Ye Yuheng calmed down his emotions very quickly, and then said with a smile, "Han'er and Ran'er are back! Are they not injured?" While speaking, he had already walked in front of Ye Feiran and Ye Han, and checked their pulses one after another. Ye Feiran and Ye Han laughed at the same time and said in unison, "No." Looking at the scene in front of her, Ye Feixuan couldn't help but think of her ancestors in the God Realm, her expression showing longing. Ye Yuheng checked their pulse to make sure they were not lying, then his eyes fell on Ye Feixuan, Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing, and asked quietly, "Who are they?" It happened that at this time, Ye Tianba and Ye Chuwen also came. Their reactions were the same as Ye Yuheng's. They first asked about the situation of Ye Feiran and Ye Han with concern. Ye Feiran looked at the three elders, full of doubts in her heart. Her intuition told her that it was definitely not because of her return that they all sent out this time. Seeing that Ye Tianba and Ye Chuwen's eyes also fell on Ye Feixuan and the others, Ye Feiran quickly introduced, "Ancestor, Supreme Elder, Grandpa, these are the friends my aunt and I met in the Netherworld. This is Hao Zicun, Sikong Jing, and Ye Feixuan. " As soon as these words came out, Ye Feixuan and the others immediately bowed respectfully, "Juniors have met all seniors!" Whether it was Ye Tianba, Ye Chuwen or Ye Yuheng, they all looked shocked at this moment. One is because of the Netherworld, and the other is because of the name Ye Feixuan. Ye Chuwen glanced at Ye Feixuan, and then said, "Let's go inside and talk about the Netherworld." "good!" The group of people came to the room where the guests were staying, and then Ye Feiran told them about the Netherworld. After listening, Ye Tianba, Ye Chuwen and Ye Yuheng were very excited. "I didn't expect that there would be a spatial passage leading to the Netherworld within the Heavenly Demon Sect." "That's great. No matter what happens in the future, there is hope for ascension." "Ran'er, our Canglan Ye family sends disciples to the Netherworld for training, Qianxue Sect won't stop them, right?" "Of course not, Qianxue Sect owes us a favor." Ye Feiran said with certainty. "That's good!" Immediately afterwards, the room fell into silence. The eyes of the three elders fell on Ye Feixuan from time to time, but they seemed not to know how to speak. Seeing this, Ye Feiran guessed the reason. The three elders must have come for Ye Feixuan, and it must have something to do with Ye Feixuan's branches and leaves. "Ahem... Ancestors, Supreme Elders, and Grandpas, I will first settle down my friends who have come from afar. If you have any questions, I will answer them one by one then." "good!" Ye Han arranged for Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing to stay in the guest courtyard of his courtyard, while Ye Feixuan went to Ye Feiran's courtyard. As soon as he entered the courtyard, Ye Feiran said immediately, "A-Xuan, Grandpa and the others are here for you." "Yes." Ye Feixuan nodded, and then explained, "They are because of my branches and leaves. Although I have fallen, my spirit is still there, so my branches and leaves still have divinity. In addition to your branches and leaves, other people's branches and leaves will subconsciously worship you. " Hearing this, Ye Feiran suddenly realized, "That's it!" "Don't worry Aran, your family now is my family, and I will respect them as much as you do." Ye Feixuan continued. Ye Feiran's lips curled up slightly, "I'm not worried about this, but I have a question." Ye Feixuan raised her eyebrows slightly, "What's the question?" Ye Feiran directly told the story about his awakening and mutation of the nine-leaf red branch. "When I awakened the branches and leaves, many people in the family had changes in their branches and leaves, such as one or two more leaves... And your branches and leaves still have divinity, can it affect their branches and leaves? If you can sublimate their branches and leaves again, both the Canglan Ye family and I will be grateful to you. "
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
