Ye Zhiqiu sat down in the open space opposite the futon, and his posture was upright. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He still looks like he is full of poetry and books, but there are a few strands of gray hair on his head and wrinkles on his face

The lines are a little deeper.

He suddenly sighed and said, "Uncle Twelve, stop it!"

Uncle Twelve? He actually called this person Uncle Twelve, could it be that this person is also the Ye family?

Although Yan Yuan has been with him for a long time, he only knows that he is an old man from the previous dynasty, but he never knows his true identity.

The masked man did not speak immediately.

Silence, after a long silence, the masked man finally said in a deep voice: "Ah Qiu, you should know. As a member of the Ye family, what should you do the most?"

Yan Yuan was surprised again.

This man, this man never spoke to anyone in such a peaceful tone.

Ye Zhiqiu's face suddenly showed a look of pain, and his tone was even more bleak, "Even if you subvert the Feng Clan's country one day, what is the use? In the end, our family has never belonged to this time and space!"

This sentence is undoubtedly earth-shattering, no matter how good Yan Yuan's concentration is, he was also stunned by Ye Zhiqiu's words.

What does it mean not to belong to this time and space?

Yan Yuan covered his mouth with his right hand, for fear that he would shout out in excitement.

He felt that his fate was bizarre enough, but he didn't expect this Ye family to be even more bizarre than him. It's no wonder that even the concubine occasionally chattered, and what she said and did made him still feel elusive when he thought about it now.

The torrential rain and thunder continued outside, and both of them seemed to be immersed in their own thoughts, oblivious to the fact that there was anyone else in the tomb besides the two of them.

Therefore, the masked man had no scruples when he spoke, and only heard him sneer: "So what? Since our Ye family was appointed here by the heavens, why can't we dominate everything here?"

"Back then, if it weren't for the Yan family's little er's kindness and revenge, listening to slanderous rumors and slaughtering the Ye family, why would you and I be like this? I just hate! hate the sky, hate the earth, hate the Yan family, hate the Feng family even more-"

That one hated one after another, one was sharper than the other, one was more piercing than the other, and one was more crazy than the other!

Yan Yuan's heart also sank to the cold pool with his hatred.

I never thought that I would hear such a secret and bizarre thing. No wonder, he would accept himself as an apprentice and teach himself martial arts, but he also tried his best to guard himself, and he never had the master's half of the care and love for his apprentices.

But it turned out that from beginning to end, he was just using himself. Use his identity to fight with the descendants of the Feng family, and when he finally loses both, he is the final winner!

Ye Zhiqiu looked at him with pity and sighed deeply, "Uncle Twelve, I hate it like you. But no matter how much I hate it, I will not form an alliance with foreign clans to invade my homeland! After all, it is this land under our feet that feeds the descendants of our Ye family! By doing so, you are really insulting to the heavenly spirits of your ancestors!"

"I don't care, as long as I can get rid of my hatred, I can do anything!" the masked man's eyes were full of hysterical hatred at this time.

He saw the slaughter with his own eyes. If it weren't for the loyal servants who protected him and hid him in the well, he would have become the unjust ghost of the murder 60 years ago.

"Just to understand the hatred - then you just kill Yan Yuan, kill Feng Chen, and kill everyone in the Feng family. With your martial arts, isn't that easy?"

Ye Zhiqiu understood his pain, but he couldn't agree with what he did.

"Why should I kill them myself? Let them kill each other to be happy enough! I want to kill the people they care about the most first, and let them step by step to despair, this is not more relieving than killing them directly? Hahaha...... Hahaha......"

Crazy, really a madman!

Yan Yuan only felt that he was immersed in an ice cellar for nine cold days, the blood around his body seemed to be cold and solidified, and his lips were so white that there was no trace of blood.

Ye Zhiqiu also looked at the masked man like a madman, and then shook his head.

Although he can always stir up the storm, but his mind is at least a little clear, but looking at him like this, he has already gone crazy.

Ye Zhiqiu shook his head and stood up. Since he couldn't persuade him, he had no choice but to leave.

After the masked man laughed wildly for a while, he stopped him, "Ah Qiu, you can go, but you must tell the specific location of the Dragon Vein Land!"

"Uncle Twelve, even you don't believe me?" Ye Zhiqiu asked in surprise.

The mask said: "Feng Qi asked you before, Yan Yuan also asked you, and now it's my turn to ask, do you still have the same answer?"

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, "That's true." If you could give me another five years, I might be able to get the exact point. ”

"You know, I don't have the patience to wait. Let's talk about my body......"

The masked man didn't say any more, but Ye Zhiqiu understood the meaning of his words, "So, in order to live a little longer, I still have to persuade you to stop." Uncle Twelve, there are only two of us left in the Ye family, you are my only relative in this world, I always hope you can live longer!"

"What's the point of living like this?" the masked man sneered, and finally waved his hand and let Ye Zhiqiu leave.

Yan Yuan rushed out of the tomb before Ye Zhiqiu.

The torrential rain was still endless, the water on the ground was deep, and the shallow burial mounds had already exposed white bones, some were still fresh corpses, and all kinds of corpse stench were even more coming, so that Yan Yuan couldn't help but want to vomit.

He hurriedly rushed through the cemetery, and when he arrived in the grove, he called Ye Zhiqiu, who had been walking in front of him.

Ye Zhiqiu stopped and looked at him calmly.

Neither of them had umbrellas.

The clothes on Yan Yuan's body were even more wet and dry, dry and wet.

At this moment, both of them were drenched in soup, standing opposite each other in the pouring rain.

In the dark, they couldn't see each other's expressions clearly, and only occasionally saw each other's positions by the light of lightning.

Yan Yuan was not polite, and said directly: "You must know my mother's whereabouts, right?"

As he wished, Ye Zhiqiu nodded.

"Help me get her out, the conditions are up to you!"

Ye Zhiqiu nodded again and said, "Okay." ”

Yan Yuan asked again: "Then how do you need me to cooperate?"

Ye Zhiqiu was silent for a while before replying: "Three days later, at midnight, I went to the gate of the Shen family's old house in the south of the city to pick up people. ”

"Good. I'm waiting for your news. ”

Before Yan Yuan finished speaking, Ye Zhiqiu had already turned around and left.

They weren't friends in the first place, and they were just a deal.

Ye Zhiqiu must have guessed that he was also in the tomb just now, and heard the conversation between them. So what else is there to say, since you didn't say it face-to-face, since you are still willing to make a deal, then do it, and each other just take what they need.

In fact, the reason why Ye Zhiqiu was willing to help him save people was not for any transaction, but for a more important reason than trading.

It's just that Yan Yuan didn't understand it at this time.