"In addition, this thing is also invalidated."
After Ye Beiming finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and a white shadow flew out.
Xi Jiuye was taken aback, thinking it was a hidden weapon.
His eyes were cold, his palms turned into fists, and he punched out.
Colliding with Ye Beiming's divine power, the two giants of the God Realm, how amazing their divine power is.
Between the confrontation between the two of them, the white shadow made a "tearing" sound, split into two, and fell to the ground.
"Yo, I really did it, I almost missed it."
When Emperor Xin and Sun Qingcai arrived, they happened to see the scene of the battle between the two great gods.
Dixin's gaze followed the white shadow that landed on the ground to look intently.
It was a letter with beautiful handwriting and a few lines of writing.
"Puwei thread is like silk, and rock cannot be transferred. Yue'er has identified Brother Jiuye in this life. He will not marry unless he is a king, but please let his parents do it. The daughter does not ask for forgiveness from parents, but only asks for the rest of her life to resolve the relationship between the Xi family and the eighth family. Huang's enmity. If parents are willing to recognize Brother Jiuye as son-in-law, please come to the northern border to attend the wedding of your daughter and Brother Jiuye in one month."
It was a letter that Ye Lingyue wrote back to the Eight Desolation God Realm many years ago.
Back in the day, Ye Lingyue was alone in her cardamom years, she left her loving parents for Xi Jiuye, and fought against Xi Jiuye on the battlefield.
She has shed blood and sweat, but she doesn't care about it at all.
What she was thinking about was only brother Jiuye.
When she learned that Brother Jiuye wanted the God Emperor to marry her as his queen, she was so happy that she stayed up all night.
Worried that Ba Huang's parents would disagree, she wrote the letter herself.
Although the letter was not long, every word was full of sincerity, and between the lines, her affection for Xi Jiuye was vividly expressed on the paper.
Di Xin's phoenix eyes tightened as he watched, and there were countless sour bubbles in his chest, which kept popping up.
Xi Jiuye was also staring at the letter.
Faith is still there, but people are not there, things are and people are no longer.
The above words and sentences hurt the eyes and hearts of the three men at the same time.
"Okay, very good. From now on, I, Ye Beiming's daughter, have nothing to do with you."
Ye Beiming raised the corners of his mouth sarcastically, and with a wave of his hand, he was about to lead people away.
"slow… "
Xi Jiuye opened her mouth, and Lan Chuchu's eyes flashed with resentment. She held the baby's hand and pinched it hard, and Xi Xingluo, who was asleep, suddenly burst into tears.
"Brother Jiuye, Xingluo seems to be injured. Take a quick look."
Lan Chuchu choked up her voice, and "panicked" sent the child to Xi Jiuye.
Xi Jiuye looked down at the child, the child's face was flushed, and his little hands and feet kept waving.
Could it be that Ye Beiming did something secretly just now
"Come here, send the doctor over."
Xi Jiuye said in a deep voice, he could only watch Ye Beiming and others leave, and brought Xi Xingluo back to the palace anxiously.
On the ground, the letter that had been divided into two was lying alone, suddenly a person came over, leaned over and picked up the letter.
Under the Meteor Cliff, Ye Beiming led the mourning band, playing and singing all the way to Ye Lingyue's mausoleum under the Meteor Cliff.
"Stop, this is a forbidden area in the northern border, and no one else is allowed to approach it."
Seeing this group of unknown people approaching, several northern guards quickly surrounded them, blocking the way of Ye Beiming and others.
"Go away."
Ye Beiming gave a low drink, and saw that his body didn't move, but an astonishing aura burst out of his body.
Behind him, a huge black shadow as tall as a mountain suddenly appeared.
The giant shadow roared angrily, raised its body, and landed on all fours at the same time, causing the situation to change color in an instant.
Those magic soldiers only felt the pain in their eardrums, and their internal organs seemed to have been hit hard. The blood in their bodies surged, and they spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. All the magic soldiers fell to the ground, unable to move. Ye Beiming led people into the mausoleum.
As the patriarch of the Qilin clan, one of the most powerful beasts among the beasts, Ye Beiming's cultivation has improved further in the hundreds of years since he became a god.
This move of Qilin's wrath is enough to change Fengyun's face.
The mausoleum is built on the hillside, and there is a frozen stream beside it.
Although it has been established for more than 500 years, the mausoleum looks brand new. It is made of ice jade feldspar unique to the northern region, which will not melt for thousands of years.
Ye Beiming walked to the mausoleum, and when he saw the lonely tomb, he raised his hand and wanted to split the mausoleum open.
But at this moment, Ye Beiming's hand stopped, and his gaze was slightly surprised to see the inscription on the mausoleum.
The inscription on the inscription is actually "The tomb of the Queen of the Northern Territory, Ye Lingyue."
These nine characters are profound, and they were not carved with knives and axes, but rather carved with fingers.
The ice jade feldspar in the northern border was so hard that the person who carved the characters even had blood seep out. The blood mixed into the stone and turned into a vermilion, which was extremely dazzling.
Who will leave these words
Could it be Xi Jiuye
Ye Beiming didn't think that after killing Yue'er, Xi Jiuye would still have such a leisurely mood to leave this inscription.
But if it wasn't Xi Jiuye, who could enter this tomb of clothes.
This place is a forbidden area in the northern border, and even Lan Chuchu may not be able to enter it, otherwise she would probably be so angry just seeing this tombstone.
Just when Ye Beiming was confused, a figure rushed towards the tombstone.
The tombstone suddenly disappeared.
Ye Beiming was taken aback, there was already someone behind him.
"you?"
Ye Beiming saw who was coming, and frowned.
"My lord, my son-in-law is being polite."
After the separation of the Northern Shrine, the emperor followed Ye Beiming like a shadow.
What Ye Beiming saw, Emperor Xin naturally saw it too.
That letter was enough to be an eyesore, and the appearance of this tombstone simply made Emperor Xin feel bad.
It doesn't look pleasing to the eye, and should have been destroyed, but this stele has other uses for the emperor.
Xi Jiuye really has bad intentions.
His housewife has nothing to do with him at all, he dares to look at the pot while eating what is in the bowl, the whole body of his housewife belongs to his emperor.
"It's you? You surprised me."
Ye Beiming only hesitated for a moment, and soon, he recognized Emperor Xin.
There is such a kind of person, no matter how much he changes, his own temperament will not change.
Emperor Xin is undoubtedly this kind of person.
"It's just that you called Mr. Yuezhang too early."
As a father, Ye Beiming was born with an innate hostility toward creatures like his son-in-law.
Especially, after learning the lesson of the previous Xi Jiuye.
"My lord Yuezhang, don't be in a hurry to refuse, my son-in-law is here today and has prepared a big gift."
With that said, Emperor Xin took out a storage bag, put it on with both hands, and handed it to Ye Beiming.