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[If you want to kill them, can you give them to me? 】Kyuubi licked his lips, and said maliciously in his heart, it knows, that person can hear it.Sure enough, the little child smiled at that moment, but his answer was, "Sorry, Kyuubi. The Asakura family has what I want."

What's more, he promised that he would never resent the Ma Cang family.

He took a few steps forward, with a proper look of bewilderment and panic on his face, "Who are you? Are you here... to pick me up?"

【That kid will be sad. 】Nine-Tails sneered, but matched it with a frightening beast growl.

The originally proud two looked at each other and saw the same fear in each other's eyes. They took a step back and lowered their heads again, "Yes, welcome home, Young Master Ye Wang."

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"King Ye!"

The boy on the bed turned over abruptly, and then looked around blankly.Soon, his eyes dimmed, revealing a wry smile.He should have known earlier, the scene in the dream has been repeated for ten years, how could he still let himself feel disappointed?

Ten years ago, when he pushed open the door of Ye Wang's house panting, he saw only an empty room and a letter on the table.There was nothing in the house, no dying woman, no young man with indifferent expression but cold hands, even the little fox who would make trouble from time to time disappeared together.

For some reason, a icy coldness suddenly appeared in his heart, and that kind of icy feeling that slowly permeated his whole body can still wake him up from his dream.

At that time, he kept shouting Ye Wang's name like in a dream, but no one answered him.He held the opened envelope in his arms, but he didn't want to believe what was said on it, stubbornly thinking that maybe this was just another test that King Ye put on him.

"Mother is dead, goodbye."

There were only these six short words on the letter, in rigid and upright handwriting, as sharp and ruthless as a knife's edge, he seemed to see the person lying on the desk, writing these words expressionlessly.

He waited in place for several days, but still no one came back.But he still didn't give up, he came once a month with the idea that it was impossible for Ye Wang not to come to say goodbye, and then gradually, a year passed, two years, three years... His heart finally died gradually. .It should have been understood a long time ago, those six words were Ye Wang's farewell, and he was such a person.He didn't leave his whereabouts, probably because he finally got tired of his weak self.

It's not without resentment, but as long as I think of Ye Wang's eyes like stagnant water on the night of parting, I can't continue to resent.

In the third year after Ye Wang left, he went to the forest that Ye Wang said, and then met his mother.However, apart from the strength all over his body, he couldn't bring back anything.Finally, like Ye Wang, he lost his mother forever.Don't see each other again in this life - my mother said so with a serious face, otherwise it would be against the law of heaven and earth.Humans and demons have different paths after all.

He originally thought that he would be full of regret, but when the time came, he became extremely calm.It turned out that Wang Ye's mood at that time was like this.It took almost all his strength to suppress the sneer that blurted out.He thought coldly, so what if he went against the world?Those unreasonable rules and regulations, even if they are ruined, so what?But he still went back, with the soaring spiritual power gifted by his mother.

The people around suddenly became strange.The eyes they looked at him were stained with obscurity that couldn't be shaken off.They started calling him "Son of the White Fox" as if it could hurt him.But in fact, there are only two people in this world who can really hurt him, Abe Seimei, one is his mother, and the other is Wang Ye.Even with this title on his back, nothing has changed, he is still the same person, even if he possesses a monster-like powerful spiritual power.He became the best member of the clan, no, it had nothing to do with the spiritual power bestowed by his mother, even leaving those aside, after receiving the training from King Ye, he was determined to become the strongest.Compared with those who would only hide in the dark and criticize him, their awareness was different from the very beginning.

The clan regarded him as the hope of the younger generation, and tried their best to teach him patiently. Then, as his fame grew, there was no one in the clan who could teach him.Under the expectant eyes of his clansmen, he left home and worshiped under the famous Great Onmyoji at that time, and seven years passed.The only one who can accept him as a disciple regardless of his reputation as the son of the white fox is Master He Maozhongxing.Unknowingly, he walked out of the atrium, and the young man brushed his clothes lightly, showing an emotional smile.It has been the seventh year since King Ye left, and with my dependence on him at that time, I never imagined that there would be such a day when I was looked at with reverence and awe, but I could completely deal with it indifferently.Before that, it was his mother who protected him, and then Wang Ye.Shrinking, and then hiding behind someone, such a behavior may be inconceivable to Abe Seimei now, but at that time, the unkind backs of Ye Wang and his mother were indeed his peace of mind.

Gently curling the corners of his mouth, the boy's eyes softened, and the gloomyness just now disappeared.

"Seimei!"

A heavy slap on the back turned this rare smile into a wry smile. "Constitutional,"

Qingming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Your strength is too great."

"Sorry sorry,"

The visitor smiled and apologized, but there was not much sincerity in his tone, "I just saw you standing there giggling all by yourself early in the morning, so I just came to say hello."

