Autumn is a depressed season, for some reason, this season will always inexplicably add a bleak artistic conception, and autumn is that many literati and ink writers have written countless poems and chapters without sparing pen and ink, giving this season an inexplicable crown of a lonely and empty wilderness.

Ye Qingling looked at Ye Guyu's somewhat lonely back and went away, with mixed feelings in her heart, saying that she was not moved, it was a nonsense to deceive children, at this moment, the past came to her mind one by one, Ye Qingling only felt that the years that had fought side by side were vivid, and the ruthlessness of the years washed away the lead of the city, behind the prosperity, who could know, my feelings hidden in the depths of my heart?

Suddenly, Ye Qingling's expression suddenly moved, glanced at the hall, glanced at Lin Yanran with deep meaning, and said softly: "The next thing will be handed over to you, I believe in your ability, and I believe that the blood scorpion has this courage, in the future, the entire southern underground world will be in charge of you, how about it?"

Lin Yanran opened her mouth wide in astonishment, looking incredulous.

It seems that Ye Qingling's decision seems to have dropped a bombshell in her heart, making her whole body tremble.

"Give me a satisfactory answer tomorrow!" Ye Qingling couldn't help but say, threw down this sentence, and chased in the direction of Ye Guyu's departure.

Ling Hu Yunruo's heart flashed a touch of unrelieved feelings, difficult to let go, because Ling Hu Yunruo knew that everything Ye Qingling had been paying all the time was because of that great back, all because of that man.

Some people need to look up to someone's back to grow, and Ye Guyu has always been Ye Qingling's back to look up, there is no doubt about this, at the same time, Ling Hu Yunruo deeply realized that Ye Qingling is a man who values love and righteousness, and at the same time, he is also a man who is excellent to the bones, she is convinced that in the near future, this man will be able to crush this country under his feet.

She looked at Ye Qingling's departing back, and an indescribable emotion flashed in her eyes.

What kind of feelings is this glance?

What kind of heartache is this glance?

At this glance, it seems to be looking at the lead.

She made a look of pain flash in the bottom of Hu Yunruo's heart.

She understands that the appearance of Ye Guyu and the prelude to Ye Qingling's life have really begun.

The Ye family is the most bitter, and the most bitter is Ye Qingling.

Ling Hu Yunruo's heart ached, looking at the back of the chasing out, suddenly raised her footsteps, and followed, she decided that no matter what the future holds, she would stand behind that man and never give up.

Never give up?

How much courage does it take?

But she made Hu Yun ruo not care, the only thing she cared about was that man.

The free flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless rain is as sorrowful as sorrow.

In such a season, such a bleak autumn, the sky is actually sprinkled with autumn rain, which for a time renders the city a melancholy sense of loneliness.

Ye Guyu walked out of the villa in the middle of the mountain, and the inner courtyard of the villa with blood stains had already been cleaned by the dead soldiers of the Imperial Dynasty, who had been specially trained by Ling Hu Yunruo, and it was easy to deal with such things as corpses.

The cold autumn rain sprinkled on Ye Guyu's face, this old man, an old man who was once brilliant and no one could match, his gray sideburns added a touch of distressing compassion for no reason.

Ye Qingling slowly caught up with the back that he had been chasing all his life, and the emotion in his heart that had been hidden in the depths of his soul for many years filled his body like a flood bursting the embankment for a while, and then, he called out to the figure like ice and snow: "Master"

This sound, only for a moment, seems to be as long as tens of millions of years.

Ye Guyu slowly turned his head, these two masters and apprentices looked at each other from a distance, and this glance seemed to be eternal.

The rain slapped on Ye Qingling's face, and also slapped on Ye Guyu's face, the unique gloomy atmosphere of autumn exuded a feeling of coldness, but Ye Qingling clearly felt that there was a warm current flowing slowly in his heart

It seems to be a stream that has flowed silently in the mountain stream for thousands of years, and it seems to be the Yellow River that has been running for thousands of years, and it is more like a high mountain looking up, who is staring at the fireworks in the world that have not dispersed for a long time.

An umbrella that came out of thin air blocked the rain, as if it cut off the connection between heaven and earth in an instant.

Ling Huyunruo held an umbrella that he didn't know where to get it and blocked Ye Qingling's head.

Ye Qingling's heart trembled slightly, turned her head to look at the girl, looked at the girl who was standing silently behind her at all times, a ripple appeared in her heart, and then, Ye Qingling's undoubted voice rang in Ling Hu Yunruo's ears: "Go and help the master!"

Belch?

Ling Huyun was stunned, and then slowly walked in front of Ye Guyu, put the umbrella over Ye Guyu's head, and was silent without saying a word.

Ye Guyu didn't brush away Ye Qingling's kindness, just walked in front of Ye Qingling gently, suddenly raised his hand, grabbed Ye Qingling's left arm, and slammed it hard, and suddenly only heard a 'click', Ye Qingling's arm that was dislocated because he was attacked by Ouyang Tianqing when he was fighting Ouyang Tianqing just now was completely reset.

Ye Qingling endured the pain in her arm and didn't say a word.

"It's still the same as before, when I'm injured, I don't always take care of myself. Ye Guyu's words full of concern carried an inexplicable majesty, and said: "If you can't even take care of yourself, how can you rest assured as a teacher?"

Boom!

Ye Qingling only felt that her heart was wrapped in a feeling called warmth, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"But" Ye Guyu glanced at Linghu Yunruo, who was silently holding an umbrella beside him, and showed a knowing smile, and teased him a little disrespectfully: "But with this girl taking care of you, I am relieved." ”

Ling Hu Yunruo's face suddenly climbed a touch of red, delicate.

Ye Qingling's heart trembled, smiled slightly, and did not speak.

"Accompany the teacher?" Ye Guyu suddenly said.

Linghu Yunruo, who was exquisite, seemed to realize something, her beautiful eyes flowed, and then she said to Ye Qingling: "Qingling, I'll go back and wait for you first?"

Ye Qingling did not answer.

Ye Guyu smiled, looked at Linghu Yunruo, and said: "Don't get in the way, you have helped Ye Zi take care of the dynasty for so many years, and many things should be known to you, after all, the road of Ye Zi in the future is not easy to walk, with your help, I am also a lot more relieved." ”

Ye Qingling trembled, as if from Ye Guyu's words, he smelled a trace of unusual breath, this feeling was exactly the same as when Ye Guyu was forced to retire.

And after Ye Guyu retired that time, Ye Qingling never saw Ye Guyu again.

Could it be that Master is going to leave again?

Ye Qingling's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly