Ye Zifeng was dragged all the way to the distance by his sister, the surroundings were empty, there was not even a single person, so Ye Xueyi stopped in her tracks.
"Brother Zifeng, why did you go crazy just now, to make such a bet with someone else? If daddy finds out, he will scold you again for embarrassing the Ye family..."
Although Ye Xueyi's face was frosty, she could see the worry in her heart.
"Shame? Why must it be to shame the Ye family, not to win glory for the Ye family?" Ye Zifeng asked back.
At this time, he already knew a lot about the memory of this useless Ye Zifeng, he knew that the woman in front of him was his younger sister, and besides her younger sister, almost no one in the family took Ye Zifeng seriously.
Ye Xueyi's eyes widened: "Are you trying to win glory for the Ye family? Did I hear you right, brother Zifeng, are you really driven crazy by them? No, I'm going to settle the score with them!"
She grew up playing with mud with Ye Zifeng since she was a child, although she cared about her brother and couldn't bear him being bullied, but in her eyes, Ye Zifeng was indeed a good-for-nothing.
And now, he might be about to turn into a big madman.
Ye Zifeng grabbed her slender hand: "Don't worry, I'm not crazy, I'm very sober, I guess, there may never be a moment like I am so sober now. Don't bother them, it's dirty for no reason Your hands..." There was a hint of meaning in his eyes.
"Okay then... I'll listen to my brother, and it's a good deal for them. Otherwise, I must let them clearly realize how far the eighth level of Qi refining is from them."
While talking, Ye Xueyi stomped her feet angrily, she had the right to vent, so she gave up, and this cute side and her iceberg face in front of others seemed like two people, of course, only her brother Ye Zifeng could see it .
Ye Zifeng sighed lightly, adding a little warmth in his heart: "It seems that it's good to have the feeling of family." Before time travel, he was an orphan, an idiot, and he had always flirted with those famous people. Much truth revealed.
"What did you say?"
Ye Zifeng shook his head gently: "It's nothing, just feeling a little bit emotional."
Ye Xueyi sighed, and calmed down, seeing Ye Zifeng's body covered in injuries, she couldn't bear it, the tip of her nose was slightly sore, it felt like she was about to cry.
"Brother... It would be great if you weren't a good-for-nothing... I don't expect anything else, at least, you won't be bullied by villains like Wang Lin..."
Ye Zifeng couldn't stand the woman's tears the most, and didn't want to explain anything more at this time, his eyes began to reveal a serious expression. Because of him, I don't want my family members who care about me to cry for him!
"Okay, let's not talk so much. The three days are not short or long, and we have to start preparing. It's getting late now, let's go home first."
He had just walked a few steps when he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he turned around embarrassedly.
"By the way, sister, where is home going?"
Ye Xueyi: "..."
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If the Ye family was placed twenty years ago, it could be considered a big family. Together with the Wang family in the east of the city and the Liu family in the west of the city, they are called the three major families in Leizhou City.
However, since the eldest son Ye Zifeng was born, things have changed.
Ye Zifeng was born with a sick child, his meridians were diagnosed by a famous spiritual martial artist, and he was directly judged to be a once-in-a-century waste material. After so many years of cultivation, he has only reached the second level of Qi refining period, and has become the laughing stock of the entire Leizhou City , Moreover, he was born weak, and Ye Zhongtian, the head of the Ye family, needed to send him true energy every certain period of time to help him survive.
As for his cultivation speed, Ye Chongtian had long let it go and no longer had any hope.
But now, this good-for-nothing Ye Zifeng sat in front of him with a calm face, sipping tea carefully, and his gestures seemed to be the demeanor of a generation of masters.
"You, what did you just say? You want to make alchemy?" When Ye Zhongtian heard Ye Zifeng speak, he couldn't hold back for a moment, and sprayed a big mouthful of tea on the ground.
Ye Chongtian's eyes froze for a moment, and instead of looking at him, he turned to look at Xueyi beside him solemnly.
"What happened? Your brother... what happened to him?"
"Father, brother, he was beaten up again today, and his sanity is a little blurred. Could it be that it has been too long since he lost his true energy last time, or else, Dad, you will give him some more genuine energy later... "
Ye Xueyi said worriedly, when she returned home, she didn't have the quiet and indifferent temperament in the Wufu, she became a little girl who would act like a spoiled child to her parents, but this side of her, she could only treat her elder brother and parents well. will show.
Ye Chongtian frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "Xiaoxue, it's not that daddy doesn't help him. For so many years, I've been giving him real energy every now and then, and even my own cultivation almost fell from Wuling. Warrior, if this continues, it's not just him who gets bullied, but our entire Ye Family."
"But... Daddy, if you don't help brother, there will be no one in Ye's family to help brother..." Ye Xueyi bit her lips tightly.
