Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Tianchi Mountain thundered.

Countless monks gathered from five continents and four seas looked with horrified eyes at the deep pit surrounded by the scorching sun cavalry in the distance.

——Prince Yaori is about to cross the catastrophe and transform into a mortal world!

The news spread like a stormy sea, and everyone was watching this catastrophe.

Especially the comprehension practitioners who are also from West Asia.

If Ye Xuanguang can pass the catastrophe smoothly, he will be the youngest monk in the metamorphosis stage in the past few thousand years.

The iron hooves of the Yaori Dynasty are about to move, and the land of Xi? Continent is about to undergo great changes. If the Prince Yaori, who is destined to be crowned on the throne, can reach the transformation ahead of schedule—this is not good news for many people.

The top of Tianchi Mountain.

The mountain wind blew the pure white robe, Chen Weiyuan raised his head, his dark eyes seemed to see the stars through the dark clouds in the sky.

The stargazer wearing a square scarf bowed in front of him and said respectfully.

"Young Pavilion Master? What can you see?"

Chen Weiyuan just smiled lightly, and said, "If I said that I wasn't looking at anything just now, would you believe it?"

The stargazer bent even lower, "The subordinates don't understand the meaning of the young pavilion master? They still hope that the young pavilion master can give some advice."

Chen Weiyuan looked down at the respectful face of the stargazer in front of him, feeling a little bored.

"Did your father ask you to come and ask me?" he asked.

The stargazer wiped the sweat off his face. He knew that his concealment was meaningless in front of the Young Pavilion Master, so he said awkwardly: "Indeed...it was the Pavilion Master's intention?"

Ye Xuanguang suddenly wanted to cross the catastrophe and transform into a mortal world ahead of schedule, disrupting the layout of many people.

It's fine if it's not successful, but if it's successful...the situation of mutual checks and balances among the ancient families will change.

The prophecies of the catastrophe of heaven and earth are more or less circulated among the families. Many things? Hundreds of years before the catastrophe comes, preparations must be made in advance.

No concessions.

"Go back and tell your father that it's not time for me to cross the catastrophe." Chen Weiyuan said lightly, "Your Highness is too anxious, even if you succeed, there will be troubles. What's more, my Chen family has a rich background." , I am not afraid of a monk who has just stepped into the stage of transformation. As long as he has not reached the emptiness, the secret array will never be broken. It is the heroes of the Western Continent who should really feel fear."

The stargazer said: "So, the meaning of Master Shaoge is..."

Chen Weiyuan said lightly: "There is no need to act. Just wait and see what happens."

The stargazer bowed and retreated, and Chen Weiyuan was still standing on the top of the mountain.He stretched out his white palm, and the power of the invisible blood was condensed.

Traduced by Taoism, countless stars gathered in their palms.

One thing, he? Didn't say it.

In the fate they peeped, the time for Ye Xuanguang to cross the tribulation was much later than this time.

Even though the star path has been changing slightly, it's just that since they were born, such frequent changes are rare.

It seems that since I met that person, many things began to get out of control.

Only, it doesn't matter.

After all, the chess pieces will fall on the chessboard and undergo changes. In the end, who wins and who loses is still in the hands of those who make the rules.

Chen Weiyuan closed his palms together.

The stars were shattered in his hands, and at the same time, there was a thunderclap in the sky.

The catastrophe of transformation that has been brewing for a long time has arrived.

An extremely thick purple thunderbolt descended from the sky, like a roaring black dragon.

And the crimson flames ignited from the ground, turning into a phoenix with wings, colliding with the thunder and lightning.

There was a loud bang that shook the sky.

There are nine levels of catastrophe.

The power of each layer is several times that of the previous one.

A tall figure floated under the thunderstorm in the void, holding a blood-red slender sword.

Those brilliant golden eyes pierced through the flames and thunder, appearing before the world.

Like an emperor coming to the world.

Ten miles away from Heavenly Tribulation, stood a group of Mozong disciples with dignified expressions.

