When Xian'er woke up, she saw Ye Wuque sitting next to him practicing quietly. There was a burst of joy in his clear eyes, and then he seemed to have thought of something again, and his thin eyebrows frowned slightly.
As if feeling the warmth brought by the sun, Ye Wuque was shocked all over. The fighting spirit of the holy way that he had cultivated all night slowly subsided. His tightly closed eyes immediately opened, and he happened to meet Xian'er's clear eyes, who revealed
A sweet smile.
With joy on his face, Ye Wuque quickly stood up and asked with concern: "Xian'er, you're awake, how do you feel..."
Seeing the concern flashing across Ye Wuque's handsome face, Xian'er felt warm in her heart. She glanced at Ye Wuque's right hand and found that it was coated with healing medicine. Xian'er understood that last night, this young man who looked like his own brother might have saved his life again.
Her life.
A trace of inexplicable reluctance flashed across Xian'er's pretty face, and she sat up from the bed, looking at Ye Wuque with a bright smile: "Brother Wuque, if it hadn't been for you last night, Xian'er would have turned into a flying bird.
It's so gray, let's talk about it, this is the second time you have saved Xian'er's life, brother Wu Que."
Xian'er's voice was clear and sweet, but it contained sincere gratitude and deep emotions.
These words fell on Ye Wuque's ears, and he pretended to be angry: "Xian'er, if you meet Brother Wuque like this again, Brother Wuque will leave."
"Okay, Xian'er knows that she was wrong."
In the past ten years, Ye Wuque and Xian'er have accumulated a very deep brother-sister relationship. For Ye Wuque, in the entire Murong family, the only people he can't let go of are Murong Changqing and Xian'er. The former is his
A respected elder, the latter is his beloved sister.
"Xian'er, since you're fine, I'm relieved. You have a good rest. I'll leave first. I'll see you later."
The young man who had been watching all night touched Xian'er's hair and was about to turn around and leave. He knew that Xian'er might have a secret hidden in her body. After all, the scene last night made him understand a lot, but what happened?
For Ye Wuque, Xian'er is his sister. If his sister doesn't want to tell him, he won't ask. The important thing is, as long as Xian'er is safe.
Xian'er's pretty face with a smile turned into deep reluctance at some point. Looking at Ye Wuque preparing to leave, she suddenly said quietly: "Brother Wuque, Xian'er... is leaving..."
The girl's reluctant words fell on Ye Wuque's ears, causing him to stop in his steps and a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes. Perhaps in Ye Wuque's heart, he had already known that Xian'er would leave Murong's house sooner or later, but he didn't expect that.
It came so quickly.
"Brother Wu Que, Xian'er, like you, was fostered in Murong's family. It has been ten years. In these ten years, Xian'er has lived a very peaceful and happy life. Although Murong's family is small, it has peace and tranquility that cannot be found anywhere else.
Xianghe, here, I don’t need to be afraid or sad in my life. And you, brother Wuque, are always by Xianer’s side, making Xianer feel the warmth of family, and letting Xianer understand that there are immortals in this world.
Xian'er will never forget all these things that she cherishes..."
It seemed that the strings in her heart were deeply plucked. Xian'er's clear eyes were filled with tears, but she was not too sad, just deeply reluctant.
A pair of warm white hands gently embraced the girl into his arms. Ye Wuque stroked Xian'er's hair, his eyes were filled with reluctance, but his low words rang in Xian'er's ears: "Silly Xian'er, again
It's not a separation of life and death. Leaving the Murong family doesn't mean that we can't meet again. You see, I am about to leave the Murong family to participate in the Hundred Cities War. Fortunately, you said goodbye to me first. If it were me, wouldn't I have to do the same?
How many tears will you shed?"
"Pfft"
Xian'er, who was on Ye Wuque's shoulder, couldn't help laughing, and patted Ye Wuque gently with her little hand: "I hate it! Brother Wuque, you are making fun of me again..."