In fact, what her father said, she naturally understood in her heart, not to mention that she would be bullied in the future, in fact, the Ye family had already faded out of the candidates for the three major families in Leizhou City, lost its former glory, and was suppressed by other families everywhere.
Want to talk about favors? No, that's not the main thing. In Wuhun Continent, martial arts are respected, the strong are respected, and the law of the jungle is highly respected. The strength levels of martial arts practitioners in the mainland are divided into eight grades, from bottom to top: Warrior, Warrior, Wuling, Wuzong, Wuhuang, Wuzun, Wusheng, and Wushen. Cultivators like Ye Zifeng and Ye Xueyi, who are still in the Qi refining stage, are not even martial disciples, so they are basically useless in the competition to show the strength of the family.
Such a large Ye family, in fact, is supported by Ye Chongtian alone.
"Daddy... please!" Ye Xueyi blinked her big eyes and said coquettishly.
Ye Chongtian waved his hand and said, "Xueyi, I do this trick every time. This time, I won't make this good-for-nothing angry."
For so many years, his cultivation base has not risen but has fallen, because he has been saving his true energy to keep Ye Zifeng's life alive, this time, he finally became ruthless.
Ye Zifeng said lightly: "Who said you need your true qi, although it is effective for a while to temper the tendons with true qi, if things go on like this, it will make people become dependent on true qi, which is not conducive to the development of the tendons themselves."
Ye Chongtian was taken aback for a moment, he would believe anyone who said these words, but it felt strange that these words were said by his own good-for-nothing son Ye Zifeng. You know, usually Ye Zifeng is cowardly, he dare not even meet his eyes, let alone talk to him face to face.
However, he ignored this, and immediately laughed: "Zifeng, it's rare for you to be considerate of Dad. It seems that you have grown up. After that, you should endure the pain a little longer, and wait for Dad to ensure that you can consolidate your martial spirit realm." , and then I will find a way for you to recover your true anger."
Ye Xueyi gave Ye Zifeng a blank look, annoyed in her heart that he didn't cooperate with her at all.
"So, as I said just now, I want to make alchemy." Ye Zifeng said persistently.
Ye Xueyi grabbed Ye Zifeng's sleeve and shook it again and again: "Brother, please stop saying a word, why is your madness endless?"
Ye Chongtian closed his eyes, and sighed lightly: "Alright, let's help him down, maybe Xue Yi is right, maybe this good-for-nothing was really beaten crazy."
Ye Zifeng said seriously: "Let me go down, as long as you promise to give me a pill furnace, and prepare me these materials written on paper, I will leave right now... Immediately, immediately!"
Ye Chongtian suppressed his anger, his hand holding the teacup trembled, and said in a deep voice: "You brat, talk to me again, believe it or not, I'll lock you up in the firewood room, face the wall and think about it three times." sky!"
Ye Zifeng said calmly: "The firewood room is the firewood room, and if you think about it, you will think about it. As long as you can bring me the pill furnace, then you can talk about anything..."
"You!" Ye Zhongtian stood up against the table. As a martial spirit, he already had the strength to release coercion. There was a trace of unspeakable pressure in his eyes, like a boulder, which made people unbearably oppressed.
"Daddy!" Ye Xueyi's call pulled Ye Zhongtian back from his furious state, and he finally came to his senses, withdrew his coercive power, and the pressure around him suddenly decreased.
Seeing that Ye Zifeng didn't kneel on the ground at all, but was still standing reluctantly, looking at him extremely firmly, this scene made Ye Zhongtian secretly amazed.
"Okay, I can give you the alchemy furnace, and I can give you the materials you want! If you are capable, don't smelt a pot of slag for me!"
He let out the words fiercely, and turned his back to Ye Zifeng and Ye Xueyi with his sleeves, actually signaling them to leave.
"Okay, brother, let's go." Ye Xueyi recovered and pushed Ye Zifeng.
"Wait a minute." Ye Zifeng took out the prescription with the required pills from his arms, spread it out, and placed it on Ye Chongtian's desk, and left after the latter's astonishment …
Ye Chongtian ruthlessly rubbed his temples. He had had a headache for twenty years for this unworthy good-for-nothing son, and he had never felt relieved. But now, this kid was really beaten crazy up.
Ye family, it seems that it is really going to decline. He couldn't help sighing.
With the passage of time, he gradually calmed down, and unintentionally, he caught a glimpse of the strong and powerful words written on the paper of the pill prescription.
"When did this kid's handwriting become so beautiful? Every time he wrote before, I scolded him for writing like an earthworm. Could it be that he knew that it would be difficult to make progress in martial arts, so he started practicing?" Have you picked up calligraphy yet?"
Ye Chongtian shook his head with a wry smile, casually flipping through the pill prescription left by Ye Zifeng from the table.
However, with a rough glance, a strange color flashed in his eyes immediately, the further he read, the more his hands trembled, and when he finally finished reading, he sat down weakly , stuck in his own seat, unable to say a word for a long time...