In Cangcheng at night, the weather has gradually become cooler, and at this time it is raining lightly on the horizon, adding a bit of chill.
"As evidenced by the sky, today I, Ye Qinghan, swear here that during my lifetime, I will work hard throughout my life to worship my parents' spiritual thrones in the Holy Spirit Church in the divine city, and be worshiped by thousands of people every year. If I violate it, there will be such a bowl! "
"Haha! The family... The family is really good to my mother and son, really good... Elder Rong, don't worry, I will never come to disturb the respected elders in the future, Elder Hall! Haha..."
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"Now that your mother has died of illness, your family showed your filial piety and helped with the burial. But you are ungrateful. You even asked that your mother be buried in the ancestral grave together with your father? I think your head is burned out, right? The ancestral grave is the Ye family's. This is the burial place for the heroes of the past generations. Your mother is a brothel prostitute who has not yet been recognized by the family, and you still want to be buried in the ancestral grave? Retreat quickly, and you are still making noise here and disturbing the elders. Don't blame me for enforcing clan laws on you!"
It was already three quarters in the morning. In the huge Cangcheng city, there were basically no pedestrians on the streets. Only the occasional dim candlelight in a few nightclubs swayed in the wind, adding a bit of desolation to the desolate winter night. .
Ye Qinghan shook his head and actually laughed. There was a fierce and decisive temperament all over his body. He looked into the distance through the door and said in a deep voice:
The morning fog gradually became thicker, but dim candles were still burning in the small courtyard. The white fog and red candlelight penetrated each other, and the faint cry of a girl came from the courtyard, making the place look particularly mysterious and strange.
"My child is unfilial and failed to fulfill my mother's last wish. At present, I can only bury my mother in Xishan and hope that my mother's soul rests in peace! Mother, don't worry, my child will take good care of himself and his sister, practice hard, and revive the reputation of our second wife... "
When the girl saw someone coming in, she quickly packed her clothes, wiped the tears on her face, stood up, and saw a young man in green clothes staggering in, his figure full of loneliness and desolation. Tears fell like raindrops, and she cried softly:
But in a small courtyard of Yejiabao, the city lord's palace in Cangcheng, there was a completely different scene. The candlelight in the small courtyard was bright, but the door was closed tightly, and there was a young man in green kneeling outside the main door.
Ye Qinghan looked at Elder Ye Rong who had a sneer on his face, and his third uncle Ye Qiang who had a look of helplessness on his face. He laughed miserably a few times, his voice filled with desolation and loneliness. He raised his head and stared blankly at the three majestic characters "Elder Hall" on the door of the courtyard for a long time. With a slight hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, he wiped the rain off his face and turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, the young man didn't seem to appreciate it. He continued to kneel stubbornly, licked his dry lips, looked at Ye Qiang blankly, and said: "Three, third uncle? How about it! Has the Elder Hall agreed?"
"Haha! The family... The family is really good to my mother and son, really good... Elder Rong, don't worry, I will never come to disturb the respected elders in the future, Elder Hall! Haha..."
The morning fog gradually became thicker, but dim candles were still burning in the small courtyard. The white fog and red candlelight penetrated each other, and the faint cry of a girl came from the courtyard, making the place look particularly mysterious and strange.
A long time, a long time!
"Ye Qinghan, you don't have to kneel anymore, go back." At this time, Ye Rong, who was standing behind, took over the words, with a hint of sinisterness in his eagle-like eyes, and the scars at the corners of his mouth made it even more ferocious, speaking in an indifferent tone road:
"Ah! Brother, you are crazy..."
On a cold rainy night, the brightly lit courtyard, the young man kneeling in front of the rain, and the occasional streak of lightning striking from the sky, this scene makes people seem particularly weird and strange.
Squeak!
"Ye Qinghan, you don't have to kneel anymore, go back." At this time, Ye Rong, who was standing behind, took over the words, with a hint of sinisterness in his eagle-like eyes, and the scars at the corners of his mouth made it even more ferocious, speaking in an indifferent tone road:
Ye Qinghan shook his head and actually laughed. There was a fierce and decisive temperament all over his body. He looked into the distance through the door and said in a deep voice:
The person who spoke at this time was Ye Qiang. With a trembling hand, he put away the folding fan, and with a look of distress and blame on his face, he tried to help the young man in green.
After a long time, he seemed to remember something, stood up suddenly, picked up the wine bowl on the ground, twisted it hard, and pulled out a piece of the bowl. He raised his left hand and scratched it hard with the bowl piece. Blood spilled all over the floor. But he just frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:
A black figure in the thick fog gradually walked over and walked straight into the small courtyard.
"elder brother!"
The young voice was sonorous and powerful, spreading into the distance through the small courtyard.
"Please ask the Elder Hall to grant your permission. Ye Qinghan will spend his whole life working as a cow and a horse to repay the family..."
"Qing Han, Third Uncle has tried his best, but your uncle Ye Jian and Elder Ye Rong suppressed it. The elders were helpless, and they also violated the rules of the clan. Now you are the only one who has worked hard to cultivate, and you can break through to the level before the age of sixteen. If you are in the command realm, or if you summon a sixth-grade war beast during the Flame Dragon Festival, you can join the ranks of the core disciples of the family. I will advise the Elders Hall again at that time, and then I will very much hope that you can fulfill the second sister-in-law's last wish... "
"Qing Han, Third Uncle has tried his best, but your uncle Ye Jian and Elder Ye Rong suppressed it. The elders were helpless, and they also violated the rules of the clan. Now you are the only one who has worked hard to cultivate, and you can break through to the level before the age of sixteen. If you are in the command realm, or if you summon a sixth-grade war beast during the Flame Dragon Festival, you can join the ranks of the core disciples of the family. I will advise the Elders Hall again at that time, and then I will very much hope that you can fulfill the second sister-in-law's last wish... "
The young man in green knelt stubbornly on the ground, letting the rain fall on his head and body. But he didn't care at all, he just kept kowtowing to the courtyard and shouting loudly.
"Haha, since they don't even let in a small ancestral grave, they are afraid of polluting the ancestral grave. Then... I will bet my life and spend my whole life to worship my parents' souls in the Holy Spirit Church and enjoy the worship of thousands of people. Glory also wants you, a group of high-ranking figures, to worship together every year..."
The young voice was sonorous and powerful, spreading into the distance through the small courtyard.
The door remained closed and there was silence.
"My child is unfilial and failed to fulfill my mother's last wish. At present, I can only bury my mother in Xishan and hope that my mother's soul rests in peace! Mother, don't worry, my child will take good care of himself and his sister, practice hard, and revive the reputation of our second wife... "
"Now that your mother has died of illness, your family showed your filial piety and helped with the burial. But you are ungrateful. You even asked that your mother be buried in the ancestral grave together with your father? I think your head is burned out, right? The ancestral grave is the Ye family's. This is the burial place for the heroes of the past generations. Your mother is a brothel prostitute who has not yet been recognized by the family, and you still want to be buried in the ancestral grave? Retreat quickly, and you are still making noise here and disturbing the elders. Don't blame me for enforcing clan laws on you!"
"elder brother!"