Xian'er's reluctance to give up seemed to be diluted a lot by Ye Wuque's teasing words. She looked at Ye Wuque's handsome face with gentle eyes and asked softly: "Brother Wuque, you must come to see me in the future."
Xian'er, are you okay?"
Feeling Xian'er's expectation and anxiety, Ye Wuque couldn't help but feel sad. He had not been with his parents since he was a child, and he and Uncle Fu separated early. Although Murong Changqing regarded him as his own, he brought him to Ye Wuque
The one who feels the most gentle and like an ordinary family member is Xian'er.
Now that the separation may be imminent, Ye Wuque's reluctance to give up is no less than that of Xian'er.
"Of course, no matter how far the journey is, Brother Wuque will definitely visit you in the future. This is Brother Wuque's promise."
Ye Wuque nodded heavily, with firm eyes and a firm tone.
Hearing Ye Wuque's affirmation, Xian'er burst into tears again and smiled, nodding her head again. The two looked at each other with a warm smile.
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"After this separation, I wonder what it will be like to meet again? Sora, can people really not escape separation?"
The slightly melancholy words gently rang in his heart. Ye Wuque left Xian'er Small Building and walked on the stone path. The breeze brought a trace of parting reluctance and gently brushed Ye Wuque's cheek.
"Haha, there is no banquet in the world that never ends. Even if we are close relatives of flesh and blood, one day we will have to say goodbye... Don't worry, this little girl is from the lineage of Phoenix Luan. With her state of merging with the true spirit last night, in the
Feng Luan Goddess must also have a high status. Although I don’t know why Feng Luan Goddess would let such a disciple be fostered in a small place like Murong’s family, her future life will only get better and better."
"Feng Luan Tiannu? She seems to be very powerful. What kind of existence is she?"
Ye Wuque is not surprised that Kong can know the goddess Feng Luan. Kong has only lost the most important memory about who he is, but he can still recall some other memories that are not very important to him, such as identifying the pill.
The same goes for medicine.
The goddess Feng Luan aroused curiosity in Ye Wuque's heart.
"In my remaining memory, there are some descriptions of this. This is why I can tell that the little girl is integrating the true spirit. Fengluan Heavenly Girl does not represent a person, but a collective name for a long-standing force.
, they are all women, but all of them are extremely powerful. Even in that place where all the forces gather, they still have a very strong reputation!"
"Feng Luan Celestial Girl's lineage of martial arts are unique and extremely powerful, all originating from the accompanying true spirits that are born in their bodies. Every year, Feng Luan Celestial Girl sends countless disciples to explore the world, looking for those who are still carrying the true spirit.
Infant girls are brought into the family, and this little girl is probably the same. However, although the lineage of Feng Luan Tiannu is powerful, she also has a weird temper and is not easy to get along with."
"Oh? It's quite a strange force.
Ye Wuque was secretly surprised by Kong's explanation, but he also understood that Xian'er would not suffer after returning to Fengluan Tiannv, so he temporarily put aside his worries.
"In short, work hard. With your qualifications, if it weren't for the ten years of destruction of the Holy Law of Dou Zhan, your current achievements will definitely not be compared to that Junshan Lie. But for everything, you drink and peck, and you spend ten years.
After years of condensing the source of the holy law, you will get great blessings from it. Yes, this world is very big. As long as you continue to become stronger, one day you will find that this world is infinitely wonderful."
Ye Wuque didn't understand that this was Kong Zai's disguised attempt to enlighten him. He smiled slightly, calmed down his mood, and with a flash of his body, he hurried towards the place where Murong Changqing lived.
"Uncle Changqing, I would like to see you in no uncertain terms."
Standing outside Murong Changqing's room, Ye Wuque said respectfully.
"You brat, now that you're here, what are you doing outside? Why don't you come in!"
An energetic voice came from the room. Hearing Murong Changqing's words, Ye Wuque's heart relaxed slightly. He understood that Murong Changqing's injuries were no longer serious.