Among them, when the Tianchi Mountain Earthquake and Rare Treasure was born, the young Mozong and his senior sister stopped the crowd from approaching the deep pit.

The young Mo Zong looked at the flames in the distance, tightly pursed his lips, and said after a long while, "Senior sister, I really didn't expect... He? He could really be recognized by such a magic weapon."

The senior sister said: "The one born in Tianchi Mountain is originally a treasure of the fire element, and has similar attributes to the Yaori royal family. It is not surprising that Prince Yaori can be recognized by him."

The Mo Sect disciple said: "But that's not him? The reason for forcing everyone to retreat and not to watch nearby.... In this way, the Yaori royal family is too domineering, and where will I be a Mo Sect disciple? We should also preside over the order of the Field Discussion Conference."

The senior sister said: "Xiao Qing, it is actually a good thing that this thing can be tamed by Prince Yaori. After all, the treasure is touching. At that time, just getting close to it would burn the greedy person to ashes. If it is born, I don't know how much chaos it will cause. Killing. That His Highness has the strength to obtain treasures, and can also avoid many covetous things. If it is what you and I get, I am afraid that you will not be able to get out of Tianchi Mountain."

The disciple of Mozong pondered for a while, "Senior Sister is right. But the Yaori Dynasty was able to send so many Yanlin beasts to protect it, it is really a big deal. I am afraid that there is no force in Tianchi Mountain that dares to stop the prince from crossing the catastrophe... ..."

Before the senior sister could reply, there was a lazy voice next to her.

"Not necessarily."

The person who spoke had an ordinary appearance, except for a pair of sleeping phoenix eyes, which were quite upright, and the eyelids seemed to be closed, showing a little laziness.

It is Mo Zong's eldest disciple, Wang Daoyan.

The senior sister was startled, "Brother?"

Wang Daoyan crossed his arms and leaned against the trunk of a pine tree.

All the disciples of the Mo sect around them looked dignified, but when he raised his eyelids and looked at people, he looked lazy and sleepy.

"In the past few days, there have been a lot of uninvited guests, but they didn't notify us in advance. It's really rude." Marriage, these are common things, let them resolve the disputes in the Western Continent by themselves. But if anyone wants to disrupt the order of the Discussion Conference, it is time for me to take action ?."

The senior sister was puzzled, "Where is the uninvited guest?"

Wang Daoyan smiled, "It's already here."

On the west side of Tianchi Mountain, in the shadows, a black-armored warrior sitting astride the Nightmare Beast King covered in black flames came out of the distorted space.

He wore a Xingyue mask on his face, and held a long gun. On the tip of the gun, there was a dark red blood stain that did not fade over the years.

To the south of Tianchi Mountain, there is a dense forest at the foot of the mountain. There is a space fluctuating like water waves. A monk wearing a golden cassock walks out.He? Very young, with a handsome face, but with his eyes closed and one hand on his chest.

Around the monk's neck was a string of emerald beads, each about the size of a baby's fist. There was a pure white light shining inside, but upon closer inspection, it seemed to be small, white human faces.

But at this moment, the second thunder disaster is brewing.

Ye Xuanguang held the Yaohuang sword, and his whole body and mind were drawn by Lei Jie.They rushed through the catastrophe without making complete preparations, and they were not very sure. What is more dangerous than the catastrophe of the sky is the catastrophe of man.

In the dark, there were countless dark eyes locked on them. They knew that they were full of vitality at this time, and it was not the time for those people to make a move. When the thunder tribulation passed the fifth stage, most of their strength would be consumed. When the time comes, we must start to be alert to the dangers in all directions.

But even so.

At this moment, he can no longer retreat.

Ye Xuanguang knew that the clan had already started preparing for him? The Spirit Gathering Platform where he could transcend the catastrophe and transform into a mortal, gathering the luck and spiritual power of the whole clan.

Going through the tribulation there, their success can be increased several times at least, and they don't have to worry about being disturbed by outsiders.

It's just that if they reach the mortal state in such a place, their luck and cultivation will be completely connected with the Ye clan.They? Will be engraved with the brand of the Ye family, with the shackles that can never be broken off, live for the family? Live for the family.

