Chapter 127: Her style, I make sand
Tranquility and light nightfall. [Ran^Text^Library] []
A crescent moon hung high in the sky, and the two sat quietly on the roof of the Yaohan Inn, staring at the bright moon in the sky.
"Take your mask off!"
"Hmm."
The blue-black ghost mask was gently removed, revealing its originally handsome face. At the age of nineteen, the lines of Ye Yuming's face are a little more resolute, and his character has become more mature.
It's the same with everybody, who goes through pain and cries and grows up quickly.
In the past few months, Ye Shuming has stepped from the original eighteen years old to the nineteen-year-old world, and the youth that belongs to him has completely passed from the moment the family was destroyed, and what awaits him is endless hatred and revenge for the entire Ye family, revenge for his dead lover, and revenge for the entire Emperor's Mansion.
"Bing Ning, some people say that after death, people will become a star, watching their loved ones walk all the way forward in the sky, bless their lovers to be safe and sound along the way."
"Can you believe it?" Ye Shuming asked in a low voice.
The soft moonlight splashed on Ye Shuming's face, and at this moment, there was a little more gentleness and calmness on Ye Shuming's face, and there was no longer that heavy murderous aura.
"Believe."
Lan Bing was lying on the roof tiles, she stared at the sky quietly, and said gently: "Always thinking about the past will only make you more sad, for life we should be nostalgic for the past, not for the past, isn't it?" ”
"Yes!"
Ye Shuming nodded, lay on the tiles, looked at the unknown sky, and said, "Some people are destined to be unforgettable. Even if you are sad, you must still remember it. ”
"For example?"
Lan Bingning asked with a soft gaze as he looked at the man who was once called a waste.
"Father, wife!" Ye Yuming's face was very indifferent and calm, and he responded.
"Wife?" Lan Bing was puzzled, since Ye Yuming stepped into the Emperor's Mansion, when did he get married at the age of eighteen, and when did he have a wife?
"My wife is Ye Xin."
Ye Yuming's eyes drifted through a few traces of sadness, and a faint sadness appeared on his face, and said: "The promise of a lifetime will eventually return to dust, and what remains unchanged is only the oath and the love and heart for her life." ”
"Is it worth it?" Lan Bingning's face showed an expression of incomprehension, and he asked softly.
Lan Bingning is only sixteen years old, how many sixteen-year-old boys and girls can understand love, know how to be with each other forever in this life, and never give up.
"If she is willing to be an enemy of my relatives for me, I am willing to be an enemy of the whole world for her."
"She is willing to gouge out her eyes to give me light, and I am willing to give everything for her."
"In the next life, if she is a flower, I will turn into dust and dedicate this life to her."
"In the next life, if she is a lamp, I will be a passer-by and wait under the lamp for a long time."
"In the next life,
She returns to dust, and I return to the earth.
She is the style, and I am the sand.
If you can be with her for the rest of your life, what if you die? ”
Ye Shuming whispered softly, and only after a few affectionate tears crossed the corners of his eyes did he slowly stop silent.
"It's cool at night, let's go back!" Ye Shuming stared at the young girl next to him, then picked up the blue-black ghost mask in his hand, put it on his face, and said softly.
"Hmm."
"Maybe there is a kind of love, in this life, which can only be called silent care." Lan Bing stared at the amorous young man beside him and said with an indifferent smile.
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Following.
A clear light drifted into the room, illuminating the eyes of the two men.
This night, Ye Shuming slept on the floor, while Lan Bingning slept on the bed board.
Now, the three of them are once again on the very noisy street market.
The Haoyue League is extremely famous, and in a place like the Imperial City and the Imperial Capital, as long as you find someone casually, you can ask where the Haoyue League is.
After passing through the market, the three of them went straight to the Haoyue League.
About 100 people gathered outside the Haoyue Alliance, and Qin Yu naturally knew that the Haoyue Alliance, which only recruited disciples once in three years, had started recruiting disciples again this year.
Many people are like Qin Yu, holding an antique piece of paper tightly in their hands, and there are some looming words on the paper, these words are about some situations within the Haoyue League, in other words, as long as anyone has this paper, they can successfully become a disciple of the Haoyue League.
Of course, snatching this piece of paper is not against the ordinance.
