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Having not had a good rest for a long time, the two slept peacefully for the night, feeling unprecedentedly peaceful.

But the next morning, when Rong Fan left Ye Huaiyao's room, Ye Zhiwei happened to see him.

When the two went to the Zhen Guo General's Mansion to watch the ceremony, he remembered this incident, and said to Ye Huaiyao half-jokingly: "Brother, I think that young man named Xiao Rong likes to cling to you too much, why, now even the waiter Do you want to take care of the night watch?"

Although he knew that Ye Zhiwei had no other intentions, Ye Huaiyao felt guilty and subconsciously said, "No, he slept on the floor."

He explained so seriously that Ye Zhiwei couldn't help laughing.

Ye Huaiyao paused, but also thought it was funny, and said: "You led him astray—he was kicked out by Sangjia last night, and he had nowhere to go, so I let him make do in the room."

Ye Zhiwei said: "It's a pity to have such a crazy woman. It's not suitable to be an errand in the mansion. I think it's better to find a way to send him out and find some errands to do, which is much better than going on like this."

Of course, although he didn't attend Meng Xinze's wedding banquet, this conversation also happened between brothers. Ye Huaiyao repeated to him according to his answer back then:

"He's too young now, he's already studying in private, and he's learning pretty fast. Wait a year or two before making any plans."

Ye Zhiwei nodded thoughtfully, "That's fine."

The conversation between the two brothers was interrupted by a noise.

At this time, there was the sound of firecrackers and the sound of gongs and drums in the mansion of Lord Zhen Guo. In the hall, a group of dudes were bickering and joking with each other, waiting for the man to bring the bride back.

Suddenly someone shouted loudly outside the door: "Come here! The sedan chair has entered!"

As soon as the noisy sound stopped, people cheered, and then most of the guests cheered out of the hall to watch the excitement.

Someone saw the two brothers Ye Huaiyao and Ye Zhiwei whispering these words together, and asked with a smile: "Master, Changmin County King, don't you go out together to see the bride?"

Ye Huaiyao said with a smile: "A few please go first, we will arrive later."

In his capacity, no one dared to come over and force him, so everyone gave way and left with a smile on his face.

Ye Huaiyao stayed until the end, watching these people walk by one by one, but did not find Zhu Xi's shadow.

Logically speaking, based on his relationship with Meng Xinze, he should be among the invited guests, but now he did not appear in this hall, so there are only two possibilities, or the two broke up and Zhu Xi never received the invitation post, or he went somewhere else.

He was thinking about it when Ye Zhiwei came over and grabbed Ye Huaiyao's hand, pulled him up from the chair with all his strength, and said, "I'm afraid there is going to be a church outside, let's come here, at least we have to save face Brother, why don't you go out and have a look?"

Ye Huaiyao also wanted to see what was going on with Meng Xinze, so he responded, "Okay, let's go."

The two went to the worship hall in front. At this time, the lights were bright and the inside and outside were crowded with people.

Everyone saw that the two grandsons of Prince Yi's mansion were coming, and quickly made room for Ye Huaiyao and Ye Zhiwei.

Ye Huaiyao was pushed to the front of the crowd and saw Meng Xinze leading the bride in with a smile on his face.

He was indeed the person Ye Huaiyao saw with Zhu Xi that day.At this moment, Meng Xinze was no longer as pale as he was that day with his eyes closed. He looked beaming and energetic, obviously very satisfied with this marriage.

It's a pity that on such a happy occasion, there will always be people who are disappointed. Meng Xinze's elder brother brought a group of friends over and insisted on toasting him.

It was natural to drink at a wedding, but now that the bride had just entered the house, and it was an auspicious time for the church visit, he came out to interrupt, obviously looking for trouble.

Seeing that the scene was ugly, people who had good friends with Meng Xinze immediately went up to smooth things over, trying to persuade the eldest son of the general's mansion to leave.

The bride in a bright red phoenix crown and Xiapei stood behind Meng Xinze with her head bowed, her face was covered by the hijab, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

But Zhu Xi still didn't show up. Did they really have a falling out?