...and this, he? He has already expected it.

Did not refuse to accept.

However, it was before meeting Ye Yunlan.

Thunder fell on him one after another.

The zhenqi of the body protector was dissipated, and lightning fell on the body, accompanied by severe pain.

Amid the roar of thunder, Ye Xuanguang suddenly remembered that majestic rainy night many years ago.

They carefully placed the little brother who had lost a lot of blood in his arms on the back of the most well-behaved Yan Lin beast he had domesticated.The Yan Lin Beast rubbed his hand affectionately, and he patted the Yan Lin Beast on the head.

Then, he? Watched the Flame Lin Beast flutter its wings and fly over the vermilion palace wall and endless cornices that he usually looked up to, and disappeared into the vast night.

He looked at the night sky full of thunder, covering the palace like a net, and suddenly wanted to walk into the free and boundless night with the Yanlin Beast and his brothers.

and after?

He vaguely recalled that the Flame Lin beast was executed by his father after it returned. The reason was that it left the palace without order due to lack of restraint.

Afterwards, they never raised the Yanlin Beast in person again.

Thunder struck heavily on his back.

Ye Xuanguang lowered his head and let out a muffled groan, as golden blood flowed from his lips.

The blood has not yet come to wipe.

His pupils suddenly contracted like needles, and he forced himself to turn around and dodge to the side. At the same time, the dark red spear tip brushed past his cheek.

The Yanlin Beast Legion, who was in charge of guarding around, was shocked—someone actually passed through them? They were heavily protected and attacked the prince!

The nightmare beast king and black cavalry with black flames appeared in the void, their aura far surpassed the acme of the six realms of the mortal body, and they were endlessly approaching the stage of metamorphosis.

"What is that? A formation has been set up around Tianchi Mountain, how can this person avoid my Mozong formation and appear there?" Xiao Qingqing, a disciple of Mozong, exclaimed.

"That's the Primordial Shadowmoon Guard, strictly speaking, they are no longer human beings."

Wang Daoyan restrained his lazy expression a little, and explained.

He didn't know when he had an extra book in his hand.

Mozong disciples all have their own books. Their books seem to be thicker and heavier than the books of other Mozong disciples. People can understand what is written?

"I heard from the teacher that this is the foundation of the Xingyue Dynasty. Once it is used, it will be an endless situation."

Wang Daoyan sighed softly, "It seems that many people miss the prince's death."

The Yanlin beast guards in the sky were commotioning.

A soldier with a sacred mask raised the flag of the Sunrise Array, "All generals obey orders, line up in front, and protect the glory of our clan!"

The soldiers shouted in unison: "Yes!"

The large formation was quickly arranged in the sky. Hundreds of thousands of flame beasts were equivalent to the same number of monks in the Tribulation Stage. Once the formation was formed, it would be difficult for even the Primordial Shadow Moon Guards to resist.

Shadowmoon guards in the black mask.An extremely hoarse voice came out, "Fa Wu, if you don't make a move, what are you waiting for?"

A gentle voice came from the void.

"Unless it is necessary? Is the pindao not willing to kill?"

Accompanied by the ripples in the void, the monk in the golden cassock appeared surrounded by the Yanlin beast. He stood on one foot, with a golden lotus on the tip of his toe, and the other foot slightly bent, touching the calf of the standing foot, with his eyebrows lowered Eyes, face with compassion.

"All benefactors? The fact of killing is against my original intention. Why don't you go to the world of worry-free together with the poor monk?"

He snapped his fingers and smashed one of the beads on his neck.

Invisible ripples spread out, and an illusory green lotus rippled in the void. In the center of the holy lotus was a pale beauty's head.

The beauty smiled at the soldiers of the day, and the green lotus roots spread in all directions, entangled in the formation of the soldiers of the day.

The soldiers who were entangled by the lotus roots slowly stopped moving, their eyelids were closed, and they were smiling, as if they had fallen into a deep dream.

The formation froze.

