In the silent temple, Yelong's cold voice came out quietly like a ghost.
At this time, Ye Ming had explained everything clearly to the two women. Seeing the two women still standing beside Ye Ming, explaining their choices with their actions, Ye Long felt faintly happy for Ye Ming when he saw this.
When he left just now, Ye Long had already made a decision in his heart. If Han Qian and Qiao Er dared to betray Ye Ming, he would turn into a cold-blooded executioner. Even if Ye Ming blamed them, he would not do anything.
He mercilessly killed the two women immediately.
Factors that can shake Master Ye should not exist in this world!
The decision of the two women did not disappoint Yelong. At this time, in Yelong's heart, the two of them were the second objects of protection after Ye Ming.
Of course, without Ye Ming's order, the arrogant Ye Long would not have been able to obey the two women's orders. Don't forget, he is the strongest man in ancient times, the Demon Lord Tianwai. Ordinary people want to boss him around.
, that is definitely looking for death.
"Aaron, are you back?"
Ye Ming gradually began to get used to Ye Long's elusiveness. It must be said that human beings' adaptability is really strong.
"yes!"
Standing quietly behind Ye Ming, Ye Long's tone remained indifferent.
Qiao Er stared at Ye Long with a strange look. She always felt that Ye Long's gaze on her made her a little uncomfortable. It was a condescending gaze, as if everything was in his hands, Qiao Er felt in her heart
Understand, that is the power that naturally arises from the strong.
And this kind of gaze has been restrained since just now, at least now Qiaoer no longer feels that discomfort, so Qiaoer did not deliberately bring it up.
On the other hand, Han Qian turned a blind eye to Ye Long. Apart from Ye Ming, even if Ye Long was Ye Ming's best comrade, in Han Qian's eyes, he was just a passerby, at most a relatively strong passerby.
As one of the parties involved, Ye Ming could naturally feel the somewhat disharmonious atmosphere in the venue.
There was a wry smile in my heart. The three people around me were all personalities. Even Qiao Er, who usually had a smile on his face, still had the pride of being a dragon in his heart. Han Qian and Ye Long were two parallel lines. Ye
Ming very doubted that if there was no middle point like him, the two of them would never be able to speak a word for the rest of their lives.
The current fact is that Ye Ming has never seen the two of them exchange a word since they met.
"Aaron what is that?"
Trying to ease the stiff atmosphere in the venue, Ye Ming turned his eyes and saw a strange ball of light in Ye Long's hand.
"This is a sealed sect-level strongman. Master Ye is currently a little weak in strength, so during this trip, the villain specially captured him and dedicated it to Master Ye."
Ye Long said in a calm tone. After observing Ye Ming for so long, he naturally knew that Ye Ming's cultivation method was also improved by killing people, but he didn't know what kind of technique Ye Ming practiced, and how it related to his dragon-slaying technique.
Are there any similarities? No matter who you kill, you can absorb their essence after death to strengthen yourself.
The Dragon-Slaying Technique is the top cultivation technique in the world of melting beasts. It was originally obtained by Yelong by chance when he traveled through time. Later, he used it to develop a powerful skill, and this is how the Demon Lord from outside the world that everyone feared appeared.
Although he doesn’t know the detailed method of Ye Ming’s cultivation and whether he can directly rely on killing to improve, for him, capturing a clan-level strongman alive is just a matter of easy capture, and it won’t cost him too much effort. It’s really not possible. Killing is not possible.
Just drop it.
Ye Long's tone was calm, as if he was talking about what to eat for dinner today, but the content shocked Ye Ming!
The time between Yelong's departure and his return was less than thirty minutes, right?
He captured a Zong-level strongman alive in thirty minutes. He knew that the Zun-level strongman was very strong, but this was a little too strong...
Naturally, ordinary powerful people at the respect level are not that strong, but Ye Ming did not expect that Ye Long is not only a powerful person at the level of respect, but also a peak figure who stands at the top of the level of respect, not to mention the Zong level. There are more than a thousand powerful men under his command. In Yelong's eyes, the mere sect-level men are no different from babies who have no power to resist.
Yelong flicked his hand, and the ball of light in his hand immediately jumped out and gently fell to the ground. The ball of light immediately shattered as soon as it touched the ground.
The ball of light shattered, and in its place was an old man with a weak aura.
"Sir Ye, please"
Turning around, Ye Long cupped his hands towards Ye Ming, and immediately moved his body away, completely exposing the old man behind him. At this time, with just one stroke, Ye Ming could easily kill the old man and obtain the Huge experience value.
"..."
Looking at the half-dead old man on the floor, a trace of hesitation flashed through Ye Ming's heart. Although he already regarded human life very lightly, he still could not treat human life as trivial as Ye Long did.
The venue fell into silence for a moment. Ye Long, Han Qian, and Qiao Er could all clearly feel the hesitation in Ye Ming's heart. Even Ye Bai in Han Qian's arms could see that a pair of small His eyes were full of worry.
Ye Long did not rush Ye Ming. If Ye Mingzhi stood at the top of the mainland, he had to overcome this difficulty. As long as Ye Ming could cross this threshold, he wanted to help Ye Ming in a short time with his ninth-level peak strength. It is not difficult at all to quickly become stronger within a short period of time.
During this free time, Yelong’s eyes? Xiang Hanqian... no, to be precise, it was Yebai in Hanqian’s arms. There seemed to be something special in Yelong’s eyes as he stared at Yebai. That look was different from when he looked at other people. There is such a slight difference...
