For some reason, Ye Tianba, Ye Chuwen and Ye Yuheng were all a little nervous when they heard that they were going to see Ye Feixuan. Although Ye Feixuan's bone age is the same as that of Ye Feixuan, her soul is still a god after all. However, when I thought that they were elders, the tension in my heart slowly dissipated. "OK!" The matter of branches and leaves is a rare opportunity, so it is natural to arrange it as soon as possible. After all, there are many disciples practicing outside now, but they must not let them miss this opportunity. When Ye Feiran went back to find Ye Feixuan, Ye Tianba, Ye Chuwen and Ye Yuheng tried hard to adjust their mentality. When they formally met, Ye Feixuan's attitude towards them was the same as Ye Feiran's, and the three elders were filled with emotion. "Axuan, thank you!" "The family doesn't need to say thank you." Ye Feixuan said with a smile. These words made the three elders laugh from ear to ear. Then, without waiting for them to speak, Ye Feixuan took the initiative and said, "Ancestors, Supreme Elders, and Grandpas, tell me after you have made arrangements, and I will let my branches come out directly." "Okay, okay!" "Axuan, is it true that it won't affect your branches and leaves?" Ye Feixuan smiled and shook her head, "No, don't worry." After the matter was explained clearly, Ye Feixuan signaled Ye Feiran to leave. After all, the worship among the branches and leaves could not be controlled, and she did not want these elders to feel uncomfortable. When leaving, Ye Yuheng did not forget to say, "Ran'er, entertain A-Xuan well." "knew!" After Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan left, Ye Tianba, Ye Chuwen and Ye Yuheng immediately started discussing. They decided not to mention anything about the God Realm. Firstly, they were afraid that they would not be able to keep the secret, and secondly, they were afraid that they would not be able to accept it. Ye Feiran rested for a day and walked around the family again, then took Ye Feixuan, Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing out for a walk. Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing had been in the Netherworld for many years. Now that they saw that almost all of them were human cultivators, they were ready to make a move, so they went directly to the Shura Fighting Arena in Phantom City. Ye Feixuan had no interest, so she asked Ye Feiran to learn about the situation in Senluo Continent. The reason why she came here was to understand where Ye Feiran lived, and to help Ye Feiran solve some problems, such as the Wu clan The matter of raising ghosts. After all, she is a ghost cultivator at the peak of Mahayana. It should be relatively simple to deal with the ghost cultivators in Senluo Continent. "Aran, I heard from my aunt that there is a witch clan in Senluo Continent. Please take me to see it!" Hearing this, Ye Feiran raised his eyes and looked at Ye Feiran, and his heart suddenly became clear. "You came back with me for this reason!" "Yeah!" Ye Feixuan nodded and admitted, "You can practice well after the troublesome things are solved. Let's go home as soon as possible. More importantly, the body of the Night Territory Lord is not suitable for a big fight, so leave these troublesome things to me! No, let’s solve it together! " Ye Feiran frowned, "Axuan, tell me honestly, what does it mean that Mu Lin's body is not suitable for fighting?" Ye Feixuan sighed softly, not intending to hide Ye Feiran's feelings. "Aran, when I sent you into reincarnation, everyone in the God Realm thought it was my aunt who spent her whole life cultivating, but in fact it was the Lord of the Night Territory who contributed the most. After sending your soul into reincarnation, his spirit has been broken, and he will continue to the lower realm. I don't know what method he used, but it must not be a good method, otherwise Murong Lingji would not follow the lower realm. " Hearing this, Ye Feiran's expression suddenly became solemn, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Isn't it serious?" Ye Feixuan held Ye Feiran's hand and said comfortingly, "Aran, don't worry too much, the Lord of the Night Territory wants to grow old with you, he must have some way to deal with it. However, I tell you the truth, he can no longer accompany you to the immortal world. When you ascend to the immortal world, he must return to the divine world to recuperate. " Ye Feiran forced a smile on his face and said, "It's a small matter." Ye Feixuan looked at Ye Feiran's face and sighed, "If I had known you were like this, I wouldn't have told you." Ye Feiran: "...Can't I worry anymore?" Ye Feixuan stretched out two fingers and placed them on the corners of Ye Feiran's mouth, and then gently lifted them up, "Of course you can, but don't worry too much. The treasures of heaven and earth that the Lord of the Night Territory needs, whether they are from the Evil God Territory or We in the Ye God Territory and the Bei Ming God Territory have been working hard to find it. After so many years, I believe that the three major divine realms have almost collected it. Maybe by the time we return to the divine realm, the Lord of the Night Domain will have recovered as before. " Ye Feiran opened Ye Feixuan's hand, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you also found the most yang thing, the ten thousand year red lotus, and the most yin thing, the ten thousand year snow lotus?" Ye Feixuan: "..." She blinked and said confidently, "After so many years, I think they must have found it." Ye Feiran was speechless for a while, then he counted the treasures of heaven and earth in the mysterious space, and his mood finally recovered a little. "Okay, I believe you." Hearing this, Ye Feixuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of whether he was really found or not, she believed that Ye Murin's situation would be much better after he returned to the God Realm. Anyway, he will definitely not let himself die. Just look at his possessiveness towards Aran. How could he be willing to push the one he loves into the arms of others. "Let's go to Zuixian Tower and we will know the current situation on the mainland." As for Ye Murin's matter, she would go find him after he was done. "Hurry up then!" Ye Feixuan urged. Zuixian Tower. Yumei was so excited when she saw Ye Feiran. After all, not only had she not seen Ye Feiran for a long time, but she had also not received a message or message from Ye Feiran for a long time. "Master!" biqubao.com "Yeah!" Ye Feiran nodded slightly, then looked at Yu Mei and smiled, "Yu Mei's strength has improved a lot." "I'm sorry for the cultivation resources provided by the master." Yumei bowed respectfully. Arriving at the backyard, Ye Feiran introduced, "This is my sister, Miss Ye. Please tell us the current situation in the mainland." "Miss Ye!" After Yumei saluted Ye Feixuan, he explained the situation on the mainland. "Qianxue Sect attacked Tianmo Sect, and the major forces in the mainland took the opportunity to destroy many ghost-raising dens of the Wu Clan, but everyone knows that the Wu Clan still has many well-hidden ghost-raising dens. When the Wu clan guessed that the Heavenly Demon Sect was in danger, they retreated and have not shown up yet. However, most of the forces that cooperated with the Wu clan either abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side, or were destroyed. " Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect that Qianxue Sect's destruction of Tianmo Sect could solve so many hidden dangers. This is really a good thing that kills two birds with one stone! "Then do you understand the current situation of the Witch Clan?" Yumei shook his head, "The current Wu clan is like an iron barrel, no one can get in." Ye Feiran nodded, and then continued to ask, "What is the situation of Instructor Yan and the others?" Speaking of this, Yu Mei's tone became obviously lighter, "Master, Senior Yan has taken your teammates to travel around the world." Hearing this, Ye Feiran also smiled. In this way, she would not disturb them for the time being, otherwise they might come back. After eating a spiritual meal at Zuixian Tower, Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan headed to the territory of the Wu clan. Before departure, Ye Feiran sent a message to Nie Yingluo. "Yingluo, I'm back. I'm going to the Witch Clan to find you now." Witch clan. When Nie Yingluo received the message from Ye Feiran, she was so happy that she spun around in circles. Ye Feiran finally came back, and the next thing for her would be easier to handle. So, she quickly responded to the message, "Little Yezi, I'll wait for you at Black Wushan. Remember to come without anyone noticing!"
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. ,,. ,.