The Shadow Moon Guards were no longer hindered, and they drove the Black Flame Nightmare Beastmaster, picked up the long spear, and attacked Ye Xuanguang in the gap between the thunder and calamity!

Speeding up.

The Yaohuang sword and long spear intertwined, making a deafening sound.

The blood on Ye Xuanguang's lips flowed little by little, and the feathers on the hilt of the sword pierced into his palm, sucking the power of blood in his body.

His golden eyes were cold, "You guys are so afraid of Gu, you don't hesitate to completely turn against my Yaori Dynasty?"

The guard of Shadow Moon said hoarsely: "Zhuzi dares to abolish the meridian cultivation of our royal daughter, and wants to cut off the life of my family. I hate it forever."

Ye Xuanguang: "The battle of life and death, he is inferior to others, so what does it have to do with me?"

He? Too lazy to talk nonsense.

The monk Fa Wu raised his palms at him and bowed slightly, "This time, it was the poor Taoist who came here alone. The poor Taoist thought that the benefactor? His body was too hostile and sharp, and he should be tempered, otherwise he would be in danger. For Western Europe, it will be a calamity after all."

Ye Xuanguang said coldly: "You can stop talking about high-sounding words, if you want to fight, you can fight."

He clenched the Demon Emperor Sword tightly.

The infusion of strong blood power finally made this fairy artifact regain some of its power back then.

And on their bodies, it seems that some of the majesty of the demon master back then slowly rose.

Monk Fawu frowned tightly, and suddenly opened his eyes.

He only has the whites of his eyes, no pupils.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry." Fa Wudao.

Immediately afterwards, they didn't wait for Ye Xuanguang to continue to gather strength, several green Buddhist beads bloomed and turned into huge vines and attacked Ye Xuanguang.

At the same time, the Yaohuang sword in Ye Xuanguang's hand uttered a loud and clear phoenix cry.

A powerful flame rises, reflecting half of the sky crimson like blood.

The dark clouds converged into a vortex in which lightning flashed.

Boom-!

——On the flying boat.

Ye Yunlan suddenly felt something, and looked in the direction of Tianchi Mountain.

A strange fluctuation came from afar.It's like traveling through a long time, bringing them a secret familiarity.

The Queying Sword trembled in his hands.

The sword is the leader of a hundred soldiers. Each sword has its own spirituality and arrogance, and it will also resonate for the powerful of the same kind.

A magic weapon that can make even Queying tremble...

He looked at the Taiqing Du'e sword placed by Mr. Qiyun's bed. This sword was originally quiet, and the black scabbard reflected the moonlight like snow.

Since Mr. Qiyun arrived at the time of transformation, there are not many people in the world who are worthy of him drawing his sword.

But at this moment, the Taiqing Du'e Sword was also buzzing slightly.

"Who is crossing the catastrophe?" Ye Yunlan asked.

"A member of the Yaori royal family." Qi Yunjun said lightly.

He leaned over and grasped the Taiqing Du'e Sword in his palm, and the faint buzzing stopped.

Ye Yunlan wanted to continue asking, but Qi Yunjun suddenly said: "I haven't asked you yet, why are you on the flying boat of the Yaori royal family?"

Ye Yunlan: "I suffered from an injury in Tianchi Mountain. It was Prince Yaori who saved me with the essence of the holy wood. Speaking of which, I still need to thank him."

But Qi Yunjun said: "You are a disciple of the Tianzong, and you should go back to the flying boat of the Tianzong to heal your injuries." He paused, and the curvature of his thin lips appeared very indifferent, "Don't get involved with the people of Xizhouzhou, there will be troubles." trouble."

Ye Yunlan: "Prince Yaori saved me with the sacred objects of the family, no matter what, I have to wait for him? After the tribulation, I will personally thank you."

When Mr. Qiyun said that the one who crossed the catastrophe was a member of the Yaori royal family, he already guessed it.

This time the Yaori royal family came to Tianchi Mountain and there was only one person who could overcome the catastrophe and transform into a mortal, and that was Ye Xuanguang.

... It's just the timing for Ye Xuanguang to cross the catastrophe? How could it be so much earlier than in his previous life.