The person who came was Ye Qinghan. He heard his sister Ye Qingyu's crying cry and looked at his sister's haggard and thin face. He couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes, straighten his waist, and force himself to cheer up.
The hoarse voice stood out in the silent night.
"As evidenced by the sky, today I, Ye Qinghan, swear here that during my lifetime, I will work hard throughout my life to worship my parents' spiritual thrones in the Holy Spirit Church in the divine city, and be worshiped by thousands of people every year. If I violate it, there will be such a bowl! "
On a cold rainy night, the brightly lit courtyard, the young man kneeling in front of the rain, and the occasional streak of lightning striking from the sky, this scene makes people seem particularly weird and strange.
"Ye Qinghan, you don't have to kneel anymore, go back." At this time, Ye Rong, who was standing behind, took over the words, with a hint of sinisterness in his eagle-like eyes, and the scars at the corners of his mouth made it even more ferocious, speaking in an indifferent tone road:
However!
However!
The courtyard hall is not very big, with an area of more than 20 square meters. The debris inside has been cleared away. There is only a large dark coffin standing in the center of the hall. Next to it, a girl is kneeling and burning money and paper.
…
Ye Qinghan shook his head and actually laughed. There was a fierce and decisive temperament all over his body. He looked into the distance through the door and said in a deep voice:
"Your mother was a famous prostitute in a brothel. Your father ransomed her and married her back to the Ye family, regardless of public opinion. This incident has already caused a huge stir in the family and broken the clan's rules. The clan leader even wanted to expel your parents. Yejia, fortunately, the family is generous and does not pursue any charges, but it does not recognize your mother as the Yejia's daughter-in-law... Then, your father was arrogant and went into the sacred mountain alone to hunt for treasure. In the end, he was seriously injured and died. The family did not treat you mother and son badly. Every month The annual money will still be distributed, otherwise you would have been living on the streets long ago."
However!
The courtyard was so quiet, the door was still closed, as if it had never been smelled before. I saw the reflection of the candlelight jumping and swaying on the window paper.
He walked over and took his sister Ye Qingyu's hand. They picked up the incense candles on the ground, lit them, knelt on the ground, and worshiped three times together. Then he motioned to his sister to continue burning paper for his mother, while he himself knelt in front of the coffin in a daze.
The courtyard was so quiet, the door was still closed, as if it had never been smelled before. I saw the reflection of the candlelight jumping and swaying on the window paper.
…
However!
He walked over and took his sister Ye Qingyu's hand. They picked up the incense candles on the ground, lit them, knelt on the ground, and worshiped three times together. Then he motioned to his sister to continue burning paper for his mother, while he himself knelt in front of the coffin in a daze.
A long time, a long time!
In the east courtyard of the castle, there is a small independent courtyard. Next to the courtyard are fields and miscellaneous rooms. Obviously, no important figures of the Ye family live here.
"Please ask the Elder Hall to grant your permission. Ye Qinghan will spend his whole life working as a cow and a horse to repay the family..."
The courtyard door finally opened.
Ye Qingyu, who was next to him, shouted and swore before his soul! But it is the most solemn oath in Yanlong Continent. It is the highest honor in the Yanlong Continent to worship one's soul in the Holy Spirit Hall of the Divine City. Only those who have made great contributions to the continent or are super powerful are eligible to worship there. Brother, he... is forcing himself to a dead end.
"What are you doing? Yesterday you used despicable means to attack Ye Qingxian and seriously injured her. Seeing that your mother had just passed away, the execution hall pardoned your crime. Today you came to disturb the elders hall again. Do you think that the execution hall of the family dare not punish her? You? Still not retreating? "
The courtyard door finally opened.
On a cold rainy night, the brightly lit courtyard, the young man kneeling in front of the rain, and the occasional streak of lightning striking from the sky, this scene makes people seem particularly weird and strange.
Ye Qinghan shook his head and actually laughed. There was a fierce and decisive temperament all over his body. He looked into the distance through the door and said in a deep voice:
The young man in green yelled at the top of his lungs and prostrated on the ground, as if falling asleep. I just looked up accidentally, and my delicate face was extremely pale under the wash of the rain. Under the candlelight, his face was full of perseverance and sourness.
"You kid, why are you so stubborn! Don't you want your own body?"
"Haha, since they don't even let in a small ancestral grave, they are afraid of polluting the ancestral grave. Then... I will bet my life and spend my whole life to worship my parents' souls in the Holy Spirit Church and enjoy the worship of thousands of people. Glory also wants you, a group of high-ranking figures, to worship together every year..."
The door remained closed and there was silence.
The door remained closed and there was silence.
The castle is divided into the east courtyard and the west courtyard. Usually all the senior members of the Ye family live in the west courtyard. The east courtyard is where some guards and servants live.
In Cangcheng at night, the weather has gradually become cooler, and at this time it is raining lightly on the horizon, adding a bit of chill.
The courtyard door finally opened.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier!
He walked over and took his sister Ye Qingyu's hand. They picked up the incense candles on the ground, lit them, knelt on the ground, and worshiped three times together. Then he motioned to his sister to continue burning paper for his mother, while he himself knelt in front of the coffin in a daze.
The young man in green yelled at the top of his lungs and prostrated on the ground, as if falling asleep. I just looked up accidentally, and my delicate face was extremely pale under the wash of the rain. Under the candlelight, his face was full of perseverance and sourness.
On a cold rainy night, the brightly lit courtyard, the young man kneeling in front of the rain, and the occasional streak of lightning striking from the sky, this scene makes people seem particularly weird and strange.
Forehead!
When the girl saw someone coming in, she quickly packed her clothes, wiped the tears on her face, stood up, and saw a young man in green clothes staggering in, his figure full of loneliness and desolation. Tears fell like raindrops, and she cried softly:
After a long time, he seemed to remember something, stood up suddenly, picked up the wine bowl on the ground, twisted it hard, and pulled out a piece of the bowl. He raised his left hand and scratched it hard with the bowl piece. Blood spilled all over the floor. But he just frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:
"Ah! Brother, you are crazy..."
…
Two middle-aged men, both in their forties, are important figures in Cangcheng and even in the God of War Mansion. One of them wears a gray robe, has a high nose, eagle eyes, and a faint scar from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears. His name is Ye Rong. He is the deputy elder of the Yejia Punishment Hall and a member of the Elders Council. The other one wore a white robe, a red gold crown on his head, and a folding fan in his hand. He looked like a romantic scholar. His name was Ye Qiang. He was the deputy elder of the war hall of the Ye family and the third son of the head of the Ye family.
When the girl saw someone coming in, she quickly packed her clothes, wiped the tears on her face, stood up, and saw a young man in green clothes staggering in, his figure full of loneliness and desolation. Tears fell like raindrops, and she cried softly:
On a cold rainy night, the brightly lit courtyard, the young man kneeling in front of the rain, and the occasional streak of lightning striking from the sky, this scene makes people seem particularly weird and strange.
Ye Qinghan shook his head and actually laughed. There was a fierce and decisive temperament all over his body. He looked into the distance through the door and said in a deep voice:
Looking at the two middle-aged men standing at the door, the young man in green suddenly opened his eyes. The look of hope and longing in his eyes couldn't be more obvious. He moved his dry lips, wanting to say something, but he still didn't say anything. He just kowtowed deeply to the two middle-aged men again.
