The lover of the Ninth Princess was Ye Xukai, the first general of Daxia. The two loved each other and gave birth to Ye Wan. But one day, she heard the cry of a child in the palace courtyard, and the kind-hearted Ninth Princess took the child away.
He was adopted and named Ye Chen.
And his calligraphy was the Jinhua that Congran picked for him when Ye Chen worshiped him as a savior later.
When Ye Chen was three or four years old, the crazy maid suddenly said that she was Ye Chen's biological mother, and then told how she climbed onto the general's bed and gave birth to him. Little Ye Chen didn't believe it, so the crazy maid took off her shirt.
, the butterfly bone was exposed, and there was a butterfly mark in the middle. Xiaoye Chen was convinced.
The crazy maid saw that he was living so well, so she thought of letting him steal some things, so that she, a servant, could live a miserable life by stuffing money into her. Xiao Yechen nodded ignorantly and agreed.
One day, he stole the third princess's jewelry and a bunch of pastries on the dinner table.
Discovered by the children of the third princess and the fifth princess, they sneered in confusion. They did not expect that the child of the dignified ninth princess would act so uncleanly. During the chase, Xiao Yechen unfortunately fell down and fell into the mud. The cakes and jewelry were dirty.
Already.
The third princess's child felt disgusted and gave alms to Xiao Ye Chen.
Several children kicked him a few times, warned him not to steal anything, and then left.
Xiao Yechen got up, picked up a few less dirty cakes and put them in his pocket, picked up the jewelry, and walked towards a remote road.
The weeds grew up to a person's waist, and it was quite desolate. It was a thatched house, and a crazy woman with messy hair and unclear speech lived in it. But in front of Xiao Yechen, her stupidity disappeared, and she glanced at his hand.
The girl sighed and brought medicinal wine to wipe his wound. She told him that if he endured it, we would be able to make the decision soon. Xiaoye shook his head and told her not to do this, but she got a slap in the face.
Thinking about it now, it feels like the pain of a knife cutting across the tip of my heart.
Her high-pitched voice seemed to pierce her eardrums: "Are you used to being pampered? If people knew you were born to me, would there still be so many people supporting you?"
Not long after the peaceful days, smoke rose up, and a fire came into his eyes. Xiao Yechen saw that the place where the fire was burning was the residence of the crazy maid, so he ran to her like crazy, shouting her name in the fire.
Suddenly there was a scream, the sound of death.
Yes, the crazy maid killed the fifth princess and the third princess's lustful child, and then burned them in a fire.
She said: "My children should not suffer such injustice."
Xiaoye Chen was touched at first glance, and foolishly followed the crazy maid to Yulong Peak, where he and a group of people dressed in black massacred the entire Yulong Peak, and had people dig out the music score and take away the broken piano.
Having offended many people, Xiao Ye Chen could not escape easily at this time. He made mistakes again and again, and helped the crazy maid to set fire to the palace, but he never thought that the other party actually wanted to kill him.
As for the princess's palace being burned down, most of the crazy maids could be considered as arsonists.
Hearing this, Cong Ran didn't react much. Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that this was how the little master in his previous life was indifferent to everything.
For a moment, he was like a storyteller. She was listening. He didn't know how much she was listening to or what she was feeling. This kind of desolation confused him. Since when did he start to care about the emotions given by a person?
Or maybe she became a beam of light in his world. He wanted to get closer, but he was afraid of being illuminated and revealing his ferocious face, so he had to hide in a corner and watch from a distance.
Congran poured a cup of tea, spread out the Go chess set aside, and held a black chess piece between his middle and index fingers: "When I picked you up and ate at a nearby restaurant, you didn't eat much, but those were not your favorite things. ?”
He was born in Daxia and grew up in Daxia. He likes to eat light food and dislikes spicy food. Later, when he came to Salvation, he saw that Xie Fang and Lin Yi put some spicy oil on their meals every time, so he gradually changed his taste. This I changed it and it became a hobby, no matter how spicy it is, I don’t enjoy it.
Ye Chen took the white chess piece she pushed.
"Are you helping people?" Cong Ran followed closely and dropped a sunspot.
In order to protect the chess piece from being captured, Ye Chen quickly made an important move and said: "Although the crazy maid is my mother, she is also the core figure of the Soul Killing Cult now. She told me that there is more than one masterpiece to save the world. As for the music score, Master, don't worry, No one from the Soul Killing Cult is proficient in music."