Qi Yun-jun frowned.

After a while, he said: "I will pay off the cause and effect of the holy object's healing for you. You don't need to wait here for long."

Ye Yunlan was really a little surprised. All these years, Mr. Qiyun has always forced him to heal his wounds, which has already surprised him, but this time it is clearly the cause and effect of others healing his wounds, and this person has to pay for them. ?

Suddenly there was thunder in the distance.

Qiyun-jun disappeared into the room abruptly.

Just like when they came, there was no sound, Ye Yunlan just raised his eyes, and saw this man in white clothes, standing sideways by the door and watching them quietly.

Ye Yunlan glanced around the empty room, and turned to look at the sea of ​​clouds rolling outside the window.

Only at this time, they can feel the inconvenience of lack of cultivation.

Close your eyes, but your temples are throbbing.

There was always a strange qi pulling them in the distance, which reminded him of the scorched land, flying sparks, and that huge, desolate city in his dream.

My heart is beating.

He raised his hand and clutched the skirt of his chest, his long eyelashes drooping.

No one saw him? In the pitch-black eyes, the faint golden color is constantly emerging and dimming.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

Light came in, reflecting a crooked shadow by the door.

The person who came had a holy mask on his face, and his hair was already grey.

It's Elder Xun.

Ye Yunlan turned his face sideways.His black hair hangs down, his face is covered with frost and snow, he is sick and weak, but he is still beautiful.

Elder Xun's heart skipped a beat.

The person His Highness saved was indeed very similar to that one...

Ye Yunlan said: "Are you here to look for me?" His eyebrows were light, "If you want to ask when I will leave, my injury has stabilized now, and I won't stay in the flying boat for long."

"You are His Highness's guest. How long you want to stay on the flying boat is up to you. I won't say much later." Elder Xun said.

"It's just that someone wants to see you. I don't know if the guest can show you face."

Ye Yunlan frowned slightly, her plain white long sleeves drooped, supporting her body?

"Who wants to see me?"

Elder Xun didn't answer, just clapped his hands, and an attendant pushed a fiery red spirit stone one person tall into the room.

The fiery red spirit stone was as smooth as a mirror, and Ye Yunlan's shadow was reflected on it.

Ye Yunlan watched quietly.

Soon, the mirror slowly glowed red, his shadow dimmed, and then, of course, another person's figure appeared in the mirror.

The man was sitting on the throne, tall and stalwart, with the crown of the beaded curtain, looking at him with narrow and handsome eyes?

After meeting the eyes of the person in the mirror, Ye Yunlan's fingertips were slightly stiff and a little cold.

In the previous life, after he was sent away from the Yaori Palace when he was young, he never saw him again, the blood father.

Even though he has a photographic memory, his impression of this man is still very vague.

Among them, maybe there is also the reason why when he was young, he always had to be far away to get a glimpse of this person's side.

It was the first time for Ye Yunlan to see Emperor Ye at such a close distance.

Ye Di was born really young, with an incomparably handsome face. If he stood with Ye Xuanguang, he would even be more like the other's biological brother than him.

It was Ye Di who spoke first.

"You know me."

His tone was cold and determined.

Ye Yunlan didn't answer, but said indifferently: "I don't know if His Majesty specially sent someone to use it? This way to meet me, why?"

But Emperor Ye said: "Shouldn't it be I who asked you why you deliberately approached Xuanguang?"

Ye Yunlan's calm heart rose? A slight ripple.

He? Think it's ridiculous.Ridiculous with a little ridiculous.

But I feel that it is not worth getting angry about it.

"I don't understand what His Majesty means?" he said.

Ye Di said: "You don't understand, how can you be on the flying boat that Xuanguang is on."

Ye Yunlan looked at the strange man in front of him.

Even though they are almost face-to-face, he still doesn't feel the slightest blood connection with the other party, or the kinship.

In their minds, Emperor Ye is no different from any stranger.

So he said coldly: "I was rescued by His Highness when I was unconscious, and I was naturally in His Royal Highness's flying boat. If Your Majesty doesn't want to, I can leave immediately."

