I lived two hundred years

Chapter 113 Purpose
"My useless brother, I'm here, you should keep your promise."

While talking, Ye Lian looked around in disgust.

As a holy place for rendezvous, the smell of hormones is everywhere here, because of the rush to drive away just now, there were even some small transparent cases with white liquid left on the ground.

For Ye Lian, who is obsessed with cleanliness, it was hell.

If Ye Song hadn't given the promise that made him tempted, he would never have come here.

"Promise? What promise?"

Ye Song sneered, he didn't look like he was decadent at all, instead he showed a high-spirited, pointing posture.

Seeing this, Ye Lian's heart trembled.

It was not for nothing that he could easily suppress the heir Ye Song.

At least, his intuition is sharp enough.

Ye Song's self-confidence is definitely not feigned.

Did he have any chance?
Ye Lian didn't think that Ye Song was hiding his clumsiness before, it was meaningless.Why should a capable person be humiliated for nothing?Hiding clumsily and becoming the grandson of a turtle?

"Ye Song, what are you trying to do by tricking me here?"

As Ye Lian said, she looked around vigilantly, in case someone suddenly came out of the dark.

"You don't have to think too much. Everyone here is yours except me."

Ye Song glanced at Ye Lian disdainfully, like a high-ranking god looking at a humble ant.

"Ye Song, you have changed a lot."

Ye Lian's voice was so gentle that it made goose bumps all over her body, but no matter how gentle her voice was, she couldn't hide the sharpness in his tone.

"If it was before, you would never talk nonsense and just rush forward."

"Are you trying to say that I was stupid before?" Ye Song's voice turned cold.

Ye Lian shook her head and said, "You are even more stupid now."

Ye Song was stunned for a moment.

Ye Lian has already ordered to the people she brought.

"Do it."

No matter what reliance Ye Song has, as long as he moves fast enough on his side, there is nothing he can do if he is not given a chance to make a move.

"You are the fool. Ye Lian. Look at the situation clearly. I am no longer someone you can contend with."

Ye Song looked at the crowd rushing towards him, showing a mocking smile.

Streams of black air suddenly rose from Ye Song's back, like huge tentacles, swaying at the big men in black.

There was only a burst of screams, and those big men in black were thrown flying and rolled down like bowling pins hit by a bowling ball, scattered all over the ground.

"You actually...became a cultivator..."

Ye Lian's face suddenly turned ashen ashes.

Yin Yuelan once told Shen Lang that the Ye family also had practitioners.

Yin Yuelan, an outsider, knew this kind of thing, and Ye Lian naturally knew it too, and he knew more than Yin Yuelan.

The Ye family's glory today is all due to that practitioner.

Now that cultivator's lifespan is about to come to an end, and the Ye family is facing turmoil.At this time, no one knows better than Ye Lian what the appearance of a new practitioner means to the Ye family.

Once Ye Song revealed his identity as a cultivator, Ye Lian, who had finally obtained the position of heir to the head of the family, would be taken back immediately.

This is absolutely not allowed by Ye Lian.

Not only because he has paid so much for this position, but also because Ye Song, the younger brother who has been under him all the time, wants to counter him in an all-round way.

But what can he do?
He has been cultivating painstakingly for these years, and he has not even comprehended the sense of qi, let alone lead qi into the body and become a practitioner.

Do you really want to admit your failure?

Ye Lian felt hesitant.

Suddenly, a searing heat brought him back to consciousness.

He looked down, and at some point, the pendant on his chest had turned red, exuding waves of hot breath.

Seeing this scene at first, Ye Lian was a little dazed, and then he had a flash of inspiration and remembered about this pendant.

This pendant was given to him by a practitioner from the Ye family.

The practitioner said that once the pendant becomes hot, it must be evacuated immediately.

Because that means that there is the most dangerous existence for practitioners nearby, evil cultivators.

The hotter the pendant is, the closer he is to the evil cultivator.

Now this pendant is almost burning the skin on his chest, doesn't it mean that that evil cultivator is right in front of him?

A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Lian's eyes, and she looked at Ye Song.

For the Ye family, cultivators and evil cultivators are two completely opposite things.

Evil cultivators are the public enemy of the practice world.

No matter how strong this evil cultivator Ye Song is, no matter how close his relationship with the Ye family is, the Ye family will not become an enemy of the entire cultivation world because of him.

For Ye Song to become a cultivator, he basically cut himself off from the Ye family.

There is still hope.

As long as I can get out of here.

Ye Lian looked at Ye Song with a malicious expression on her face, and secretly looked around, looking for a chance to escape.

"Do you think I'll give you a chance to escape? Go to hell."

Ye Song smiled strangely, manipulated a black air tentacle, rolled up Ye Lian, hung him in the air, and kept increasing the force, as if he wanted to squeeze him into a meat paste.

"Evil cultivators can be punished for everyone. Even if you kill me, you don't want to take back the Ye family. The cultivation world will not let you go."

Ye Lian forced the corners of her mouth to show a smile, and she was unwilling to show an ugly face in front of this younger brother whom he looked down upon before her death.

"You can still laugh!"

Ye Song snorted coldly, the tentacles of the black air trembled, and there was a cracking sound, Ye Lian's whole body was crushed to pieces.

The corner of Ye Lian's mouth was bleeding, but the smile on her face seemed to be fixed on it, motionless.

"Damn it! I'm going to tear you apart! See how you still laugh!"

Ye Song finally couldn't hold back the expression on his face, he shouted angrily, stretched out black air tentacles, and rolled towards Ye Lian together.

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation came from Ye Song's body.

Ye Lian stopped breathing, the falling leaves stopped, the heartbeats of the men in black stopped, and the wild geese flying in the distance stopped...

The surrounding space suddenly stopped, quiet and deep.

"You can't kill him yet."

A voice came from Ye Song's body.

"I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him..."

Ye Song screamed hysterically.

"This is an order, and you have no right to resist. Don't forget who gave you the power."

There was a hint of coldness in that voice.

Ye Song yelled, no matter what, he would continue to attack Ye Lian.

At this moment, he suddenly screamed, covered his head, fell to the ground, and kept rolling.

It took a long time before he stopped, gasped and got up from the ground, his eyes regained a little clarity, but more, he was still frightened.

Whether it was the self who went crazy just now or that voice, there were reasons for him to be frightened.

That voice didn't care about his inner changes, and gave orders: "You must make Ye Lian a perfect puppet. Only in this way can you deceive Ye Cong. Get the 'Broken Jade Bottle' from him."

"Yes."

Ye Song glanced at Ye Lian, feeling unwilling, but dared not do anything.

(End of this chapter)