As he spoke, Ye Qinghan's dejection and loneliness gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of perseverance and determination.
The sky has turned white, the rain has stopped, and the courtyard is full of remnants of the raging wind and rain.
He walked over and took his sister Ye Qingyu's hand. They picked up the incense candles on the ground, lit them, knelt on the ground, and worshiped three times together. Then he motioned to his sister to continue burning paper for his mother, while he himself knelt in front of the coffin in a daze.
The person who spoke at this time was Ye Qiang. With a trembling hand, he put away the folding fan, and with a look of distress and blame on his face, he tried to help the young man in green.
The young man in green was still kneeling motionless on the ground. His slightly trembling body and the blood in his slightly narrowed eyes made it known that he was awake and still struggling to support himself.
A long time, a long time!
"Your mother was a famous prostitute in a brothel. Your father ransomed her and married her back to the Ye family, regardless of public opinion. This incident has already caused a huge stir in the family and broken the clan's rules. The clan leader even wanted to expel your parents. Yejia, fortunately, the family is generous and does not pursue any charges, but it does not recognize your mother as the Yejia's daughter-in-law... Then, your father was arrogant and went into the sacred mountain alone to hunt for treasure. In the end, he was seriously injured and died. The family did not treat you mother and son badly. Every month The annual money will still be distributed, otherwise you would have been living on the streets long ago."
He walked over and took his sister Ye Qingyu's hand. They picked up the incense candles on the ground, lit them, knelt on the ground, and worshiped three times together. Then he motioned to his sister to continue burning paper for his mother, while he himself knelt in front of the coffin in a daze.
Ye Qingyu, who was next to him, shouted and swore before his soul! But it is the most solemn oath in Yanlong Continent. It is the highest honor in the Yanlong Continent to worship one's soul in the Holy Spirit Hall of the Divine City. Only those who have made great contributions to the continent or are super powerful are eligible to worship there. Brother, he... is forcing himself to a dead end.
Squeak!
A long time, a long time!
Ye Qinghan was angry and angry. He stood up suddenly and glared at Elder Rong. Unexpectedly, because he knelt for too long and was soaked in the rain all night, the cold air entered his body. His body trembled, his mind became dizzy, and he almost fell down. He took several steps back before he regained his balance.
The door remained closed and there was silence.
The castle is divided into the east courtyard and the west courtyard. Usually all the senior members of the Ye family live in the west courtyard. The east courtyard is where some guards and servants live.
The courtyard door finally opened.
Forehead!
Unexpectedly, the young man didn't seem to appreciate it. He continued to kneel stubbornly, licked his dry lips, looked at Ye Qiang blankly, and said: "Three, third uncle? How about it! Has the Elder Hall agreed?"
The rain is getting heavier and heavier!
The young man in green knelt stubbornly on the ground, letting the rain fall on his head and body. But he didn't care at all, he just kept kowtowing to the courtyard and shouting loudly.
The sky has turned white, the rain has stopped, and the courtyard is full of remnants of the raging wind and rain.
When the girl saw someone coming in, she quickly packed her clothes, wiped the tears on her face, stood up, and saw a young man in green clothes staggering in, his figure full of loneliness and desolation. Tears fell like raindrops, and she cried softly:
The courtyard door finally opened.
Looking at the two middle-aged men standing at the door, the young man in green suddenly opened his eyes. The look of hope and longing in his eyes couldn't be more obvious. He moved his dry lips, wanting to say something, but he still didn't say anything. He just kowtowed deeply to the two middle-aged men again.
Ye Qinghan shook his head and actually laughed. There was a fierce and decisive temperament all over his body. He looked into the distance through the door and said in a deep voice:
"This? Sigh..." Ye Qiang, who looked like a white-faced scholar, shook his head, his face was a little gloomy and helpless, it was obvious that things were not going to work out.
"You kid, why are you so stubborn! Don't you want your own body?"
The castle is divided into the east courtyard and the west courtyard. Usually all the senior members of the Ye family live in the west courtyard. The east courtyard is where some guards and servants live.
"Please ask the Elder Hall to grant your permission. Ye Qinghan will spend his whole life working as a cow and a horse to repay the family..."
As he spoke, Ye Qinghan's dejection and loneliness gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of perseverance and determination.
"Ah! Brother, you are crazy..."
However!
Two middle-aged men, both in their forties, are important figures in Cangcheng and even in the God of War Mansion. One of them wears a gray robe, has a high nose, eagle eyes, and a faint scar from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears. His name is Ye Rong. He is the deputy elder of the Yejia Punishment Hall and a member of the Elders Council. The other one wore a white robe, a red gold crown on his head, and a folding fan in his hand. He looked like a romantic scholar. His name was Ye Qiang. He was the deputy elder of the war hall of the Ye family and the third son of the head of the Ye family.
The hoarse voice stood out in the silent night.
The young man in green knelt stubbornly on the ground, letting the rain fall on his head and body. But he didn't care at all, he just kept kowtowing to the courtyard and shouting loudly.
Two middle-aged men, both in their forties, are important figures in Cangcheng and even in the God of War Mansion. One of them wears a gray robe, has a high nose, eagle eyes, and a faint scar from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears. His name is Ye Rong. He is the deputy elder of the Yejia Punishment Hall and a member of the Elders Council. The other one wore a white robe, a red gold crown on his head, and a folding fan in his hand. He looked like a romantic scholar. His name was Ye Qiang. He was the deputy elder of the war hall of the Ye family and the third son of the head of the Ye family.
The sky has turned white, the rain has stopped, and the courtyard is full of remnants of the raging wind and rain.
…
The person who spoke at this time was Ye Qiang. With a trembling hand, he put away the folding fan, and with a look of distress and blame on his face, he tried to help the young man in green.
The door remained closed and there was silence.
The hoarse voice stood out in the silent night.
The person who spoke at this time was Ye Qiang. With a trembling hand, he put away the folding fan, and with a look of distress and blame on his face, he tried to help the young man in green.
Yejia Fort is the city lord's palace in Cangcheng, where the direct and core children of the Ye family live. Covering an area of several hundred acres, there are dozens or hundreds of large and small courtyards inside. From a distance, it looks like a small palace.
However!
Squeak!
Ye Qingyu, who was next to him, shouted and swore before his soul! But it is the most solemn oath in Yanlong Continent. It is the highest honor in the Yanlong Continent to worship one's soul in the Holy Spirit Hall of the Divine City. Only those who have made great contributions to the continent or are super powerful are eligible to worship there. Brother, he... is forcing himself to a dead end.
The castle is divided into the east courtyard and the west courtyard. Usually all the senior members of the Ye family live in the west courtyard. The east courtyard is where some guards and servants live.
"Your mother was a famous prostitute in a brothel. Your father ransomed her and married her back to the Ye family, regardless of public opinion. This incident has already caused a huge stir in the family and broken the clan's rules. The clan leader even wanted to expel your parents. Yejia, fortunately, the family is generous and does not pursue any charges, but it does not recognize your mother as the Yejia's daughter-in-law... Then, your father was arrogant and went into the sacred mountain alone to hunt for treasure. In the end, he was seriously injured and died. The family did not treat you mother and son badly. Every month The annual money will still be distributed, otherwise you would have been living on the streets long ago."
