family. You should still remember me, right?"
"Mingyue... Mingyue's niece!"
Ye Nantian suddenly thought of something and suddenly realized it. He quickly took a step back to leave a passage for her and said:
"Come in quickly! The last time I saw you, you were still an infant! I didn't expect that after so many years, you have grown into a big girl!"
Dongfang Mingyue and He Fang walked into the house together. The space was cramped and cramped, with only four walls, and the end could be seen at a glance.
Although she was mentally prepared, Dongfang Mingyue was still a little surprised when she actually came in. She didn't expect that the Chinese God of War, who was so manipulative and shocking in all directions, would actually be in such a state of decline.
Although there was always a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, the disdain in her heart was even greater.
And there was no place to sit in the room.
Ye Nantian also found a hard bench from somewhere, which was covered with dust.
Seeing this, Dongfang Mingyue frowned and said quickly: "Uncle Ye, I'm not tired, just stand!"
When Ye Nantian heard this, he didn't insist anymore, but looked at Dongfang Mingyue up and down, as if a father-in-law looked at his daughter-in-law.
Feeling this kind of look, Dongfang Mingyue felt a twinge of pain in her heart, but she didn't want to attack immediately.
Although she really couldn't connect with the Ye Nantian in front of her and the arrogant "Chinese God of War" back then.
However, over the years, she has heard too many legends and deeds about Ye Nantian from her parents and sect elders. Deep down in her heart, she even vaguely regards Ye Nantian as her idol!
But now that she saw it, her illusions were shattered and she was greatly disappointed.
…
At this time, Dongfang Mingyue looked around and found that there was no one else in the room except Ye Nantian, so she asked: "Uncle Ye, isn't Master Ling at home?"
"You mean Xiaofan? He went out and I don't know when he will come back!" Ye Nantian said.
Hearing this, Dongfang Mingyue breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Mingyue, if I guess correctly, the method you practice should be the "Tai Shang Forgetting Love Sutra" of the ancient Yaochi sect!"
Suddenly, Ye Nantian's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he looked at her solemnly and said: "The greatest forgetfulness of love is not ruthless! The greatest forgetfulness of love is the lowest level of love, but the love is with us! You and I are all human beings, and we will eventually move.
compassion!
If you have never picked up something, how can you put it down? If you blindly pursue a ruthless state, you are sacrificing your roots for the last! Even if your cultivation level temporarily increases rapidly, you will inevitably encounter the catastrophe of inner demons in the future!"