Maybe...then Zhu Xi went to Jun Zhihan for medicine, not for Meng Xinze.

Ye Huaiyao was thinking about the relationship between these two people, but Ye Zhiwei mistakenly thought that he saw the Meng family brothers fighting against the wall, and he was touched, so he muttered softly beside him: "They are so boring. A title, no brother is important. "

Ye Huaiyao turned his head, only to see Ye Zhiwei stealthily glance at himself while talking.

He naturally knew his younger brother's little thoughts, and the funny feeling hadn't fully aroused, and he thought of the other party's ending again in a blink of an eye, and his heart suddenly hurt.

If it is really possible to go back to the past right now, Ye Huaiyao may try his best to change his fate against the sky and want his brother to live well, but everything in front of him is a phantom after all.

He hugged Ye Zhiwei's shoulder affectionately: "You are right. What we Shiwei want, brother will not fight with you, let you. After all, I also feel that nothing is as good as my brother important."

Ye Zhiwei joked: "Come on, at least I'm not interested in titles, gold and silver, and my parents and elder brothers won't starve me to death. I just want my brother to spend more time with me when he is free. There are too many, and when I get married in the future, I don't want to disturb you."

The two brothers are not far apart in age, but compared to Ye Huaiyao, Ye Zhiwei, the younger brother, is too mature and quiet. He spends his days either reading or practicing calligraphy. look.

When Ye Huaiyao wandered around, he was especially afraid that he would restrict himself, so he tried every means to keep Ye Zhiwei in the mansion without taking him to play.

It was normal for a young man to be like this, but after experiencing so many past events, and hearing these words again, his mood was completely different.

If there is still a chance, he really wants to tell Ye Zhiwei that his brother will take you with him wherever he goes.

But at the same time, Ye Zhiwei's words flashed through his mind, but they also reminded Ye Huaiyao of something.

Zhu Xi and Meng Xinze... Could it be because of his marriage that conflicts arose?

Although he doesn't have much contact with Zhu Xi, Ye Huaiyao can also see that this person is crazy and paranoid, and he doesn't seem to like to talk to other people. Such a person must have very few friends. Friends, he will definitely care about it very much.

If he doesn't like Meng Xinze's wife, or if he is worried that his marriage will affect the relationship between the two, this may be a reason for him not to attend the wedding.

Brother Meng Xinze's behavior is also very strange.

Although he is currently at a slight disadvantage in the battle for the title, but making trouble in front of the honored guests at his younger brother's wedding is simply meaningless except to make himself reckless and stupid. Is it necessary to do so?

A look of doubt flashed across Ye Huaiyao's face.

At this time, Meng Xinze's elder brother was already dissuaded by the guests, and angrily led a group of people away, and the wedding continued.

The whole hall was covered in red, the candles were dancing brightly, the master of ceremonies sang loudly, bowed to heaven and earth, bowed to the high hall twice, and bowed again, it was for husband and wife to worship each other.

Ye Huaiyao gave up and continued to search in the hall, and turned to look towards the outermost direction of the door—the way the Meng family brother left just now.

This time, he finally found Zhu Xi's face among many spectators.

The wedding is a great joy, everyone around is laughing, but Zhu Xi has no expression on his face, although he can't tell how unhappy he is.

But Ye Huaiyao had fought against him before, so at this moment, he felt that Zhu Xi's appearance looked familiar.

——In the bottom of his eyes, there is the fierce light that shows every time he draws a knife and stabs.

A certain thought flashed through Ye Huaiyao's mind, and he blurted out, "Dangerous!"

Ye Zhiwei asked in surprise; "What?"

Just as he asked these two words, a cluster of fiery red colors instantly rose in front of him, and they were reflected in the eyes of both of them at the same time.

Ye Huaiyao pulled Ye Zhiwei behind him to protect him. At this time, the exclamation of the crowd also came out: "It's on fire! It's on fire!"