The young man in green yelled at the top of his lungs and prostrated on the ground, as if falling asleep. I just looked up accidentally, and my delicate face was extremely pale under the wash of the rain. Under the candlelight, his face was full of perseverance and sourness.
Unexpectedly, the young man didn't seem to appreciate it. He continued to kneel stubbornly, licked his dry lips, looked at Ye Qiang blankly, and said: "Three, third uncle? How about it! Has the Elder Hall agreed?"
A black figure in the thick fog gradually walked over and walked straight into the small courtyard.
A black figure in the thick fog gradually walked over and walked straight into the small courtyard.
As he spoke, Ye Qinghan's dejection and loneliness gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of perseverance and determination.
Two middle-aged men, both in their forties, are important figures in Cangcheng and even in the God of War Mansion. One of them wears a gray robe, has a high nose, eagle eyes, and a faint scar from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears. His name is Ye Rong. He is the deputy elder of the Yejia Punishment Hall and a member of the Elders Council. The other one wore a white robe, a red gold crown on his head, and a folding fan in his hand. He looked like a romantic scholar. His name was Ye Qiang. He was the deputy elder of the war hall of the Ye family and the third son of the head of the Ye family.
"Qing Han, Third Uncle has tried his best, but your uncle Ye Jian and Elder Ye Rong suppressed it. The elders were helpless, and they also violated the rules of the clan. Now you are the only one who has worked hard to cultivate, and you can break through to the level before the age of sixteen. If you are in the command realm, or if you summon a sixth-grade war beast during the Flame Dragon Festival, you can join the ranks of the core disciples of the family. I will advise the Elders Hall again at that time, and then I will very much hope that you can fulfill the second sister-in-law's last wish... "
The girl looks about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing pure white mourning clothes, tightly tied around her body, with exquisite and small facial features, skin as white as snow, hair like black hair, and two faint tear marks on her face, which adds a bit of Chuchuyi charm.
Ye Qinghan paused in his footsteps, and an inaudible voice sounded in his ears, which was the sound transmission from Third Uncle Ye Qiang. He turned around and nodded gratefully towards Ye Qiang, disappearing into the vast morning mist.
"This? Sigh..." Ye Qiang, who looked like a white-faced scholar, shook his head, his face was a little gloomy and helpless, it was obvious that things were not going to work out.
"Your mother was a famous prostitute in a brothel. Your father ransomed her and married her back to the Ye family, regardless of public opinion. This incident has already caused a huge stir in the family and broken the clan's rules. The clan leader even wanted to expel your parents. Yejia, fortunately, the family is generous and does not pursue any charges, but it does not recognize your mother as the Yejia's daughter-in-law... Then, your father was arrogant and went into the sacred mountain alone to hunt for treasure. In the end, he was seriously injured and died. The family did not treat you mother and son badly. Every month The annual money will still be distributed, otherwise you would have been living on the streets long ago."
As he spoke, Ye Qinghan's dejection and loneliness gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of perseverance and determination.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier!
Ye Qinghan paused in his footsteps, and an inaudible voice sounded in his ears, which was the sound transmission from Third Uncle Ye Qiang. He turned around and nodded gratefully towards Ye Qiang, disappearing into the vast morning mist.
"you… "
Yejia Fort is the city lord's palace in Cangcheng, where the direct and core children of the Ye family live. Covering an area of several hundred acres, there are dozens or hundreds of large and small courtyards inside. From a distance, it looks like a small palace.
After saying that, Ye Qinghan worked hard with his fingers and grabbed half of the bowl of slices into powder. The white bowl fragments fell to the ground, stained with blood on the ground, the red and white colors were so shocking.
"Ye Qinghan, you don't have to kneel anymore, go back." At this time, Ye Rong, who was standing behind, took over the words, with a hint of sinisterness in his eagle-like eyes, and the scars at the corners of his mouth made it even more ferocious, speaking in an indifferent tone road:
"Haha! The family... The family is really good to my mother and son, really good... Elder Rong, don't worry, I will never come to disturb the respected elders in the future, Elder Hall! Haha..."
"Haha, since they don't even let in a small ancestral grave, they are afraid of polluting the ancestral grave. Then... I will bet my life and spend my whole life to worship my parents' souls in the Holy Spirit Church and enjoy the worship of thousands of people. Glory also wants you, a group of high-ranking figures, to worship together every year..."
Yejia Fort is the city lord's palace in Cangcheng, where the direct and core children of the Ye family live. Covering an area of several hundred acres, there are dozens or hundreds of large and small courtyards inside. From a distance, it looks like a small palace.
"Haha! The family... The family is really good to my mother and son, really good... Elder Rong, don't worry, I will never come to disturb the respected elders in the future, Elder Hall! Haha..."
"Your mother was a famous prostitute in a brothel. Your father ransomed her and married her back to the Ye family, regardless of public opinion. This incident has already caused a huge stir in the family and broken the clan's rules. The clan leader even wanted to expel your parents. Yejia, fortunately, the family is generous and does not pursue any charges, but it does not recognize your mother as the Yejia's daughter-in-law... Then, your father was arrogant and went into the sacred mountain alone to hunt for treasure. In the end, he was seriously injured and died. The family did not treat you mother and son badly. Every month The annual money will still be distributed, otherwise you would have been living on the streets long ago."
"My child is unfilial and failed to fulfill my mother's last wish. At present, I can only bury my mother in Xishan and hope that my mother's soul rests in peace! Mother, don't worry, my child will take good care of himself and his sister, practice hard, and revive the reputation of our second wife... "
The courtyard door finally opened.
The castle is divided into the east courtyard and the west courtyard. Usually all the senior members of the Ye family live in the west courtyard. The east courtyard is where some guards and servants live.
Ye Qinghan shook his head and actually laughed. There was a fierce and decisive temperament all over his body. He looked into the distance through the door and said in a deep voice:
After a long time, he seemed to remember something, stood up suddenly, picked up the wine bowl on the ground, twisted it hard, and pulled out a piece of the bowl. He raised his left hand and scratched it hard with the bowl piece. Blood spilled all over the floor. But he just frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:
"Now that your mother has died of illness, your family showed your filial piety and helped with the burial. But you are ungrateful. You even asked that your mother be buried in the ancestral grave together with your father? I think your head is burned out, right? The ancestral grave is the Ye family's. This is the burial place for the heroes of the past generations. Your mother is a brothel prostitute who has not yet been recognized by the family, and you still want to be buried in the ancestral grave? Retreat quickly, and you are still making noise here and disturbing the elders. Don't blame me for enforcing clan laws on you!"
"What are you doing? Yesterday you used despicable means to attack Ye Qingxian and seriously injured her. Seeing that your mother had just passed away, the execution hall pardoned your crime. Today you came to disturb the elders hall again. Do you think that the execution hall of the family dare not punish her? You? Still not retreating? "
The person who came was Ye Qinghan. He heard his sister Ye Qingyu's crying cry and looked at his sister's haggard and thin face. He couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes, straighten his waist, and force himself to cheer up.