Ye Bai obviously felt Ye Long's gaze as he saw Ye Bai staring at Ye Long with his small eyes and barking at Ye Long twice in a friendly manner.
After looking at Ye Bai for a moment, Ye Long finally looked away. No one knew what he was thinking at this time.
Nearly an hour passed, and Ye Ming still stared at the old man in front of him unmoved, and the old man showed no sign of waking up. It was obvious that Ye Long had tampered with him in this regard.
Looking at the struggle on Ye Ming's face, Qiaoer knew that he was fighting a fierce battle in his heart at this time, and the opponent was his morality and his conscience.
If it's not good, maybe Ye Ming will become a murderer like Ye Long who regards human life as nothing.
The name of the Demon Lord from the Outer Heaven was derived from the lives of countless strong men in ancient times. Tens of millions of strong men died under his hands. The corpses of these strong men were enough to pile up a hillside.
In this continent, being weak itself is a sin. Ye Ming has understood this a long time ago, so he has never hesitated to kill someone. If he doesn't kill others, then the person who dies next time will most likely be himself. So for himself and for the people around him, he must kill!
Ye Ming once thought that he had taken everything lightly, but he did not expect that he would hesitate today. This was something he had never thought of.
Closing his eyes, Ye Ming felt an unprecedented heaviness in his heart. At this time, he was trying to get rid of this heaviness.
"I am no longer qualified to look back..."
Thinking of the countless lives that died in his own hands, Ye Ming thought bitterly in his heart.
Slowly opening his eyes, Ye Ming put his hand on the hilt of the Meteor Iron Sword. At this moment, the hesitation in his heart may not have completely disappeared, but it has faded a lot.
"Whoosh!"
Pulling out the sword body, the scabbard and the sword body made a loud scraping sound. The meteorite iron sword in his hand was hanging on the ground. With just a slight exertion, a life could be saved.
It seems that killing is no different from usual killings, but the significance this time is extraordinary. This sword may be the key to changing Ye Ming's life.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Ming was surprised to find that his hands were trembling slightly.
Trying to stop the trembling in his hands, Ye Ming found that he could not stop the trembling in his hands no matter what. It seemed to be an instinctive resistance.
Even now, he still wants to pretend to be a good person. He subconsciously has this idea in his heart. Ye Ming feels sick in his heart. When did he become such a fake guy?
"Stop!"
With a fierce look, the meteorite sword in Ye Ming's hand did not slash towards the old man, but directly towards his left hand. The black sword light flashed, and a scar that was ten centimeters long and one centimeter deep suddenly appeared. On Ye Ming's arm, the depth of the wound was only a few degrees short of damaging the bone.
Blood splashed in the air, Qiao Er and Han Qian stared blankly at this scene, and they didn't react until a moment later.
"Stinking rogue!"
"master!?"
The two women exclaimed and hurriedly ran in the direction of Ye Ming.
"Don't worry, it's okay. You won't die from this injury. I just want to wake up a little bit."
Blood was constantly flowing from his left hand, and Ye Ming still had a relaxed smile on his face. At least he couldn't show any wavering emotions in front of the two women.
Seeing Ye Ming's obviously forced smile, Qiao Er felt angry and scolded Ye Ming for the first time.
"You idiot! Don't always take all the responsibility on yourself like a fool!"
Qiao Er scolded, and at the same time, he held up Ye Ming's left hand with both hands, and a trace of aqua blue soul power suddenly overflowed. Under Qiao Er's treatment, the bleeding wound finally stopped bleeding.
"Master, you are too brave... sometimes you should rely on us a little bit"
Not as excited as Qiao Er, Han Qian's tone was still cold, but it revealed the concern in her heart.
Seeing the actions of the two women, Ye Ming's expression was obviously startled.
"..."
"...Oh, I still make you worry."
After a long while, Ye Ming let out a long sigh.
"This is not natural! We are both your... wives! In this case, don't always think about taking on everything yourself."
Qiao Er's tone was still a little angry, but when she talked about her wife, she was a little vague, and her face was slightly blushing. She didn't know whether it was because of Ye Ming's anger or because she was shy.
Han Qian nodded, indicating that she had the same idea as Qiao Er.
"Feel sorry"
There are thousands of words in my heart, but when I say it, it only becomes an apology. At this time, this simple sentence can best express the feelings in Ye Ming's heart.
I really didn't think about it carefully from the perspective of Qiao Er and Han Qian. If I put myself in their shoes, if Han Qian was trying to be strong by herself today without relying on herself, I'm afraid she wouldn't feel better either.
Without waiting for Qiao Er and Han Qian to answer, Ye Ming continued.
"...If the road to becoming a strong man requires passing through this threshold, then we will cross this threshold together!"
Taking another deep breath, Ye Ming found that the trembling in his hands had disappeared, and the hesitation in his heart had completely dissipated.
Qiao Er and Han Qian put their hands on Ye Ming's hand holding the meteorite iron sword. At this moment, he would no longer hesitate.
"Sorry old man"
As he murmured in his mouth, Ye Ming thought to himself that he might have to apologize to many people in the future, but since this was the path he chose, he could only keep going until he became strong enough to protect everything around him.
The dark sword light flashed across like a meteor, and the black light was fleeting and dissipated in the air.
The only thing left was the strong smell of blood.