"No, I...... I just want to say......" Ye Chumo lowered his head, his eyes flashed lonely, "Perhaps, you should go and meet someone......"

In the remote and gloomy courtyard, there lives an "old man" who is already in his last years.

It does look very old, the gray head two years ago is now completely white, the handsome face is long gone, the face is full of deep wrinkles, the once sharp eyes have long lost their brilliance, the rickety back, the skinny body, who can guess that he is the once cruel and unkind Seventh Highness Night Remnant?

This is also the reason why Ye Chumo still tolerates him, now that he has become like this, he will not pose any threat to himself, and no one can bear that he is Ye Xiaoxiao. The most important thing is that he has become depressed and will die soon!

The doctor said that it was a heart disease, and no one could save him.

Ye Chumo may not have understood it before, but now, he finally understood!

In the small courtyard, two fairy-like beautiful characters walked in. The man is dressed in red and is like a fairy, if he is an immortal, then he is a peerless demon fairy, and everything in the world is not as good as his smile. And the woman beside him is bright and moving, delicate and beautiful like a fairy. The two stand together and are a natural pair. It was as if this small courtyard was flourishing because of the arrival of the two.

"Yan'er, what did you say Ye Chumo asked us to do here?" Ye Xuan was a little puzzled, how could it feel so weird and silent here, there was not even a figure, could he be deliberately manipulating them or thinking of some tricks!

"He doesn't dare to play any tricks, let's go into the house and have a look!" Feng Tianmo's internal strength is deep, he can naturally feel that there is someone in the house, and that person's breath is weak, it can't be a martial arts master, and he won't pose any threat to them. It's just that he really can't figure out who Ye Chumo wants them to see.

Ye Xuan nodded, and then the two pushed open the door and walked in.

The light in the room is not very bright, the furnishings are very simple, the room is small but very tidy, and it seems that people often come to clean it.

Although Ye Yanxiao had done so many hurtful things at the beginning, Ye Chu Mo Nian was a relative to everyone, although he specially arranged for him to live here, and also ordered two people to come over to take care of him. I believe that after going through so many things, he should prefer a quiet life now!

Because Feng Tian is strange and suspicious, except for his own close people, he will not have the slightest trust in others, so he will protect Ye Xuan behind him, and the two of them will walk into the room, he will always be vigilant, even if there is any danger, he will react in the fastest time.

People just can't have weakness, if he is the only one, he will dare to break into Longtan Tiger's Den, but he doesn't dare to joke with his little wife's life.

Finally, they saw the scrawny and dying "old man" on the bed in the inner room.

Feng Tianmo looked over and didn't find out who that person was for the time being, he couldn't have imagined that this white-haired old man turned out to be the Ye Remnant Xiao who tortured him almost to death two years ago, and he couldn't imagine equating Ye Remnant Xiao with such an old man.

It's just, what did Ye Chumo ask them to do here? He was sure he didn't know the old man!

And with a little effort, you can know that this person's five organs are exhausted and his life is short, could it be that he is an important person in Ye Chumo, let him treat him? This is really strange, there are so many imperial doctors in the palace who don't care, let him treat any diseases? Feng Tianmo thinks he is smart, but he can't understand this problem.

Perhaps hearing the footsteps of someone coming in, the old man lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes, and his vision slowly changed from blurry to clear. He clutched his chest in pain and coughed a few times, and then he felt weak and couldn't breathe.

"Who are you?" In the end, Feng Tianmo asked suspiciously.

Hearing this familiar voice, the "old man" trembled, as if he did not dare to imagine his ears, thinking that he was hallucinating. Scold...... How is this possible? Did he force him to death two years ago, or did he bury him in the imperial mausoleum with his own hands, how could he still be here?

Feng Tianmo was surprised by his reaction, if he didn't know each other, he wouldn't have to be so excited and panicked, but he really didn't know this person at all!

Feng Tianmo is the palace master of the Demon Sect Phoenix Palace, and he thinks that he has killed countless people, and he is not a good person, but he doesn't need to do anything to an innocent old man, so he is still very polite, "In Xia Feng Tianmo, have you seen me before?" He felt more and more puzzled, he couldn't go without finding out the truth of the matter today, if it was really a chess game set up for him by Ye Chumo, then he was very interested.

Feng Qianmo, Yan Er...... "old man" trembled again.