Ye Qingyu, who was next to him, shouted and swore before his soul! But it is the most solemn oath in Yanlong Continent. It is the highest honor in the Yanlong Continent to worship one's soul in the Holy Spirit Hall of the Divine City. Only those who have made great contributions to the continent or are super powerful are eligible to worship there. Brother, he... is forcing himself to a dead end.
A black figure in the thick fog gradually walked over and walked straight into the small courtyard.
However!
…
"you… "
"This? Sigh..." Ye Qiang, who looked like a white-faced scholar, shook his head, his face was a little gloomy and helpless, it was obvious that things were not going to work out.
The person who came was Ye Qinghan. He heard his sister Ye Qingyu's crying cry and looked at his sister's haggard and thin face. He couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes, straighten his waist, and force himself to cheer up.
The courtyard was so quiet, the door was still closed, as if it had never been smelled before. I saw the reflection of the candlelight jumping and swaying on the window paper.
Ye Qinghan was angry and angry. He stood up suddenly and glared at Elder Rong. Unexpectedly, because he knelt for too long and was soaked in the rain all night, the cold air entered his body. His body trembled, his mind became dizzy, and he almost fell down. He took several steps back before he regained his balance.
The person who came was Ye Qinghan. He heard his sister Ye Qingyu's crying cry and looked at his sister's haggard and thin face. He couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes, straighten his waist, and force himself to cheer up.
Ye Qingyu, who was next to him, shouted and swore before his soul! But it is the most solemn oath in Yanlong Continent. It is the highest honor in the Yanlong Continent to worship one's soul in the Holy Spirit Hall of the Divine City. Only those who have made great contributions to the continent or are super powerful are eligible to worship there. Brother, he... is forcing himself to a dead end.
A long time, a long time!
A black figure in the thick fog gradually walked over and walked straight into the small courtyard.
"you… "
Unexpectedly, the young man didn't seem to appreciate it. He continued to kneel stubbornly, licked his dry lips, looked at Ye Qiang blankly, and said: "Three, third uncle? How about it! Has the Elder Hall agreed?"
The hoarse voice stood out in the silent night.
Ye Qinghan looked at Elder Ye Rong who had a sneer on his face, and his third uncle Ye Qiang who had a look of helplessness on his face. He laughed miserably a few times, his voice filled with desolation and loneliness. He raised his head and stared blankly at the three majestic characters "Elder Hall" on the door of the courtyard for a long time. With a slight hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, he wiped the rain off his face and turned to leave.
"What are you doing? Yesterday you used despicable means to attack Ye Qingxian and seriously injured her. Seeing that your mother had just passed away, the execution hall pardoned your crime. Today you came to disturb the elders hall again. Do you think that the execution hall of the family dare not punish her? You? Still not retreating? "
As he spoke, Ye Qinghan's dejection and loneliness gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of perseverance and determination.
The morning fog gradually became thicker, but dim candles were still burning in the small courtyard. The white fog and red candlelight penetrated each other, and the faint cry of a girl came from the courtyard, making the place look particularly mysterious and strange.
"Haha! The family... The family is really good to my mother and son, really good... Elder Rong, don't worry, I will never come to disturb the respected elders in the future, Elder Hall! Haha..."
Unexpectedly, the young man didn't seem to appreciate it. He continued to kneel stubbornly, licked his dry lips, looked at Ye Qiang blankly, and said: "Three, third uncle? How about it! Has the Elder Hall agreed?"
The person who came was Ye Qinghan. He heard his sister Ye Qingyu's crying cry and looked at his sister's haggard and thin face. He couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes, straighten his waist, and force himself to cheer up.
"What are you doing? Yesterday you used despicable means to attack Ye Qingxian and seriously injured her. Seeing that your mother had just passed away, the execution hall pardoned your crime. Today you came to disturb the elders hall again. Do you think that the execution hall of the family dare not punish her? You? Still not retreating? "
"As evidenced by the sky, today I, Ye Qinghan, swear here that during my lifetime, I will work hard throughout my life to worship my parents' spiritual thrones in the Holy Spirit Church in the divine city, and be worshiped by thousands of people every year. If I violate it, there will be such a bowl! "
A long time, a long time!
"Ye Qinghan, you don't have to kneel anymore, go back." At this time, Ye Rong, who was standing behind, took over the words, with a hint of sinisterness in his eagle-like eyes, and the scars at the corners of his mouth made it even more ferocious, speaking in an indifferent tone road:
After a long time, he seemed to remember something, stood up suddenly, picked up the wine bowl on the ground, twisted it hard, and pulled out a piece of the bowl. He raised his left hand and scratched it hard with the bowl piece. Blood spilled all over the floor. But he just frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:
In Cangcheng at night, the weather has gradually become cooler, and at this time it is raining lightly on the horizon, adding a bit of chill.
Ye Qinghan looked at Elder Ye Rong who had a sneer on his face, and his third uncle Ye Qiang who had a look of helplessness on his face. He laughed miserably a few times, his voice filled with desolation and loneliness. He raised his head and stared blankly at the three majestic characters "Elder Hall" on the door of the courtyard for a long time. With a slight hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, he wiped the rain off his face and turned to leave.
The courtyard was so quiet, the door was still closed, as if it had never been smelled before. I saw the reflection of the candlelight jumping and swaying on the window paper.
Yejia Fort is the city lord's palace in Cangcheng, where the direct and core children of the Ye family live. Covering an area of several hundred acres, there are dozens or hundreds of large and small courtyards inside. From a distance, it looks like a small palace.
Ye Qingyu, who was next to him, shouted and swore before his soul! But it is the most solemn oath in Yanlong Continent. It is the highest honor in the Yanlong Continent to worship one's soul in the Holy Spirit Hall of the Divine City. Only those who have made great contributions to the continent or are super powerful are eligible to worship there. Brother, he... is forcing himself to a dead end.
"My child is unfilial and failed to fulfill my mother's last wish. At present, I can only bury my mother in Xishan and hope that my mother's soul rests in peace! Mother, don't worry, my child will take good care of himself and his sister, practice hard, and revive the reputation of our second wife... "
In the distance, the morning sun is breaking through the morning fog and rising slowly.
A long time, a long time!
He walked over and took his sister Ye Qingyu's hand. They picked up the incense candles on the ground, lit them, knelt on the ground, and worshiped three times together. Then he motioned to his sister to continue burning paper for his mother, while he himself knelt in front of the coffin in a daze.
He walked over and took his sister Ye Qingyu's hand. They picked up the incense candles on the ground, lit them, knelt on the ground, and worshiped three times together. Then he motioned to his sister to continue burning paper for his mother, while he himself knelt in front of the coffin in a daze.
