After listening to Ye Feiran's words, Ye Feixuan stepped forward and held her arm, and said seriously, "Aran, I just said that your family is my family. There is a causal relationship between you and the Canglan Ye family. In fact, our entire Ye family will have a causal relationship with them, this is inevitable, so I am willing to sublimate their branches and leaves." In this way, it will not only be better for Aran's future, but also for the future of the entire Ye family. Hearing this, Ye Feiran was happy and emotional at the same time. He was happy that Ye Feixuan's branches and leaves could sublimate the branches and leaves of Canglan's Ye family, and sighed about the cause and effect relationship in this world. "Thank you, A-Xuan." Ye Feixuan smiled and shook her head, "You're welcome, we are a family." If she had to say thank you, she would have to thank Ye Feiran even more. The two sisters looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing. Then, Ye Feiran had a curious look on his face and said, "Axuan, let me see your branches and leaves. I want to see what the branches and leaves with divinity look like." Ye Feixuan blinked her eyes, coughed lightly and said, "You probably can't tell. You don't have any feelings. Others have obvious feelings." Ye Feiran: "..." "Although you have been reincarnated, you are different from others. Although Ye Meng has also been reincarnated, it does not change that it is the most powerful branch of the Ye family, not to mention that it has mutated now." Ye Feixuan Explained. Ye Meng has mutated, and the ancestors will be very happy when they find out. Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly and said deliberately, "Can I say that I don't see what's so great about Xiaomengzi?" As soon as these words came out, the mutant nine-leaf red branch immediately flew in front of Ye Feiran, looking at her sadly, "Ranran, I am very powerful." Ye Feiran had a look of doubt on his face, "I only think about reading scripts every day, and I don't have any awareness of conscious cultivation. I really can't see what's so great about me." Hearing this, the mutated nine-leaf red branch suddenly felt aggrieved. It was really because he didn't want to give up reading the storybook! Ye Feixuan looked at the mutated nine-leaf red branch with a surprised look on her face. She recalled its previous appearance, and then looked at its current appearance. If it weren't for the familiar aura, she would have suspected that the branch Ye Feiran awakened was not Ye Meng. . Can Ye Meng read storybooks? It is estimated that the entire Ye family does not believe it. Ye Feiran glanced at the mutated nine-leaf red branch, and then looked at Ye Feixuan, "Axuan, let the little Mengzi look at your branches and leaves and see if you can inspire it to practice hard?" The mutated nine-leaf red branch looked at Ye Feiran with a speechless expression. Ranran had worked hard to let it practice hard. Should it put aside the storybook for the time being? When it was tangled, Ye Feixuan's branches and leaves appeared in their sight. The same nine leaves, but black, that is, the nine-leaf black branch. Looking at the pure black nine-leaf black branch, Ye Feixuan's eyes quickly flashed with a look of helplessness, "My branches and leaves used to be red, but now that I am a ghost cultivator, they have also turned black." Ye Feiran looked at the nine-leaf black branch. As Ye Feixuan said, he couldn't see anything and had no special feelings. Then, she raised her eyes to look at the mutated nine-leaf red branch and asked, "Little Mengzi, how do you feel?" The mutated nine-leaf red branch shook its leaves and said, "I don't feel anything." Hearing this, Ye Feixuan also smiled, "Ye Meng doesn't feel it, but Ye Ying does. Oh, Ye Ying is the name of my branches and leaves." The sound fell, and the leaves of the nine-leaf black branch bent, echoing the words of their master. Ye Feiran stretched out his hand and gently touched the leaves of the Nine-Leaf Black Branch, and said, "Black is also good-looking." When she touched it, the leaves of the nine-leaf black branch began to tremble, clearly showing excitement. Seeing this, Ye Feiran's hand suddenly froze and asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Why is it excited?" Ye Feixuan smiled and said nothing. The next moment, Jiuye Heizhi transformed into a woman with the same temperament as Ye Feixuan, but with a very hot figure. Ye Feiran looked at the woman in front of him with a look of surprise on his face, "You can actually transform! Well, little Mengzi, when can you transform?" Humph, she didn't believe that this could not excite Xiaomengzi. The mutant nine-leaf red branch looked at the transformed nine-leaf black branch. He was surprised at first, and then his fighting spirit was finally aroused. "I...Ranran, I will start to practice hard now and strive to transform as soon as possible." Ever since, it returned to Ye Feiran, and then hurriedly urged Ye Feiran to send it to the mysterious space to practice. Ye Feiran couldn't be more satisfied with this. "Ye Ying, thank you!" While talking, she reached out and touched a handful of leaves from the Nine-Leaf Black Branch. At this time, Jiuye Heizhi was excited again, and then he also found his voice. "Goddess, you finally touched me." As soon as these words came out, Ye Feixuan stretched out her hands to cover her face, as if saying that these are not her branches, how embarrassing! Ye Feiran: "..." What kind of tiger-wolf talk is this? Jiuye Heizhi ignored the changes in their expressions and took the opportunity to ask Ye Feiran, "Goddess, can you touch my leaves again when you return to the God Realm?" m.biqubao.com Ye Feiran; "???" What kind of strange request is this? Jiuye Heizhi thought Ye Feiran wouldn't agree, so he quickly stretched out a finger, "Once, just once, okay?" Facing its extremely expectant eyes, Ye Feiran almost nodded, "Ahem...may I know why?" Jiuye Heizhi did not speak, but raised his eyes to look at Ye Feixuan. Ye Feiran also followed its line of sight and looked at Ye Feixuan. Ye Feixuan: "..." Why should she explain? This is a very sad thing, okay? She glanced at the Nine-Leaf Black Branch helplessly before saying, "Not only Ye Ying, all the branches and leaves of the Ye family like you. You will know when you return to your home in the God Realm. They will often beg you to touch them." The corner of Ye Feiran's mouth twitched slightly, saying that she didn't want to go back. Just imagine being chased by a group of branches and leaves every day, begging to be touched, it was too scary! "Why?" Ye Feixuan shook her head, "I don't know the specifics, but it should be because of your talent, so the branches and leaves want you to become their master, but they can't compete with Ye Meng." Thinking back to when she and Ye Feiran awakened branches and leaves together, Ye Ying also wanted to become Ye Feiran's branches, but she couldn't compete with Ye Meng. When she became its owner, it said this with great regret, and she was sad for a while. Ye Feixuan thought of this, and Ye Ying naturally thought of this too, and quickly came to Ye Feixuan's side and said with a smile, "A-Xuan, you are the best master, I like you." Hearing this, Ye Feixuan rolled her eyes, "I know, even if you don't like it, there's nothing you can do about it. After all, I awakened you, and our fates are connected." Jiuye Heizhi nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, A-Xuan is right, but I also really like you." Ye Feixuan rolled her eyes again, but the corners of her mouth were raised. Ye Feiran, who was watching their interaction on the side, also smiled like an aunt. "Little Yingzi, come on, let me touch your leaves." Jiuye Heizhi had a look of surprise on his face, and his tone was particularly exciting, "Okay, okay!" The next moment, it recovered its original form and flew in front of Ye Feiran. Ye Feiran directly hugged the nine-leaf black branch into his arms, while touching its leaves, he asked, "A-Xuan, how does Xiao Yingzi sublimate other branches and leaves?"
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. ,,. ,.