Ye Xuan only thought he was afraid, so he stepped forward and sat down on the edge of the bed, and said softly, "Old man, don't be afraid, we are not bad people." It's just that you're so sick, why do you live here alone? If there's anything you need, we can help! ”

"You...... Who is it? Finally, the "old man" spoke, but he still did not look back, and the old hoarse voice completely lost the magnetism of the day.

"Me? My name is Ye Xuan, I am his wife, we are husband and wife! ”

Hehe, husband and wife...... Yan'er didn't die, after two years, they were still together, still in their prime, stunning, but as for himself, he made it look like this, no one is a person, no ghost is not a ghost. Life span burned dramatically, and in just two years, he became so old, Ye Yanxiao really felt very ironic.

When he first saw them, he couldn't imagine his eyes, how could someone who had died two years ago still be alive and well in this world? When he saw him die by cutting off his heart, his body was cold, and he lost his pulse and heartbeat, or did he bury him with his own hands, why is such a dead man still alive? But man is indeed standing in front of him alive, and he has to accept this reality......

Wrong, everything is wrong! Two years ago, it was a human tragedy that he brewed with his own hands, but he didn't want his life to be extinguished, he had lived so chic for a long time, and the pair of beautiful people who were originally separated by him were now standing in front of him so happily.

Ye Wanxiao, you have hated your life, what did you get in the end?

The person he loved the most was forced to death by him; His country was also ruined by his own hands.

They are a pair of beautiful people made in heaven, and now this pair of beautiful people are still standing in front of them, is this God's punishment for him?

Seeing that he was still facing away from them and had no reaction, Feng Tianmo finally lost his patience.

This old man is really strange, they have such an attitude for a long time, it is really too much, patience is exhausted, he directly stretched out his hand and turned the person around with internal force out of thin air. Why not get your hands dirty? He hates touching people, he hates dirty!

Except for those close to him, everyone was dirty.

Ye Yanxiao didn't expect him to do this, he was suddenly shocked, his first reaction was to cover his face, he has become this ghost now, and he must not let people see his face again.

Feng Tianmo twisted his eyebrows again, raised his hand again, and directly waved away his arm that was blocking his face, and the hair that was scattered on his face also flew back because of the waves, and at this moment, that face was finally exposed in front of them without any obstacles.

Looking at it, Feng Qianmo's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her handsome face sank......

The eyes met, and the air around them froze, as if the sound of a needle falling to the ground was clearly audible.

Ye Xuan looked at the interaction between the two inexplicably, uh...... What is the situation now, how do you feel that Yan'er is not good-looking, who is this old man? Could it be that they were enemies before?

In the end, she finally couldn't help but break the silence and gently pulled Feng Qianmo's sleeve, "Yan'er, he...... Who the hell is it? ”

Feng Tianmo didn't answer her question immediately, and took two steps forward, his gaze becoming more and more fierce, "You're still alive?" ”

"No, you...... You recognize the wrong person, I'm not the person you said, not ......" Ye Yanxiao continued to cover his face, his body was constantly trembling, how could he let him see himself so ugly and embarrassed, he is now old like this, but he is still so beautiful, this ridiculous dignity!

"Huh...... Recognize the wrong person? Even if you turn to ashes, I will never admit my mistake, Night, Remnant, Xiao! The last three words, he simply gritted his teeth.

What the? Nightfall? Ye Xuan's eyes widened in disbelief, looking at the wrinkled face in front of her and she was stunned, such an old look, white hair, and a rickety figure, how could it be the noble and lazy demon night remnant before?

Shock is shock, but it is impossible for her not to believe Yan'er's words. It's only been less than two years, how can he age like this, it stands to reason that he is not yet twenty years old!

Even the name was said, and Ye Yanxiao trembled even more, he still wanted to do a dying struggle, "No, I'm not, I'm not him, he's dead!" "Let such a self be seen by Yan'er, he really might as well die.

Feng Qian stepped forward directly, but he couldn't care about being disgusted, and directly grabbed his collar and lifted him up, "Ye Wanxiao, do you really think I'm dead?" You probably wouldn't have thought I'd be alive to stand in front of you, would you? I'm so relieved to see you like this, does this mean that the sky has eyes? ”

was really recognized like this, knowing that it was useless for him to struggle, Ye Yuxiao simply gave up, but because he was too excited, he didn't lift it in one breath, and coughed violently, as if even his lungs were going to be coughed out directly.