"Qing Han, Third Uncle has tried his best, but your uncle Ye Jian and Elder Ye Rong suppressed it. The elders were helpless, and they also violated the rules of the clan. Now you are the only one who has worked hard to cultivate, and you can break through to the level before the age of sixteen. If you are in the command realm, or if you summon a sixth-grade war beast during the Flame Dragon Festival, you can join the ranks of the core disciples of the family. I will advise the Elders Hall again at that time, and then I will very much hope that you can fulfill the second sister-in-law's last wish... "
"Qing Han, Third Uncle has tried his best, but your uncle Ye Jian and Elder Ye Rong suppressed it. The elders were helpless, and they also violated the rules of the clan. Now you are the only one who has worked hard to cultivate, and you can break through to the level before the age of sixteen. If you are in the command realm, or if you summon a sixth-grade war beast during the Flame Dragon Festival, you can join the ranks of the core disciples of the family. I will advise the Elders Hall again at that time, and then I will very much hope that you can fulfill the second sister-in-law's last wish... "
The person who came was Ye Qinghan. He heard his sister Ye Qingyu's crying cry and looked at his sister's haggard and thin face. He couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes, straighten his waist, and force himself to cheer up.
Forehead!
It was already three quarters in the morning. In the huge Cangcheng city, there were basically no pedestrians on the streets. Only the occasional dim candlelight in a few nightclubs swayed in the wind, adding a bit of desolation to the desolate winter night. .
"Please ask the Elder Hall to grant your permission. Ye Qinghan will spend his whole life working as a cow and a horse to repay the family..."
The rain is getting heavier and heavier!
In the east courtyard of the castle, there is a small independent courtyard. Next to the courtyard are fields and miscellaneous rooms. Obviously, no important figures of the Ye family live here.
The person who came was Ye Qinghan. He heard his sister Ye Qingyu's crying cry and looked at his sister's haggard and thin face. He couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes, straighten his waist, and force himself to cheer up.
As he spoke, Ye Qinghan's dejection and loneliness gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of perseverance and determination.
The courtyard door finally opened.
Ye Qinghan paused in his footsteps, and an inaudible voice sounded in his ears, which was the sound transmission from Third Uncle Ye Qiang. He turned around and nodded gratefully towards Ye Qiang, disappearing into the vast morning mist.
"This? Sigh..." Ye Qiang, who looked like a white-faced scholar, shook his head, his face was a little gloomy and helpless, it was obvious that things were not going to work out.
Looking at the two middle-aged men standing at the door, the young man in green suddenly opened his eyes. The look of hope and longing in his eyes couldn't be more obvious. He moved his dry lips, wanting to say something, but he still didn't say anything. He just kowtowed deeply to the two middle-aged men again.
However!
The girl looks about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing pure white mourning clothes, tightly tied around her body, with exquisite and small facial features, skin as white as snow, hair like black hair, and two faint tear marks on her face, which adds a bit of Chuchuyi charm.
The door remained closed and there was silence.
After saying that, Ye Qinghan worked hard with his fingers and grabbed half of the bowl of slices into powder. The white bowl fragments fell to the ground, stained with blood on the ground, the red and white colors were so shocking.
Two middle-aged men, both in their forties, are important figures in Cangcheng and even in the God of War Mansion. One of them wears a gray robe, has a high nose, eagle eyes, and a faint scar from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears. His name is Ye Rong. He is the deputy elder of the Yejia Punishment Hall and a member of the Elders Council. The other one wore a white robe, a red gold crown on his head, and a folding fan in his hand. He looked like a romantic scholar. His name was Ye Qiang. He was the deputy elder of the war hall of the Ye family and the third son of the head of the Ye family.
As he spoke, Ye Qinghan's dejection and loneliness gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of perseverance and determination.
…
As he spoke, Ye Qinghan's dejection and loneliness gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of perseverance and determination.
The courtyard was so quiet, the door was still closed, as if it had never been smelled before. I saw the reflection of the candlelight jumping and swaying on the window paper.
"You kid, why are you so stubborn! Don't you want your own body?"
Squeak!
Yejia Fort is the city lord's palace in Cangcheng, where the direct and core children of the Ye family live. Covering an area of several hundred acres, there are dozens or hundreds of large and small courtyards inside. From a distance, it looks like a small palace.
"Ah! Brother, you are crazy..."
Ye Qinghan paused in his footsteps, and an inaudible voice sounded in his ears, which was the sound transmission from Third Uncle Ye Qiang. He turned around and nodded gratefully towards Ye Qiang, disappearing into the vast morning mist.
The young man in green yelled at the top of his lungs and prostrated on the ground, as if falling asleep. I just looked up accidentally, and my delicate face was extremely pale under the wash of the rain. Under the candlelight, his face was full of perseverance and sourness.
The castle is divided into the east courtyard and the west courtyard. Usually all the senior members of the Ye family live in the west courtyard. The east courtyard is where some guards and servants live.
…
"Please ask the Elder Hall to grant your permission. Ye Qinghan will spend his whole life working as a cow and a horse to repay the family..."
The person who spoke at this time was Ye Qiang. With a trembling hand, he put away the folding fan, and with a look of distress and blame on his face, he tried to help the young man in green.
"As evidenced by the sky, today I, Ye Qinghan, swear here that during my lifetime, I will work hard throughout my life to worship my parents' spiritual thrones in the Holy Spirit Church in the divine city, and be worshiped by thousands of people every year. If I violate it, there will be such a bowl! "
Squeak!
When the girl saw someone coming in, she quickly packed her clothes, wiped the tears on her face, stood up, and saw a young man in green clothes staggering in, his figure full of loneliness and desolation. Tears fell like raindrops, and she cried softly:
The young man in green yelled at the top of his lungs and prostrated on the ground, as if falling asleep. I just looked up accidentally, and my delicate face was extremely pale under the wash of the rain. Under the candlelight, his face was full of perseverance and sourness.
In the east courtyard of the castle, there is a small independent courtyard. Next to the courtyard are fields and miscellaneous rooms. Obviously, no important figures of the Ye family live here.
Ye Qinghan shook his head and actually laughed. There was a fierce and decisive temperament all over his body. He looked into the distance through the door and said in a deep voice:
…
The morning fog gradually became thicker, but dim candles were still burning in the small courtyard. The white fog and red candlelight penetrated each other, and the faint cry of a girl came from the courtyard, making the place look particularly mysterious and strange.
The door remained closed and there was silence.
…
Unexpectedly, the young man didn't seem to appreciate it. He continued to kneel stubbornly, licked his dry lips, looked at Ye Qiang blankly, and said: "Three, third uncle? How about it! Has the Elder Hall agreed?"
After saying that, Ye Qinghan worked hard with his fingers and grabbed half of the bowl of slices into powder. The white bowl fragments fell to the ground, stained with blood on the ground, the red and white colors were so shocking.
The young man in green was still kneeling motionless on the ground. His slightly trembling body and the blood in his slightly narrowed eyes made it known that he was awake and still struggling to support himself.
A black figure in the thick fog gradually walked over and walked straight into the small courtyard.
"Now that your mother has died of illness, your family showed your filial piety and helped with the burial. But you are ungrateful. You even asked that your mother be buried in the ancestral grave together with your father? I think your head is burned out, right? The ancestral grave is the Ye family's. This is the burial place for the heroes of the past generations. Your mother is a brothel prostitute who has not yet been recognized by the family, and you still want to be buried in the ancestral grave? Retreat quickly, and you are still making noise here and disturbing the elders. Don't blame me for enforcing clan laws on you!"
The young man in green was still kneeling motionless on the ground. His slightly trembling body and the blood in his slightly narrowed eyes made it known that he was awake and still struggling to support himself.
