Ye Qingyu looked at the night breeze on the side and frowned slightly, and there was some inexplicable joy in his heart at that time.

Hmph, you know it's not easy, right?

Let you pretend, what do you do when you see it!

However, he seems to be helping his own family, how can he have such thoughts....

Entangled in his heart, Ye Qingyu secretly glanced at Ye Feng.

The purpose is indifferent eyes and Bai Zhe's side face.

This guy looks like his face is whiter than mine? Damn!

Not paying attention to Ye Qingyu's complex mental activities beside him, Ye Feng nodded to Ye Dingshan to indicate that he knew, and then said:

"I know the matter, I'll leave first if it's okay. ”

Ye Dingshan smiled, his face wrinkled into an old chrysanthemum, and said to Ye Qingyu:

"Qingyu, send the night friend back, and give the key to the top of the cloud to the little friend.

Ye Qingyu was stunned when he heard this, and looked at his grandfather with a puzzled expression.

You must know that the value of the top of the cloud is not at all imaginable by ordinary people, the cost alone has taken hundreds of millions, and all the designs are designed and built by everyone at home and abroad, not to mention the status of the symbol that stands here.

The first of a city!

This is the goal pursued by many rich and powerful, but they can't imagine that this villa they dream of was actually given to Yefeng, a seventeen-year-old boy, by their grandfather.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Ye Qingyu nodded, and then walked out the door.

Night Wind didn't say anything, took a sip of tea and walked out of the door accompanied by Ye Dingshan.

got on Ye Qingyu's black Maserati, and there was nothing to say along the way, Ye Qingyu just stopped looking sideways at the night breeze of the co-pilot.

The night wind turned a blind eye to Ye Qingyu's gaze, and just closed his eyes to recuperate.

Anything else that is irrelevant doesn't attract his attention.

Under the guidance of the night wind, after driving for about half an hour, Ye Qingyu stopped in front of an old community.

Looking at this dilapidated community with low floors and blackened walls with big white characters written on them, Ye Qingyu really couldn't think of the night breeze that was indifferent in front of his grandfather just now.

Glancing at the night wind that still seemed to be asleep, Ye Qingyu pushed him and said tentatively:

"It's here, Nightwind. ”

Night Wind opened his eyes, glanced at Ye Qingyu, who was opening his clear eyes on the side, and snorted, and then got out of the car.

Ye Qingyu also got out of the car and glanced at the night breeze on the side.

"Is this your home?"

Still humming, the night breeze was about to leave. Ye Qingyu saw that he was still this arrogant look, and stomped his feet angrily.

"Stop, you still have something to take!"

Nightwind glanced back at him suspiciously. Ye Qingyu took out a bunch of keys from the driver's seat and slapped them on Yefeng's hand.

It's not light, it's not heavy, the girl's hands are just right.

However, the night breeze himself was not in a leisurely manner, and he praised that your hands are so soft, but after saying thank you, he gave his back to Ye Qingyu.

With some hesitation in his heart, Ye Qingyu shouted as he looked at the back of the night wind gradually moving away.

"You... You stand again. ”

"Again?"

This time Night Wind didn't look back, and to be honest, he felt that this woman was a little troublesome.

"I want to talk to you. ”

Ye Qingyu's voice came.

Night Breeze hesitated slightly, and wanted to refuse, but when he thought about it, he thought that every time he saw her, he would probably say a sentence.

I want to talk to you!

Just bend your fingers behind your back.

"Ready. ”

Then a flash of light came from the night wind.

Ye Qingyu had already nervous her mind to the extreme when she watched the night wind bend her fingers, and at this moment, a light flashed, and she actually reacted.

Feeling a bit of nervousness in his heart, Ye Qingyu snorted lightly, lifted all his internal strength to his palm, and then combined his hands in front of him.

I don't believe I can't stop his fingers!

As soon as he thought like this in his heart, the white mangs of the night wind hit Ye Qingyu's palm, and in an instant, Ye Qingyu was knocked away by the impact force, and hit the car, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The originally white and soft palm had turned black at this time, and there was still a white light flickering in it, gradually integrating into Ye Qingyu's body.

Why... I can't even stop a finger...

Ye Qingyu wanted to cry without tears, compared to the injuries on her body, she felt that her face was so painful and her heart was so tired.

And that's... Grandmaster?

Ye Yefeng glanced lightly at Ye Qingyu, who was lying in the car and criticizing himself, at this time, Ye Qingyu was lying on his back on the Maserati, the perfect curve was unobstructed, coupled with the bloodshot cold face at the corner of his mouth, it was really a beautiful scenery.

There is no feeling of the night wind.

He didn't hate Ye Qingyu, when he was bullied by Chen Le and a few people in his previous life, Ye Qingyu helped Ye Feng a lot as a classmate, although he looked cold on the surface, in fact, it was just a kind of self-protection that he grew up in the living family.

That finger is to let her recognize the gap and save herself from annoying, and the second is to help her wash her bones and marrow and improve her physique.

Without saying anything, the figure of Night Wind walked towards home without a pause.

Ye Qingyu in the car looked at the night wind weakly,

It turned out that this was the grandmaster, no wonder his grandfather treated him with great courtesy.