Before the people who have paper are really registered, they are not disciples of the Haoyue League, so the Haoyue League does not need to pay attention to the life and death of these people who have paper but have not really registered.
Haoyue League is a gathering place for geniuses, so only people with super talents can enter, just like Qin Yu, Qin Yu is a person with bloodline, and his talent is naturally very incomparable, otherwise he would not have the antique paper of Haoyue League in his hand at this time.
"Bring it!" Qin Yu was about to take the paper in his hand to complete the registration, but he never thought that the antique paper that he was still holding in his hand just now would suddenly be snatched by others.
"Huh...... That kid from the Gu family came to rob other people's antique paper again. ”
"There's no way, a few years have passed, and I really haven't seen a few people who can go back after being robbed of paper by Gu Yang."
"Cut, isn't he just relying on his father Gu Li to be the deputy leader of the Haoyue Alliance?"
"We can't care so much, anyway, that guy Gu Yang didn't rob our paper, we just need to watch a good show here."
"Haha, that's right."
Among the hundreds of people, about half of them set their eyes on Ye Yuming's side, and they all knew very well that the paper that was snatched by Gu Yang was absolutely impossible to go back. Of course, if you think that you have this ability and can successfully defeat Gu Yang, who is about to step into the second level of dragon master, you can try it and snatch it back.
"Well, it looks like you're holding my paper." Qin Yu walked towards Gu Yang angrily and shouted.
At this moment, everyone couldn't help laughing. They knew in their hearts that if the person in front of them did this, it would definitely end up dead.
Gu Yang, you have to have strength, you have to have power, what ability do you have as a person from other places to talk to Gu Yang about who the paper belongs to.
At the moment, they just need to stay and watch a 'fun' killing later.
Gu Yang is fierce and ruthless, always relying on his father Gu Li to do evil outside, of course, the premise of his evil is that Gu Yang is really talented.
Gu Yang, who is only twenty years old, is about to break through to the two-level dragon master, this kind of talent can definitely be regarded as a good talent.
"One second the paper belonged to you, but now this second paper belongs to me." Gu Yang shook the paper in his hand a few times and shouted coldly.
"Give me back the paper." Qin Yu came to the imperial capital from a distant place, in order to be able to successfully join the Haoyue League and do his part for the Qin State, now as long as he takes the paper to register, he can become a disciple of the Haoyue League, so Qin Yu really wants to get the paper as soon as possible to complete the registration.
"Oh!"
"Zila, zila, zila."
The crisp sound of tearing the paper came out of Gu Yang's hand in the air slowly, Gu Yang's eyes were extremely cold, he tore it again and again, and slowly tore the antique paper in his hand.
Shredding the paper, Qin Yu will no longer be able to join the Haoyue Alliance this year. In other words, Qin Yu still needs to wait for another three years until the Haoyue League recruits disciples again, and then rejoins the Haoyue League.
In an instant, the paper was shredded, and Qin Yu waited for another three years.
How can Qin Yu accept it?
"You're looking for death." Of course, Qin Yu knew that he was not the opponent of the person in front of him, but he still swung his fist at the person in front of him in anger.
"Do you die or do I die? I'm afraid it's not up to you to decide! Gu Yang's eyes drifted over a sinister smile, and he said with a cold and gloomy grin.
Boom!
Gu Yang took two steps and hit hard with both fists, instantly knocking Qin Yu's ferocious fist away, Qin Yu was hit hard by Gu Yang's fist, and suddenly retreated a few meters, and there was a feeling of blood boiling in his chest, as if blood was about to burst out.
"Poof!" Qin Yu spurted out thick blood, and his face became extremely pale.
"Tell me, whether you die or I die, who decides this matter now?" Gu Yang especially enjoyed the feeling of being able to abuse others like this, and said coldly.
"It's up to me to decide whether you die or not." A loud shout came from behind Qin Yu suddenly, and the voice was so loud that everyone present could hear it clearly.
As he spoke, a man wearing a blue-black ghost mask walked out of the crowd, the ghost face man had flowing white hair, and the white hair fluttered wildly in the air, extremely dazzling.
"What are you talking about?" Gu Yang's face twitched violently a few times, and he was suddenly displeased, and asked coldly.
"It's up to me to decide whether you die or not!" The short eight words, when the words were spit out, the momentum was like thunder, and Ye Yuming repeated it loudly