Murong Changqing was sitting on the chair in the living room with a rosy face, as if he had just finished practicing. When he saw Ye Wuque coming in, a smile appeared on his face.
"Uncle Changqing, are your injuries okay?"
Approaching Murong Changqing, Ye Wuque asked.
"It's okay. Jun Shanlie didn't kill me, he just injured me. I only need to rest for a few days and I will recover."
Murong Changqing waved his hand to indicate that Ye Wuque was fine.
Hearing Murong Changqing mention Jun Shanlie, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and without any concealment, he was immediately caught by Murong Changqing.
Thinking of the four-year agreement Ye Wuque made with Jun Shanlie yesterday, Murong Changqing sighed again.
"Uncle Changqing, don't worry, in four years, I will definitely defeat Jun Shanlie and avenge you for yesterday's revenge!"
Ye Wuque's tone was decisive. It was obvious that Ye Wuque had already been murderous towards Jun Shanlie!
Looking at the burden that the young man in front of him carried alone, Murong Changqing was moved but at the same time worried, but then this worry was swept away because he knew that the Ye Wuque of today is no longer the Ye of the past.
No shortage of!
He has risen again, and this time, he will shine brightly. Four years later, who dares to conclude that Ye Wuque will not be able to defeat Jun Shanlie?
"Wuque, you come to me, you must have something to ask about, right?"
Murong Changqing seemed to know what Ye Wuque was thinking, and spoke with a smile.
"Well, Wu Que is here to say goodbye to you. After all, since I have promised to represent the main city of Longguang in the Hundred Cities War, I don't know how long I will be away, so I want to say goodbye to you."
Looking at Murong Changqing, Ye Wuque replied.
"Haha... City Lord Qi allows you to participate in the war on behalf of the main city of Longguang. He must have seen your strength and potential. This is also the honor of my Murong family. It doesn't matter if you go!"
Murong Changqing's face was full of smiles. Ye Wuque's ability to represent the main city of Longguang in the Hundred Cities War already explained something.
Then Ye Wuque took a deep breath, looked at Murong Changqing with burning eyes and said in a deep voice: "The second thing Wuque came to do is that he hopes you can tell me about Uncle Fu."
Looking at the persistent gaze of the young man in front of him, Murong Changqing sighed leisurely, and a trace of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.
"Wu Que, I know you will ask me about this matter sooner or later. Anyway, now you should also know about that person, your Uncle Fu."
Ye Wuque's breathing became a little faster under Murong Changqing's words, but he listened with bated breath, not wanting to miss any word.
"That was eleven years ago. Because I couldn't stand the few monks who were burning, killing and looting outside the main city of Longguang, I wanted to get rid of them in anger, but I didn't expect to fall into those people's tricks.
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"Although the cultivation of those few people is not as good as mine, together they can still pose a threat to me. In addition, I was accidentally ambushed and was about to die when that person appeared!"
Speaking of this, Murong Changqing's eyes flashed with a light of astonishment and respect!
"I still can't forget it. I just pointed at the three people lightly, and those three masters who were in the fifth realm of Xifan Qi Realm turned into fly ash and disappeared between the heaven and the earth."
Murong Changqing's tone was a little trembling, it was obvious that Uncle Fu's terrifying methods were still unforgettable to this day.
Ye Wuque was also inexplicably excited. From this point of view, Uncle Fu was indeed a powerful monk.
"Although that man looked middle-aged, his aura was as deep as the sea and as vast as the ocean, and there was a sleeping little boy lying on his back at the time."
Murong Changqing looked towards Ye Wuque, and it was obvious that the little boy was Ye Wuque.
"However, that person coughed from time to time. I even saw dark red blood stains on his sleeves. Although I am not a healing expert, I can still tell that the person has hidden wounds and has been for a long time. years."
As soon as these words came out, Ye Wuque was shocked!