Unable to pull his hand to wipe the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, Ye Qingyu looked at the distant back that the night wind only left for him,

Lonely and bleak.

Night Wind stood in front of the community, looking at the big characters on it that had fallen paint, and couldn't help but sigh.

How many years?

Hundreds, thousands of years?

Or tens of thousands of years?

I finally came back to this place that disappeared in the long river of time, and I could only silently spy on it from afar!

Calming down, the night breeze slowly walked into this gray building on the verge of demolition.

Recalling his memory, the night wind stopped on a small building, and then walked up step by step, solemnly.

Knocking on the door, no one responded, and Night Wind raised his hand and a spiritual power opened the wooden door.

It was empty, there were no people in the imagination of the night wind, only those old things that were frozen in thoughts.

Night Wind smiled slightly, and suddenly remembered that his father should still be at work at this time, right?

He won't come back until it's dark.

Step inside and bring the door. Night Breeze looked around at everything around and couldn't help but have some tears in his eyes. The sofa, the refrigerator, the TV, the bear and his favorite skateboard, nothing has changed, only himself.

Smiling, Nightwind took a look at the house before returning to his room.

The star poster inside is quietly pasted on the wall, a set of school uniforms is neatly placed at the head of his bed, next to the bed, his desk is full of books, and a table lamp is placed on it.

His academic performance in his previous life was not good, so he could only rely on more time than others to work hard, but unfortunately the effect was still not ideal.

Night Breeze smiled with emotion, very wanton, very happy.

This is something that is not found after stepping into the cultivation realm and even the immortal realm, and the happiness of the cultivation realm is only the improvement of strength, and there is no happiness of memories.

Sitting down at the desk quietly, Night Wind casually opened a physics textbook, and the knowledge points that he could not understand in his previous life suddenly realized in his heart.

This is not a talent, but an understanding built up by tens of thousands of years of hard work. Even in the eyes of the night wind at this time, some of the things in this book are full of loopholes and do not conform to the rules of heaven at all.

A few minutes later, a book was read, and after knowing its contents by heart, Nightwind put it down.

In this life, there's nothing wrong with winning the first place, right?

The corners of the night wind's mouth rise.

Then he got up and lay down on his bed in deep thought.

In his previous life, whether it was his studies, his body, or his family, he was in Xinhai No. 1 Middle School, which was the last in the aristocratic school where his father had exhausted his savings, so that Chen Le and the others bullied him more.

There are many other reasons for this, but the main one is,

His own strength is too weak.

Thinking of this, Night Wind raised his right hand.

Feeling the power of the grandmaster that was insignificant in his eyes now, but in Ye Qingyu's eyes, he smiled.

Ants from previous lives, tremble!

One by one flashed in his memory, and the night breeze became more and more calm.

Except for a few, these people are no longer worthy of his attention, and the people who really make him care about are in the fairy world.

Those people, under the accumulation of countless resources, should have arrived at Jindan by now, or are they forbidden by the emperor.

Scold.

Just as Night Wind was pondering, the door opened. Through the door, Night Breeze saw a middle-aged man hurriedly walking in.

Night Wind's father, Night Rain.

When Night Wind saw his father, he pouted slightly, got up from the bed and walked to the living room.

Seeing the night breeze coming out of the bedroom, the night rain raised the big bag in his hand.

"Knowing that you are going home, I specially bought you delicious food to do,

Look, I bought some milk cake for you to take to school.

It's my third year of high school, and I'm under a lot of pressure, so I have to pay attention to more..."

Ye Yuming stopped talking suddenly, looking at the night wind with moist eyes in front of him, he was a little overwhelmed.

"What's the matter, Xiaofeng? Is someone bullying you? Tell Dad, Dad will help you out. ”

Ye Yuming put down the bag in his hand and comforted.

"No, who dares to bully your son and me, your son and I are amazing, I have always been the only one who bullies others. ”

The night breeze brought tears to my eyes.

"Long time no see, I'm just missing you a little. ”

Night Wind wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled.

If deep down, it is false for Night Wind to say that he is not excited. Reunited after a long absence, the person he once thought about day and night was now standing in front of him again, and the night wind only felt that the depression in his heart suddenly dispersed, turning into tears in his eyes, and even he who was in the depths of the emperor's soul raised his head, smiling, and crying.

Fifty thousand years of longing, fifty thousand years of guilt, became tears at this moment.

In front of others, including deep in his heart, his night wind is high, ruthless and desireless, and there is no wind at night.

But in front of his father, he is just a child.

Whether you are an emperor or a mortal, it will always end.

Ye Yuming looked at his son's long-lost reunion and couldn't help touching his nose.

Now they are all starting to play bitter tricks, and the father-son relationship is deep?

There is growth, there is growth.

"You kid has no money to spend, just say it, don't play bitter tricks, it makes me want to cry a little. ”

After that, Ye Yuming carried the bag into the kitchen.

"You can watch TV first, and the meal will be ready immediately. ”

Night Breeze looked at his father's back and didn't speak.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to explain that he had come back 50,000 years ago and had not seen him for 50,000 years. When he said that his father probably wouldn't believe it, he would only touch his forehead and take him to the hospital.