Ye Di was noncommittal, and didn't seem to think that he would do what he said.

Just a warning: "You have to be clear that your blood has been lost, and you have no connection with our Yaori royal family. Even if you want to come back, there is no place for you in the family."

Ye Yunlan said: "I also don't want to have anything to do with the Yaori royal family." Ye Di seemed to be choked by his answer, his eyebrows raised, and his cold face was covered with a trace of gloom.

His eldest son suddenly chose to cross the tribulation and transform into a mortal at this time, which was beyond their expectations.

Obviously before this, Ye Xuanguang did not show any abnormality regarding their various arrangements.

Their eldest son has always been the most outstanding heir they have cultivated. He has a stable heart and responsibility. Most importantly, he has outstanding talent, superior blood, and inherited his temper. He is calm enough and cold-blooded enough to serve the family. Make the best choice.

Emperor Ye firmly believed that his teaching of Ye Xuanguang was perfect and successful, and the reason why Ye Xuanguang suddenly changed like this must be related to the people he met.

He? Through the fire spirit stone, he looked at the face of the person opposite the mirror.

Very beautiful.

Similar to sandalwood.But compared to the beauty of the sandalwood song like a peony in full bloom, this child is more like a cold snow lotus on a distant mountain.

This is the child they let their eldest son handle.

Didn't expect to be alive.

He has grown up like this.

However, whether it is beautiful or cool, it is just a flower after all.

Flowers are just objects to be admired, but they are extremely fragile.

If you choke it lightly, it will wither.

"You are a disciple of Tianzong." Ye Di stated the facts of the investigation.

This is his only concern before doing it.

If Ye Yunlan is just a nameless little cultivator now, he wouldn't even meet him at all.

However, Ye Yunlan is still an inner disciple of Tianzong.

It is not easy for the master of Tianzong to become the first cultivator in the world of self-cultivation in the past hundred years to truly achieve transformation in the midst of the heavy blockade of the ancient family.

That suzerain? The Taiqingdu'e sword in his hand, even they? Have concerns.

Although I don't think that suzerain will personally take action because of a young disciple, but there are some things that can be avoided.

After all, this child's cultivation base has been abolished.

This saves him a little effort.

He remembered the message from Elder Xun.

This child was weaker than ordinary people, and he needed elixir to hang himself when he was injured, so he almost died.

This child is useless.

It's hard to be a threat to their son.

However, even if it's just a small? Small? threat, they don't want to stay in the world.

He? There is only one son, and only this son can lead the Ye family to the top.Must be foolproof.

And others? Everything is an obstacle.

For the day when the glory of the Ye family will be restored, the Ye family has been planning for countless years.

Ye Yunlan: "I am."

He answered at any time, but his expression showed a bit of boredom.

He has always been stingy with talking to those who don't want to pay attention.

Even if this person is his "father" by blood.

"So, this is why you purposely get close to my clan?" Ye Di said.

Ye Yunlan: "...?"

Ye Di didn't seem to intend to talk to him.

It even completely tore the peace in the words.

"I need you to swear that you will no longer be involved with members of my Yaori royal family. From then on, you will completely stay away from the Ye family and never step into the West Continent." He said, "In this way, maybe I can temporarily... Spare your life."

Ye Yunlan found it ridiculous.

In his life, he didn't want to get involved with the Yaori royal family, but Emperor Ye was kind enough to rush over to draw a clear line with him.

Elder Xun came over and placed a golden rune book in front of his eyes.

This is the "sacred contract" of the Ye family. The above content is a contract that promises to completely cut off the kinship from the cause and effect, and let them "never set foot in West Africa in this life".

On the other hand, the Yaori Royal Family did not sign any obligations.

Ye Yunlan glanced expressionlessly.

"To completely sever ties with your Ye family, I wish for nothing."

"It's just," he paused, "Whether I can enter the West? Continent is not up to you. After all, the West?

He? No longer called "Your Majesty".