"Haha! The family... The family is really good to my mother and son, really good... Elder Rong, don't worry, I will never come to disturb the respected elders in the future, Elder Hall! Haha..."
After saying that, Ye Qinghan worked hard with his fingers and grabbed half of the bowl of slices into powder. The white bowl fragments fell to the ground, stained with blood on the ground, the red and white colors were so shocking.
Yejia Fort is the city lord's palace in Cangcheng, where the direct and core children of the Ye family live. Covering an area of several hundred acres, there are dozens or hundreds of large and small courtyards inside. From a distance, it looks like a small palace.
Looking at the two middle-aged men standing at the door, the young man in green suddenly opened his eyes. The look of hope and longing in his eyes couldn't be more obvious. He moved his dry lips, wanting to say something, but he still didn't say anything. He just kowtowed deeply to the two middle-aged men again.
The courtyard hall is not very big, with an area of more than 20 square meters. The debris inside has been cleared away. There is only a large dark coffin standing in the center of the hall. Next to it, a girl is kneeling and burning money and paper.
…
The courtyard was so quiet, the door was still closed, as if it had never been smelled before. I saw the reflection of the candlelight jumping and swaying on the window paper.
He walked over and took his sister Ye Qingyu's hand. They picked up the incense candles on the ground, lit them, knelt on the ground, and worshiped three times together. Then he motioned to his sister to continue burning paper for his mother, while he himself knelt in front of the coffin in a daze.
A black figure in the thick fog gradually walked over and walked straight into the small courtyard.
The girl looks about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing pure white mourning clothes, tightly tied around her body, with exquisite and small facial features, skin as white as snow, hair like black hair, and two faint tear marks on her face, which adds a bit of Chuchuyi charm.
Forehead!
The young man in green was still kneeling motionless on the ground. His slightly trembling body and the blood in his slightly narrowed eyes made it known that he was awake and still struggling to support himself.
"What are you doing? Yesterday you used despicable means to attack Ye Qingxian and seriously injured her. Seeing that your mother had just passed away, the execution hall pardoned your crime. Today you came to disturb the elders hall again. Do you think that the execution hall of the family dare not punish her? You? Still not retreating? "
When the girl saw someone coming in, she quickly packed her clothes, wiped the tears on her face, stood up, and saw a young man in green clothes staggering in, his figure full of loneliness and desolation. Tears fell like raindrops, and she cried softly:
It was already three quarters in the morning. In the huge Cangcheng city, there were basically no pedestrians on the streets. Only the occasional dim candlelight in a few nightclubs swayed in the wind, adding a bit of desolation to the desolate winter night. .
The hoarse voice stood out in the silent night.
Ye Qinghan was angry and angry. He stood up suddenly and glared at Elder Rong. Unexpectedly, because he knelt for too long and was soaked in the rain all night, the cold air entered his body. His body trembled, his mind became dizzy, and he almost fell down. He took several steps back before he regained his balance.
"elder brother!"
"Please ask the Elder Hall to grant your permission. Ye Qinghan will spend his whole life working as a cow and a horse to repay the family..."
As he spoke, Ye Qinghan's dejection and loneliness gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of perseverance and determination.
The girl looks about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing pure white mourning clothes, tightly tied around her body, with exquisite and small facial features, skin as white as snow, hair like black hair, and two faint tear marks on her face, which adds a bit of Chuchuyi charm.
The person who came was Ye Qinghan. He heard his sister Ye Qingyu's crying cry and looked at his sister's haggard and thin face. He couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes, straighten his waist, and force himself to cheer up.
"Haha! The family... The family is really good to my mother and son, really good... Elder Rong, don't worry, I will never come to disturb the respected elders in the future, Elder Hall! Haha..."
The rain is getting heavier and heavier!
The courtyard hall is not very big, with an area of more than 20 square meters. The debris inside has been cleared away. There is only a large dark coffin standing in the center of the hall. Next to it, a girl is kneeling and burning money and paper.
He walked over and took his sister Ye Qingyu's hand. They picked up the incense candles on the ground, lit them, knelt on the ground, and worshiped three times together. Then he motioned to his sister to continue burning paper for his mother, while he himself knelt in front of the coffin in a daze.
"you… "
A long time, a long time!
After saying that, Ye Qinghan worked hard with his fingers and grabbed half of the bowl of slices into powder. The white bowl fragments fell to the ground, stained with blood on the ground, the red and white colors were so shocking.
In the distance, the morning sun is breaking through the morning fog and rising slowly.
Forehead!
Unexpectedly, the young man didn't seem to appreciate it. He continued to kneel stubbornly, licked his dry lips, looked at Ye Qiang blankly, and said: "Three, third uncle? How about it! Has the Elder Hall agreed?"
"You kid, why are you so stubborn! Don't you want your own body?"
The castle is divided into the east courtyard and the west courtyard. Usually all the senior members of the Ye family live in the west courtyard. The east courtyard is where some guards and servants live.
"My child is unfilial and failed to fulfill my mother's last wish. At present, I can only bury my mother in Xishan and hope that my mother's soul rests in peace! Mother, don't worry, my child will take good care of himself and his sister, practice hard, and revive the reputation of our second wife... "
The person who spoke at this time was Ye Qiang. With a trembling hand, he put away the folding fan, and with a look of distress and blame on his face, he tried to help the young man in green.
Two middle-aged men, both in their forties, are important figures in Cangcheng and even in the God of War Mansion. One of them wears a gray robe, has a high nose, eagle eyes, and a faint scar from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears. His name is Ye Rong. He is the deputy elder of the Yejia Punishment Hall and a member of the Elders Council. The other one wore a white robe, a red gold crown on his head, and a folding fan in his hand. He looked like a romantic scholar. His name was Ye Qiang. He was the deputy elder of the war hall of the Ye family and the third son of the head of the Ye family.
Ye Qinghan shook his head and actually laughed. There was a fierce and decisive temperament all over his body. He looked into the distance through the door and said in a deep voice:
Ye Qinghan looked at Elder Ye Rong who had a sneer on his face, and his third uncle Ye Qiang who had a look of helplessness on his face. He laughed miserably a few times, his voice filled with desolation and loneliness. He raised his head and stared blankly at the three majestic characters "Elder Hall" on the door of the courtyard for a long time. With a slight hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, he wiped the rain off his face and turned to leave.
"As evidenced by the sky, today I, Ye Qinghan, swear here that during my lifetime, I will work hard throughout my life to worship my parents' spiritual thrones in the Holy Spirit Church in the divine city, and be worshiped by thousands of people every year. If I violate it, there will be such a bowl! "
When the girl saw someone coming in, she quickly packed her clothes, wiped the tears on her face, stood up, and saw a young man in green clothes staggering in, his figure full of loneliness and desolation. Tears fell like raindrops, and she cried softly:
As he spoke, Ye Qinghan's dejection and loneliness gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of perseverance and determination.
In the distance, the morning sun is breaking through the morning fog and rising slowly.
…
But in a small courtyard of Yejiabao, the city lord's palace in Cangcheng, there was a completely different scene. The candlelight in the small courtyard was bright, but the door was closed tightly, and there was a young man in green kneeling outside the main door.