"If the teacher sees you like this, you will be punished again."

"Cut, don't be afraid, he is not willing to punish my own son,"

Even though he said that, He Mao Baoxian couldn't help but his expression changed, and after looking around, he let out a long sigh of relief, "It's all right, the old man hasn't gotten up yet."

"You..."

Qingming smiled and watched his fellow apprentice playing tricks, turned around and made a gesture to leave, "Have you memorized the formulas that the teacher gave you? Don't ask me for help then."

"Ah Seimei, you just spoil the fun!"

A certain person ran around with his head in his arms, and suddenly said, "Where are you going?"

"It's still early, so it's natural to go to morning classes."

Qingming said calmly.

He Mao Baoxian let out a long sigh when he heard the words, "I didn't say that, Qingming, don't you think your life is too boring? Every day is nothing but practice. Why do you want to become stronger so recklessly?"

"For what...?"

Hearing this, Qingming was taken aback for a moment, and Qingming's expression became thoughtful, and then he smiled relievedly, "Probably to teach some bastard who won't say goodbye properly."

"what?"

The young man opened his mouth in puzzlement, looking a little silly, but he quickly reacted and said loudly behind Qingming. "Forget it today, there are very interesting people coming!"

"Oh? Who is it?"

Qingming turned her back, and casually perfunctory.

"I heard that he is the younger brother who is about to become a teacher, the super powerful second son of the Ma Cang family, what is his name..."

Baoxian scratched his head, "Well, I don't remember the name..."

But when he saw Qingming who was about to disappear even from his back, he immediately shouted, "Hey! Qingming! At least he is our future junior, don't put on such a face!"

"Since you are a junior, you always have to see him, so what's the difference between sooner and later?"

In the distance, Abe Seimei's gentle and somewhat indifferent voice came, causing Homo Kamo to stomp his feet on the spot, "I know you are just pretending to be gentle, the others I was deceived by you, be careful and I will tell them!"

No one answered, the boy just vaguely heard a chuckle coming from behind.Immediately, veins bulged, "Qingming, you insidious bastard!"

He complained angrily in a low voice, "Ah, it's too much to laugh at me..."

Abe Seimei raised one corner of his mouth, and walked further and further away peacefully, but he didn't know how many times he had deeply regretted his last sentence after knowing the true identity of this junior.

Outside the gate, an ox cart slowly stopped in front of the door, and then the door curtain was raised, and the respectful attendants lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the master's face.He Mao Baoxian rushed over excitedly, but only had time to see a plain white dress disappear into the corridor along with his master.

"It's because I wasted time talking to Qingming..."

He complained in a low voice, still lying on a piece of bluestone by the window unwillingly.He has always been stubborn, so his father usually does not allow him to attend formal occasions, but he is just when his curiosity is strong, so how can he miss the first visit of the younger brother?He Mao Baoxian covered his mouth to prevent others from hearing his laughter.Well, first of all, the voices of the two middle-aged men were speaking politely and uninterestingly as always.Bao Xian felt drowsy when he heard it, thinking that that little junior brother must be a boring gourd, why he didn't say a word for a long time.Finally, the man who was probably the Patriarch of the Ma Cang family said, "So, I will leave everything to Mr. He Mao. Ye Wang—"

Ah, it turns out that the younger brother's name is Ye Wang.He nodded, but suddenly froze in the next second.An extremely clear and extremely cold voice came directly into his ears through the window. "If there is any disrespect in the future, please forgive me, Lord He Mao."

He Mao Baoxian doesn't know how to describe this feeling, that voice is like spring water in winter, extremely cold but also extremely clear, just a few words are enough to catch everyone's heartstrings, but there is something The indifference that goes deep into the bone marrow.A desire suddenly rose in his heart, so strong that he couldn't ignore it. If this person spoke to him, how good would it be?

He stood on tiptoe and quietly opened the window a crack, which was a very rude act of prying, which even he had never done before.However, there was a sense of anxiety in his heart that came from nowhere, which directly dominated his actions.The light in the room was not dim, and a young man in a white safari sat there, his long black hair tied in a bunch and hanging down his shoulders.From the perspective of protecting the constitution, he could only barely see the side face of the man, and the drooping bangs blocked most of his sight.But the young man felt something explode in his head, buzzing.He stood stiffly, looking at the genuine tenderness in the man's black and cold eyes.The young man lowered his head to appease the impatient fiery red fox beside him, but there was a very shallow smile on his obviously cold face.That smile melted away the coldness in the black eyes little by little, just like the newly melting ice and snow, it just made people feel elegant and beautiful, beyond words.

It seemed that the only thing left in the whole world was the sound of his own beating heartbeat, and the blush crawled up his cheeks uncontrollably.As the saying goes, one glance becomes a magic.