The hall was full of red silk flowers and curtains. The fire spread quickly, and the smoke was billowing.

Turns out it wasn't over yet.

What's worse, there were a lot of fireworks and firecrackers in the courtyard outside, and they planned to wait for the new couple to celebrate, but at this time they also burned up, making a burst of crackling explosions, adding to the chaos.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Ye Zhiwei picked up a pot of tea on the table beside him, splashed his sleeves wet, tore them off and covered Ye Huaiyao's face, and said anxiously, "Brother, let's get out!"

Although the fire was powerful, for monks, it was a matter of a water-type talisman to extinguish it. Ye Huaiyao did not feel the life-threatening fear and trembling like ordinary people.

It's just pointless to use spiritual breath for this in the illusion.

He pushed Ye Zhiwei out with his backhand, and let the guards who heard the news lead him to run first, but he took two steps inside instead, looking for Zhu Xi's figure.

There is no doubt that this fire was definitely set by Zhu Xi, but it seems that the role of bluff is greater.

His purpose of setting fire was definitely not as simple as burning someone to death.

Ye Huaiyao's intuition was correct, and he found Zhu Xi's figure in the chaos.

—— While no one was paying attention, he quickly grabbed Meng Xinze's bride and pushed her into the fire!

So it turned out that Zhu Xi's purpose was to kill Meng Xinze's wife!

Ye Huaiyao confirmed his guess just now.

And just when some truths were gradually revealed, he also felt the ground shaking under his feet.

Ye Huaiyao raised his head and glanced at the sky, only to see that the sky directly above his head had become as red as blood, and gradually transitioned to a dark and dark darkness in the distance.

The sky kept trembling, looking soft and soft, as if a puddle of water had been shaken by someone, waves of ripples rippling away into the distance, and billions of stars twinkled in it, strange and inexplicable.

However, no one noticed the abnormality.

He knew that this period of illusion was about to end, and he had to find an exit before the entire illusion completely collapsed.

Rong Wang did not come to the wedding banquet together, but Ye Huaiyao had made an appointment with him before coming, as long as he felt the turmoil in the illusion, he would come to meet him quickly.

Now it really should.

Now that he had understood Zhu Xi's purpose, he stopped hesitating. He made a tactic with his right hand, a little fluorescent light flickered on his fingertips, and drew a talisman of destroying delusion and killing nightmares in midair.

There is no need for talisman paper, and forming a talisman out of thin air is already a high-level spell. Ye Huaiyao uses it with ease, and when the talisman is played, the power of backlash surges towards him instantly.

The semi-solid Pu Guangming Shijian flew towards him in the air, and the dazzling brilliance refracted on the mirror surface, refracting the force back.

Immediately, a vortex appeared in the southwest direction, and the colorful light spots rotated with the airflow, which was the exit of the illusion propped up by Pu Guangming Shijian.

Ye Huaiyao wanted to go in, but he had some thoughts in his heart. He turned around and cast a last look in the direction from which everyone fled just now, but was surprised to see a figure turning back in the opposite direction and running towards this direction in a hurry.

He knew that he should leave, but it was this person who came, making him unable to move.

Amid the billowing smoke, Ye Huaiyao uncontrollably withdrew, turned around and quickly walked up to him, shouting, "Zhiwei!"

Ye Zhiwei was sweating profusely, with an anxious expression on his face, he rushed to Ye Huaiyao's side and hugged him.

"Brother! Why did you push me out, but you didn't get out?"

Ye Zhiwei grabbed Ye Huaiyao, and hurriedly said: "Where did you get hurt or what? Go, I'll carry you out."

There is still a bit of childishness on his face, but there is gentle concern in his handsome eyebrows and eyes. Ye Huaiyao used to tease him, saying that my little brother will be magnificent when he grows up, and he does not know how many women he will be fascinated by.

But now, he clearly knew that the person in front of him couldn't get out of the age of 14 anymore.

Ye Huaiyao's eyebrows twitched, and he suddenly took a step forward, hugging Ye Zhiwei tightly in his arms amidst the flames and smoke.