The long eyes are cold, showing a bit of sharp edge from the sickness, the beauty is like a knife, piercing to the bone.

Even Ye Di, who had been facing Ye Tange all the year round, was unconsciously taken aback.

He instinctively didn't dare to look at his own child carefully, and only said: "It will be in the future."

Ye Yunlan still didn't move.

Suddenly, a group of soldiers wearing masks walked in from outside the room and surrounded them.

Emperor Ye showed a gentle smile and said, "I don't actually want to fight you seriously. Sign the contract."

Although he smiled on his face, in fact, his heart was still full of calculating coldness.

A bit of him? Didn't say it.

Even after signing the contract.

He? He didn't intend to really let the child go.

They? want to use? the sacred contract to sever the relationship between the other party and the leaf clan.

It's just to let Ye Xuanguang's fate and luck completely belong to Ye Xuanguang, and there is no possibility of being occupied by the other party.

And he? The Sun Yinwei sent by him is rushing.

The thing that Yaori Yinwei is best at is to deal with people silently.

Ye Xuanguang won't notice.

Tianzong will not find out.

Ye Yunlan had already grasped Que Ying in his hand.

The Queying Sword was still trembling slightly under the influence of the divine weapon from the outside world, but the magnitude of the trembling gradually disappeared at his fingertips.

He's ready to draw his sword.

But suddenly heard a soft and soft cry, "... Lan'er!"

The voice was as melodious as a lark.

From the other side of the fire stone.

He saw a beautiful and gentle figure appearing in the mirror.

It's Ye Tange.

When they were very young and hadn't been thrown into the palace wall to live in a remote place, although they seldom saw Ye Di, they already remembered the time when Ye Tange's hand held them ? Weather, soft and warm.

But that was a memory too long ago.

On the blood sacrifice altar, Ye Tange did not stop Ye Di from doing anything.

Ye Tange looked at him through the spirit stone?

In the past, the quiet hot spring was like the eyes of the same pool of spring water, but at this moment it seems to have a little illusory light.

"Lan'er." She called again softly.

Her expression was still very gentle, but a teardrop silently fell down her beautiful cheek.

Ye Di turned his head to the side, frowned slightly, and pitifully stamped the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.

"Why are you crying all of a sudden?"

"Your Majesty..." Ye Tange's curly eyelashes trembled slightly. She didn't speak, but there was a soft pleading in her eyes.

Ye Di looked at her, and couldn't help thinking, Ye Tange also looked at him like this when he was on the blood sacrifice altar, making them ignore his eldest son, did he deal with this child according to his intention?

After all, it is the benevolence of women.

Ye Di thought, he? Carefully wiped away the tears from the corners of Ye Tange's eyes, and then said: "He must sign this contract."

"My concubine knows that your Majesty's thoughts are all for my family. But, but..." Ye Tange still had tears streaming down his eyes.

Ye Di couldn't wipe it clean, and felt a little irritable.

Ye Tange is usually obedient and pleasant.

But occasionally there are always some untimely? Willful.

Maybe it's because I spoil her too much on weekdays.

"Tan Ge," he said slowly, "what do you want."

"Don't let the guards force him? It's hard enough for him, what's more, he's mine after all..." Ye Tange bit his red lips, but didn't dare to say that word.

Ye Di pinched her lower jaw, frowned and said, "Don't cry."

He looked to the other side of Huolingshi again.

"How on earth are you willing to sign the contract?" He asked coldly.

However, Ye Yunlan only stared at the strange and familiar beautiful woman in the picture. Ye Tange only stared at him deeply at the beginning, and then only focused on Ye Di.

He withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "I can completely sever karma with the Ye family, but whether I will step into Xizhou in the future is my own business. No one in the world is qualified to restrain me."

Ye Di narrowed his eyes slightly, his long eyes revealing a bit of danger.

Ye Yunlan looked back at him calmly, not avoiding or letting go.

I have to say... This child was born? He really resembles Tan Ge too much.

Ye Di thought.

The beautiful woman was in her arms with pear blossoms and rain. Although the child was expressionless, his complexion was paler and weaker than Tan Ge's. The scarlet mole under the eyes looked like a tear of blood that could not be wiped clean.