In his previous life, without the golden elixir, Ye Chen practiced the formations and rhythms to learn this musical notation, which was no easier than the forbidden technique. Fortunately, at that time, he was undistracted, extremely desperate, and had little desire to have a baby, so he learned this great skill. become.
Congran curled his lips and said nothing.
Ye Chen didn't know what kind of medicine the other party took this time, but after twenty attempts, he was defeated. He was stunned for a moment and said: "Come again."
It was another twenty rounds and Ye Chen was defeated.
In the third round, he finally managed to hold on for a little longer, lasting thirty rounds, and was defeated by Cong Ran again.
In the fifth game, he lasted 70 times.
In the sixth game... Cong Ran was defeated in ten rounds.
No wonder it’s not easy!
Ye Chen looked at the mess of chess pieces and finally sighed: "Master, if you feel uncomfortable due to the poison on your body, you can take the medicine she gave you, which is said to be this month's antidote. I don't know much about medical skills, so I'll give it to Wuwei first. Let the Taoist take a look and make sure it's not poisonous before using it."
The small black bottle circled around the table, stood upright, and Congran childishly put the black chess piece on the bottle cap: "What will you do in the future?"
"Ghosts come to kill ghosts, and Buddhas come to kill Buddhas. What else can I do?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at Cong Ran, with an expression on his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. The ruffian way he spoke gave off a nice and carefree look.
She was looking for him for a period of time, and he deliberately hid. At that time, he was wondering whether he would be secretly happy or worried if he came back to save the world. After all, the Demon Palace in his previous life was admired by thousands of people if he said it nicely, but if he said it badly, Deep in the cold palace, he was the only one. Suffering from the cold and loneliness of the world, Emperor Ye Chen often ran to Liangzhou Hall to see his master who had made no sound and was as quiet as sleeping.
I long to see a living, warm little master with a weak heartbeat. Even if I take a look at it, I seem to laugh out loud just thinking about it. I don’t know why, but I don’t feel so painful when I can’t find it. But I am so happy to have found it. Especially now, the cold master will care about me and take care of my mood.
Ye Chen was so happy that he seemed a little dizzy and couldn't even say a word. Then the air slowed down, as if it was flowing happily and happily.
"Master Eternal Snow Young Valley is back. He is not dead. He is alive and well. He went out to practice and avoid this disaster. When he comes back, he will work with us to find a way to deal with the Soul Killing Cult."
Xie Fang's careless voice came from outside the door.
Cong Ran scrawled away the remaining chess pieces and took Xie Fang and Ye Chen to the Elder's House.
The third elder was right when he said it before. No one in the ancient snow had survived, except for the dozens of people brought out by Xue Yiran.
Xie Fang and others were about to open the door and walk into the presbytery. The little girl squatting at the door stood up and stopped him. She looked quiet and had an arrogant and domineering air when she opened her mouth.
"Even if you are the young master of the village, there is an order from the Elders' Council that no disciples are allowed to enter, and you can't enter without the instructions from your master and elders."
Ye Chen was still thinking about this girl's name. Xie Fang lowered his head, leaned forward slightly, and said with a smile on his face: "What about you? Are you unable to get in and have to squat here? Wait for your sweetheart to come out.
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"What nonsense are you talking about? What kind of relationship..." Liu Ningning, who had just been so aggressive, suddenly felt like a ball was deflated. Her voice became softer and softer, until she lost her voice afterward.
"Are you shy? I think you will be able to achieve perfection by the end of this year, right? How far have you developed? Let me tell you, Senior Brother Xie." He put a hand on Liu Ningning's shoulder and asked very gossipy.
"Senior brother seems to be very concerned about their affairs." Ye Chen was talking about Xie Fang, but the person he was looking at was Cong Ran. His dark eyes were full of tiredness and boredom, and the look in her eyes was addictive.
Congran said "Oh" and analyzed from an objective perspective: "Xue Yiran is a person who likes to raise eagles. He is not a womanizer and has an extraordinary talent, but he only has a crush on Liu Ningning. This little girl is good at everything and practices.
Her abilities are pretty good, but her brain is not working well. She has the same mind-set with Xue Yiran, and her practice has stalled. Xiao Shen, you can't be like her."
The implication is that you need to cut off the world of mortals and practice wholeheartedly.
Ye Chen definitely didn't want to, and stared at Cong Ran with eyes that gradually deepened: You are the only person in the world who messes with my thoughts.
