From beginning to end, Ye Wen just listened and answered, but he also got the information he wanted to know.

The horse team led by the two brothers and sisters is also going to the imperial capital, and they can also go along the way.

Ye Wen raised his eyes and saw that the little flower face dressed like a beggar was still standing timidly in place, but when he looked up and down, he frowned slightly, and he actually felt that the latter had a slight sense of déjà vu.

Searching in his mind, he was sure that it was the first time he had met him.

Xiaohua's feet are bound by iron chains, which are chains forged from cold and dark iron, and it is difficult for ordinary martial artists to cut them off, and if they are strong, they will touch the magic circle imprinted in it and explode, I am afraid that her two calves will not be left.

"You, you have a good rest," Xiaohua looked at Shang Yewen timidly, speaking with a trill, as if she had a strong resistance to strangers, "Although I found you, it was Sister Lu Yao who insisted on rescuing you, and Brother Lu Tianming carried you back to the carriage...... So if you want to thank them, thank them, Sister Lu Yao is a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, don't be too sad......"

After speaking, he didn't wait for Ye Wen to answer, turned around and trotted away.

Looking at the thin and dirty back, Ye Wen felt an inexplicable discomfort in his heart, and he couldn't tell why, he always felt a trace of familiarity on her face hidden under the mud, a little like someone in the past.

However, when I think of the old man at this moment, I can't help but sigh faintly, time has passed, and it is difficult to say whether he is still alive.

Shaking his head and sighing lightly, Ye Wen found a flat stone to meditate cross-legged, and the Yuan Force in the dantian swept through the flesh and nourished the damaged places.

Because of his silence and uniqueness, no one came to disturb him, and the Lu brothers and sisters each found a quiet place to rest, so that they could keep themselves at their peak at any time.

It's not peaceful now, and danger can come at any time.

Killing people is common, not to mention this troubled world......

Among the warriors who went to the imperial capital, not all of them were unscrupulous, and there were naturally some people who fished in troubled waters, and some of them came completely to kill people and seize treasures.

I know that there is little hope of competing for creation, but I can also be rich because of it by picking weak people to grab resources on the way.

The night came as scheduled, and the air was still hot, and I couldn't feel the presence of moisture at all, even if the resistance of the warrior was stronger than that of ordinary people, the skin at this moment also appeared as if it was about to crack.

The warriors also have signs of being unbearable, with beads of sweat constantly dripping from their foreheads, and their dark skin looks extremely abnormal.

Several big men sat around Ye Wen, there were not many flat places here, and he chose one of them.

Ye Wen opened his eyes and glanced at a few people, and was about to close his eyes and continue to induce Yuan Li to nourish his body, but it was obviously a few small team leaders Scarface smiled heartily, and said: "Brother Tai, why are you so nervous, it's enough for me and other little people to eat, why bother to learn to meditate and cultivate?"

He couldn't see Ye Wen's strength or weakness, so he naturally recognized him as a weakling.

"Even if people like us practice for another ten years, I'm afraid it will be difficult to compete for the imperial capital for creation, the vast and strong are endless, and if they go, they will only be sent to death, just beat the side drum, just watch the excitement, don't take yourself too seriously, otherwise life is too meaningless, and life is in danger, what do you want to create?"

Scarface took out a bag of wine and threw it on Ye Wen's leg.

"Today there is wine and today is drunk, as the saying goes, weak without dreams are like salted fish, but with dreams are not weak?

Hearing this, Ye Wen's expression moved, and a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes.

Such an easy-to-understand truth is simple, but he will never be able to understand it.

Burdened with a deep hatred of blood, what he controls is not his own life, once he really wants to be a salted fish, I don't know how many people will die because of it, and I don't know how many strong people want to take his life.

Even though he is the god of war, he has also offended many people, and there are not a few people who regard him as a thorn in the flesh!

After receiving Yuan Li, a faint smile appeared on Ye Wen's pale face, but he looked a little mad in the night light.

He raised the wine bag in his hand and Scarface, the latter smiled heartily, drank with a few people around him, tore off a chicken leg and threw it into Ye Wen's hand, and said, "Just eat, the wine and meat are enough, and when you enter the door, you will be your own person." ”

"Thank you!" Ye Wen nodded.

After three rounds of drinking, Ye Wenpan sat on the stones, listening to the bragging, but he also learned a lot of rumors about the creation of the imperial capital.

As he expected, someone was behind the creation of the matter, and it seemed that he hoped that the imperial capital would fall into chaos because of this.

What really surprised Ye Wen was that the old emperor of the Tang Dynasty had been sick for many years, and the deadline was approaching, resulting in the current situation in the court being extremely delicate, and in order to compete for the throne, there was already an undercurrent in the imperial capital.

When he heard this, Ye Wen couldn't help but gulp down, and there was a faint green flame beating in his eyes.

He could already predict that when countless warriors gathered in the imperial capital, someone would inevitably take advantage of this to make a living, otherwise why would the matter of creation spread so quickly? There must be an ulterior secret!

Only when the water is muddy, can you better touch the fish!

After sorting out his thoughts a little, Ye Wen drank a few sips of spirits in a row, and the chicken leg in his hand never took a bite.

In today's Tang Kingdom, the old emperor is bedridden, the prime minister and the general are in the same vein, and then there are the eldest prince and the third prince fighting openly and secretly, and many of the remaining princes are also ready to move......

The situation is uncertain.

The imperial capital was already chaotic enough, and now there are visions of heaven and earth and the imminent creation, which makes the already chaotic situation even more confusing, and it seems that only one spark can completely detonate it.

The flames in Ye Wen's eyes beat violently, thinking of many past events, and he drank all the contents of the bag in one gulp, with endless suffocation and murder in his chest.

Now that he has returned, the dignity he lost in the past must be regained, and the hatred left behind must be paid by that group of people.

This time, it is inevitable to clear the fog, learn the secrets buried in the past, and find out the truth about the extermination of the Ye family.

Even if you know that there is a hellfire pit ahead, you don't hesitate to jump into it.

"It's a pity, that little flower face is also a victim......" one of the big men shook his head drunkenly, "I was born a slave, and I will be a slave for the rest of my life!"

Scarface sighed lightly: "I heard Miss say that the little girl seems to be surnamed Ye, but I don't know if it has anything to do with the Ye family eighteen years ago......"

Before the words were finished, Ye Wen's pupils dilated after hearing it, and it was difficult to suppress the fluctuating emotions, and a majestic coldness emanated, making Scarface's words come to an abrupt end.

"Her surname is Ye, let's talk about it, I'm quite interested in this Ye family's matter!" Seeing the eyes of several people, Ye Wen returned to normal, and the chill he emitted also dissipated.

It's just that his heart has already set off a monstrous wave, and he can no longer be truly calm, his mind is full of the figure of the little flower face, the sense of déjà vu is getting stronger and stronger, and the inexplicable familiarity spreads in his heart and lingers.