After a long time, he seemed to remember something, stood up suddenly, picked up the wine bowl on the ground, twisted it hard, and pulled out a piece of the bowl. He raised his left hand and scratched it hard with the bowl piece. Blood spilled all over the floor. But he just frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:
Ye Qinghan paused in his footsteps, and an inaudible voice sounded in his ears, which was the sound transmission from Third Uncle Ye Qiang. He turned around and nodded gratefully towards Ye Qiang, disappearing into the vast morning mist.
Ye Qingyu, who was next to him, shouted and swore before his soul! But it is the most solemn oath in Yanlong Continent. It is the highest honor in the Yanlong Continent to worship one's soul in the Holy Spirit Hall of the Divine City. Only those who have made great contributions to the continent or are super powerful are eligible to worship there. Brother, he... is forcing himself to a dead end.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier!
In the east courtyard of the castle, there is a small independent courtyard. Next to the courtyard are fields and miscellaneous rooms. Obviously, no important figures of the Ye family live here.
The courtyard was so quiet, the door was still closed, as if it had never been smelled before. I saw the reflection of the candlelight jumping and swaying on the window paper.
It was already three quarters in the morning. In the huge Cangcheng city, there were basically no pedestrians on the streets. Only the occasional dim candlelight in a few nightclubs swayed in the wind, adding a bit of desolation to the desolate winter night. .
"As evidenced by the sky, today I, Ye Qinghan, swear here that during my lifetime, I will work hard throughout my life to worship my parents' spiritual thrones in the Holy Spirit Church in the divine city, and be worshiped by thousands of people every year. If I violate it, there will be such a bowl! "
A black figure in the thick fog gradually walked over and walked straight into the small courtyard.
The young man in green yelled at the top of his lungs and prostrated on the ground, as if falling asleep. I just looked up accidentally, and my delicate face was extremely pale under the wash of the rain. Under the candlelight, his face was full of perseverance and sourness.
After saying that, Ye Qinghan worked hard with his fingers and grabbed half of the bowl of slices into powder. The white bowl fragments fell to the ground, stained with blood on the ground, the red and white colors were so shocking.
Yejia Fort is the city lord's palace in Cangcheng, where the direct and core children of the Ye family live. Covering an area of several hundred acres, there are dozens or hundreds of large and small courtyards inside. From a distance, it looks like a small palace.
The young voice was sonorous and powerful, spreading into the distance through the small courtyard.
Ye Qinghan looked at Elder Ye Rong who had a sneer on his face, and his third uncle Ye Qiang who had a look of helplessness on his face. He laughed miserably a few times, his voice filled with desolation and loneliness. He raised his head and stared blankly at the three majestic characters "Elder Hall" on the door of the courtyard for a long time. With a slight hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, he wiped the rain off his face and turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, the young man didn't seem to appreciate it. He continued to kneel stubbornly, licked his dry lips, looked at Ye Qiang blankly, and said: "Three, third uncle? How about it! Has the Elder Hall agreed?"
"Ah! Brother, you are crazy..."
"you… "
A long time, a long time!
"This? Sigh..." Ye Qiang, who looked like a white-faced scholar, shook his head, his face was a little gloomy and helpless, it was obvious that things were not going to work out.
The young man in green was still kneeling motionless on the ground. His slightly trembling body and the blood in his slightly narrowed eyes made it known that he was awake and still struggling to support himself.
When the girl saw someone coming in, she quickly packed her clothes, wiped the tears on her face, stood up, and saw a young man in green clothes staggering in, his figure full of loneliness and desolation. Tears fell like raindrops, and she cried softly:
In the east courtyard of the castle, there is a small independent courtyard. Next to the courtyard are fields and miscellaneous rooms. Obviously, no important figures of the Ye family live here.
Ye Qingyu, who was next to him, shouted and swore before his soul! But it is the most solemn oath in Yanlong Continent. It is the highest honor in the Yanlong Continent to worship one's soul in the Holy Spirit Hall of the Divine City. Only those who have made great contributions to the continent or are super powerful are eligible to worship there. Brother, he... is forcing himself to a dead end.
"My child is unfilial and failed to fulfill my mother's last wish. At present, I can only bury my mother in Xishan and hope that my mother's soul rests in peace! Mother, don't worry, my child will take good care of himself and his sister, practice hard, and revive the reputation of our second wife... "
Looking at the two middle-aged men standing at the door, the young man in green suddenly opened his eyes. The look of hope and longing in his eyes couldn't be more obvious. He moved his dry lips, wanting to say something, but he still didn't say anything. He just kowtowed deeply to the two middle-aged men again.
A long time, a long time!
But in a small courtyard of Yejiabao, the city lord's palace in Cangcheng, there was a completely different scene. The candlelight in the small courtyard was bright, but the door was closed tightly, and there was a young man in green kneeling outside the main door.
Ye Qinghan shook his head and actually laughed. There was a fierce and decisive temperament all over his body. He looked into the distance through the door and said in a deep voice:
Ye Qinghan shook his head and actually laughed. There was a fierce and decisive temperament all over his body. He looked into the distance through the door and said in a deep voice:
The morning fog gradually became thicker, but dim candles were still burning in the small courtyard. The white fog and red candlelight penetrated each other, and the faint cry of a girl came from the courtyard, making the place look particularly mysterious and strange.
"you… "
"Haha, since they don't even let in a small ancestral grave, they are afraid of polluting the ancestral grave. Then... I will bet my life and spend my whole life to worship my parents' souls in the Holy Spirit Church and enjoy the worship of thousands of people. Glory also wants you, a group of high-ranking figures, to worship together every year..."
On a cold rainy night, the brightly lit courtyard, the young man kneeling in front of the rain, and the occasional streak of lightning striking from the sky, this scene makes people seem particularly weird and strange.
The person who spoke at this time was Ye Qiang. With a trembling hand, he put away the folding fan, and with a look of distress and blame on his face, he tried to help the young man in green.
The courtyard was so quiet, the door was still closed, as if it had never been smelled before. I saw the reflection of the candlelight jumping and swaying on the window paper.
"You kid, why are you so stubborn! Don't you want your own body?"
"You kid, why are you so stubborn! Don't you want your own body?"
The young voice was sonorous and powerful, spreading into the distance through the small courtyard.
After saying that, Ye Qinghan worked hard with his fingers and grabbed half of the bowl of slices into powder. The white bowl fragments fell to the ground, stained with blood on the ground, the red and white colors were so shocking.
As he spoke, Ye Qinghan's dejection and loneliness gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of perseverance and determination.
In the distance, the morning sun is breaking through the morning fog and rising slowly.
As he spoke, Ye Qinghan's dejection and loneliness gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of perseverance and determination.
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Ye Qinghan shook his head and actually laughed. There was a fierce and decisive temperament all over his body. He looked into the distance through the door and said in a deep voice:
But in a small courtyard of Yejiabao, the city lord's palace in Cangcheng, there was a completely different scene. The candlelight in the small courtyard was bright, but the door was closed tightly, and there was a young man in green kneeling outside the main door.
The young voice was sonorous and powerful, spreading into the distance through the small courtyard.