"Immortal Lord! I don't have it. I just encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation." Liu Ningning stamped her feet anxiously and explained.
Xie Fang watched her reaction condescendingly, and laughed a few times in his chest. He placed his hand in front of her eyes and snapped his fingers, creating a crystal, in which several disciples studying the formation were projected: "Not yet? Not until now.
You know a few formations, and your fellow disciples are about to leave now, right?"
"I... I'm not talented, no, I'm diligent. Can't I be diligent from today on..."
Liu Ningning was so anxious that tears flowed down her face.
Ye Chen crossed his arms and came to Xie Fang's side, raising his chin frivolously towards Liu Ningning, "The little girl turns out to be a crybaby. If you want me to be Xue Yiran, you can do whatever it takes..."
"You two follow me in." Congran threw up his robe and took the two apprentices with him.
Ye Chen snickered and gave a thumbs up: As expected of my master, he is so domineering.
Several elders sitting on the high platform were not surprised to see Ye Chen behind Cong Ran, and they didn't even bother to say anything. However, the third elder Yang Chen frowned comfortably when he saw that Cong Ran was followed by a little tail.
It’s on.
"Master! Have you forgotten the rules? Why...how come another young disciple has come in? The elders are talking about important things. How can it be, how can it be, oh, Master, you have lived too long and you are confused?"
When Cong Ran came to the seat, Ye Chen knowingly pulled out a stool for her, and also helped her make hot tea. He blew a few sips and passed it to her. The tea leaves in the cup fluttered a few times, and the fragrance mixed with the heat floated away. Cong Ran lowered his head
Eyes, looking at the ripples on the face.
She did not answer the question posed by Yang Chen, but went straight to the topic, the doubt that had troubled the monks for a long time: "Saving the world for more than a thousand years, cultivation, in the end, is nothing more than pure cultivation and demonic cultivation. We have always opposed demonic cultivation, because
Some demonic cultivators practice skills that require blood sacrifices, some require soul sacrifices, some have backlash, and generally have some malignant flaws. But if a practitioner of the Eight Sutras is full of evil, what is the difference from those demonic cultivators?"
Any accomplished monk hates demonic cultivators to the core. They have seen too many life and death, and all kinds of people who are as good as their own salt. For those who want to gain cultivation quickly, they will do whatever it takes to learn evil ways.
scoff.
In addition, in the past hundred years, the Demon Lord has frequently launched large-scale wars. Over time, if anyone dares to mention the Demon Clan and the Demon Cultivator, they will never give a good look.
On the contrary, Cong Ran distinguishes good from evil. Although this kind of thing is very common, it only comes into the mouth of a group of well-known and decent people. It's okay if nothing happens, but if something happens, they will turn their mouths faster than anyone else.
Probably Ran has never been angry in front of others, and has always been tepid. The stereotype of "you do whatever you want, I don't care" is deeply rooted in people's hearts. So much so that when you go to the folk world, you often come across temples with stone statues of Fuyao Immortal.
"But is there any demon cultivator in the world who has not killed countless people and caused public outrage?" Someone said dissatisfiedly.
Cong Ran took a sip of tea, his eyes were as clear as water, and it was not difficult to see his own figure from those bright eyes, which seemed to contain infinite meaning: "Your Excellency, you have forgotten the former Ye Xukai."
There was a murmur below.
Demon general Ye Xukai once saved hundreds of innocent people near the two realms of humans and demons. Although he is deceased, his good deeds accumulated during his lifetime were enough to lead him to a good reincarnation.
Congran swept across the hall, his innate aura overpowering the criticism: "We will definitely have a battle with the demons, and we will not be able to escape. Now because of the tragic death of Young Master Lin of Taoyunmen, I am the 196th Young Master of the Village.
Just thank you for doing it."
The elders did not object, because for the position of young village leader, they first chose Lin Yi, followed by Xie Fang. As for Ye Chen, a useless person, they did not put it in their calculations at all.
The great elder Zi Suyi still had a smile on his face, his eyes narrowed into slits and he took the lead in applauding in celebration: "Congratulations on becoming the owner of Stepping Cloud Sect, thank you owner."
Elder Yang Chen's usually stinking face turned clear. He let out a sigh, clapped his palms together, and reluctantly celebrated.
Xie Fang was sitting at the next table. He was holding a cup, and his absent-minded look made Ye Chen wonder if he was listening. Moving his eyes, his pale cheeks were in a daze, with no tears in them, and an emotion that was more than sorrowful.