He was strangling so hard, as if he wanted to rub the opponent into his own flesh and blood, Ye Zhiwei even felt his bones hurting, he was a little puzzled, but he didn't break free, and put the bracelet on Ye Huaiyao's back , patted lightly.

"Shiwei, I'm sorry." Ye Huaiyao touched Ye Zhiwei's hair and let go of the hug, "Brother... still have a lot to do."

He took Ye Zhiwei's hand, and moved to the outside of the fire scene in an instant: "Go to the father and mother, I can't go with you."

He turned around and strode away, not intending to look back, Ye Zhiwei chased after two steps, only to find that the distance between the two was getting farther and farther.

The jumping light and shadow are reflected on the elder brother's cloud-like clothes, just like the flowing time in the Milky Way.

At that moment, a feeling of strangeness and unfamiliarity came to my heart, as if I was chasing an unreachable star.

Ye Zhiwei's heart suddenly panicked, feeling a kind of extreme fear.

"What the hell do you mean!"

Ye Zhiwei's eyes widened. He was always gentle and polite, and he rarely yelled like this.

"What is the reason... Didn't you just say not long ago that you want to accompany me well? You are lying and prevaricating me!"

"The one who promised to accompany me——you're lying...you're lying..."

Sounds seemed to be coming from all directions, and the sky and the earth that were about to collapse were spinning.

Except for Ye Huaiyao himself, no one could understand the lethality of Ye Zhiwei's words.

He suddenly looked back.

At this time, Ye Zhiwei's face and expression in front of him were almost the same as when he died tragically in front of him many years ago.

These words spit out from his mouth, echoed and faintly overlapped with the "brother" he said when he was dying.

The overlapping of the present and the past, fantasy and reality, seems to sharpen a cluster of thin and sharp blades from the gap of time, piercing into the softest part of the heart with incomparable precision.

At that moment, Ye Huaiyao felt as if his heart had been ripped out, his ears were buzzing, and unbearable pain spread all over his body.

This forced him to hold onto the big tree beside him, and using this movement to stabilize his body, a mouthful of hot blood rushed to his throat, and he was pressed down again.

The howling wind swept the raging fire, Ye Zhiwei was almost submerged in the flames, but stubbornly stretched out his hand towards Ye Huaiyao.

He was about to be completely swallowed by the flames. At that moment, Ye Huaiyao's heart was blank, and he raised his hand to grab him.

The prosperity of the past is gone now. His parents, brothers, and his hometown are all waiting for him in another place, waiting for him, a wanderer who never liked to go home since he was a child, to go back.

But at the same time as he raised his hand, a icy cold brushed against his fingertips inadvertently.

It was Ye Huaiyao's token hanging on his waist, with his name written on the front and a lone tree and leisurely cloud on the back. This token is Mingsheng's token.

It was this bit of coolness that penetrated into his scattered mind in an instant, and pulled his three souls and seven souls that were about to fly back into his body again.

If you want to die, you can't die here, if you want to die, you can't die now.

Brothers, close friends, and sect disciples are all waiting for him. The old events of that year have not yet been clarified. What Mingsheng represents is not only honor, but also a responsibility.

He didn't have the qualifications to shake off the mess and leave.

The crumbling illusion trembled violently, and all the illusions were about to collapse. Ye Huaiyao closed his eyes fiercely, and said, "Shiwei, you hate me."

Just as the word "ba" was uttered, at this moment, an extremely powerful demonic energy suddenly blasted from the side, and the purple light diffused like a cloud like fog, instantly enveloping the flames.

This fire is the fire of the inner demon in the illusion, and it is not comparable to ordinary flames. At this time, when encountering the demonic energy, not only did it not go out, but under the struggle between the two sides, there was a sizzling sound.

Ye Huaiyao was about to leave, but when he saw this, he turned his head abruptly, and Rong Wang's figure had already arrived in an instant, and he hugged him directly, wrapped Ye Huaiyao's waist, lifted him up into the air, and put him on her behind.