It hurts people's mouth.

Ye Difu rubbed his fingertips at the end of Ye Tange's eyes to wipe his tears.

After all, it is the Tao.

"...Elder Xun, erase the last line?"

Looking at the revised sacred contract, Ye Yunlan looked indifferent. He tilted his head and bit his fingertips, and the dark red blood dripped on the golden contract paper.

Blood seeped into the pages of the book.

At the same time, Ye Di's heart skipped a beat, and an unspeakable uneasiness seemed to suddenly arise in his heart.

He? It's just an illusion.

Ye Tange was leaning against his arms, her long eyelashes were full of tears, and there seemed to be sorrow in her misty eyes, but also a smile.

But Ye Xuanguang's wrist, who was crossing the catastrophe, suddenly trembled, and the Demon Emperor's sword leaned towards it, and was almost pierced by the black spear that struck in front of him.

Neither the huge thunder tribulation nor the vicious and powerful enemies made him show any weakness, but at this moment, his golden sharp eyes suddenly showed a deep sadness.

He? I don't know where this sadness comes from.

But it is more real than what I felt on that rainy night more than 20 years ago.

And before that sacred contract.

After Ye Yunlan dripped the blood, she stood up and didn't look at the screen transmitted from the fire stone.

Elder Xun asked, "Where is the guest going?"

He said: "Get out of here."

——Shen Shu climbed the steps to the sky.

They don't know how many days have passed outside, but they only want to hurry up and hurry up.

The blue flower branch Shanling gave him was properly placed in his inner shirt, close to his chest.

The spirit of the mountain has already told them that the name of this flower is longevity.

Longevity? Flower.

Very nice name.

He thought, when they see Master, they must tell them that the flowers are beautiful and they like them very much.

He? He has been tested a lot on the ascent to the sky, there are competitions among those who climbed the same as the ascension to the sky, and there are also tests of various formations and difficulties.

And every time they were exhausted, they would take out the longevity flower in their bosom for a closer look.

The blood stained on it, teach him? Looking at it, he couldn't help turning red.

He? Didn't even dare to think about what happened to him? Master's injury was aroused.

Although Climbing the Sky Stairs is just an uphill road in Tonglingjian, it seems to contain countless changes in the world's scenery. Walking it once seems to have walked thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the world.

He also encountered many ancient ghosts in the formation. These ghosts had already exhausted their hostility in Tianchi Mountain and taught him a lot of knowledge.

It's just that there is an ancient demon soul among them, whose obsession has not been extinguished. He has been entangled with him for a long time, and he is about to dissipate, but he is still frantic. He insists on teaching him a magic art.

It's just that he has already promised his master that he will not go astray in this life, even though he has made some arrangements in private without telling the master, but he will not really practice any magic method decision.

As of now, it's good.

Above the heavenly steps, the positions of the sun and the moon remain constant.

At the beginning, only the stars and the moon can be seen, but the higher you go, after breaking through the clouds, you can gradually see the sun shining brightly.

Shen Shu realized that he was about to reach the exit.

At this time? There are no longer stone steps under your feet, but a ladder.

The surrounding white clouds are immersed in the orange-red sunlight, and the sun is blazing.

...Is this the Floating Cloud Peak?

Even if he is about to succeed, Shen Shu is still cautious.

Walking a hundred steps takes half to ninety, this principle has been taught to them by the master.

Among the clouds, a huge sea of ​​flowers suddenly appeared in front of them.

Under the orange-red sunlight, the boundless flowers bloom and sway, as beautiful as in a dream.

There is a curling sound of the piano.

The sound of the zither is cold, as if passing through high mountains, snow fields, forests and seas, carrying the natural wind of heaven and earth, coming from a distant place.

Lonely, but gentle.

so familiar.

Shen Shu was in a daze for a moment, remembering? In countless afternoons over the years, he? Sitting in the study, watching the man sitting in front of the piano table, with long eyelashes drooping, playing the piano with bare hands