Feeling the hot gaze, Xie Fang trembled, turned his eyes and looked at Cong Ran blankly: "I'm sorry, Master, what did you say? I was distracted just now...I didn't hear it."
Ye Chen was silent for a second and reminded in a low voice: "Master has appointed you as the Young Master of the Cloud-Taking Sect. Hurry up and accept the order..."
Xie Fang met Cong Ran's eyes and looked at his shoes in panic: "I have thanked Master, and from now on, I will do my best to take care of Stepping Cloud Gate for my senior brother."
What kind of reaction is this? Ye Chen was speechless, looking strangely between them.
"Good! Master Xie's determination is no worse than that of Master Lin. I think Tayunmen will be able to regain his strength soon and create greater glory!" Elder Zi Suyi praised cheerfully.
"I, I have one more thing to say." Congran said calmly.
Zi Suyi looked at her with a tigerish smile: "Hmm? What's the matter? Please tell me."
"Seeing Ye Chen in the future is like meeting the deity. His orders are equivalent to the deity's orders. Anyone who disobeys the order will be dealt with according to the rules."
Zi Suyi's smile did not change: "The leader ensures that the young disciples will not have second thoughts?"
"He won't," Cong Ran said firmly.
Trust without reason, trust wholeheartedly.
Ye Chen bit the soft meat on the inner wall of his mouth, took a deep breath, put the back of his hand on his forehead, and thought to himself: Silly Master... you are so stupid. It's not worth it for me...
Xue Yiran, who clung to Wan Guxue to save the world and caused the tragic death of the entire clan, was the first to jump out and oppose Cong Ran's actions.
"Think twice, Immortal Lord, although he is outstanding, his status and status cannot be equal to yours. If this is the case, the comfort of the people in the world cannot be guaranteed. It is simply a big joke to let them listen to the words of an ominous person. Nowadays, killing souls The Sect has massacred the Eternal Snow Family and Yu Longfeng, and the Taoyun Sect of Salvation has been almost crippled. Of the original four great families, Qianlin Sect and Salvation are still left. You should know that the Soul Killing Sect is just the Demon Lord. A killer unit, thousands of soldiers have not yet arrived."
Xue Yiran was dressed in a crescent-white brocade robe that was tailored to fit her body. She had a slim and tall figure, and her long silver hair was tied up high, giving off a slight sense of oppression. If it weren't for the heroic spirit between her brows and the cold-as-ice essence in her eyes, The awn should be like orchids and jade trees, light and wind shining brightly on the moon, indescribably noble and elegant, like poetry and painting.
"I am informing you, not asking for advice."
From the beginning to the end, Ran had a paralyzed face, and she had the illusion of "if you don't show off, or die", she got up and left Salvation first. Ye Chen and Xie looked at each other, ignoring the good tea in the cups, and hurriedly got up to follow. So far. , according to the information obtained, the person most suspected of being a spy is Elder Zi Suyi. There is even an accurate spearhead that can point out the flaw, but she did not expose it in the elders' court.
Wait any longer, the time has not come yet.
"How many times has it been? Does she still take us seriously?" Yang Chen was trembling with anger, his chest rising and falling greatly.
"The leader probably has an idea." Zi Suyi looked at the weather outside.
Yang Chen frowned: "What can she have in mind?"
"Don't think too simplistically about her. We have controlled her for so many years. If we want to rebel, it is reasonable." Zi Suyi lowered her voice, rolled up her sleeves, and yawned, "It's getting cold, put on more clothes. Let's go." Come on, it’s all gone.”
As several elders left one after another, Liu Ningning came to care about Xue Yiran. The conversation between the two of them was quite normal at the beginning, but by the tenth sentence, something was wrong - the young couple were flirting.
Xie Fang patted Ye Chen who stopped and was about to eat melon: "Isn't it too big a deal to watch the excitement?"
"I don't know if the matter is serious or not. Look at that girl..." Ye Chen grabbed the pig's trotter he put on his shoulders and threw it away ruthlessly.
Xie Fang shamelessly approached her again, getting even closer than before, barely touching her ear: "Have you fallen in love with her? Don't think about it, Liu Ningning is Xue Yiran's sweetheart."
"Don't you think she's weird?"
"?" Xie Fang couldn't figure it out.
Ye Chen looked deeply at Liu Ningning. She was talking and laughing at Xue Yiran. Her round, almond-shaped eyes glanced at him and glared at him fiercely.