Ruyi Pavilion.

Ye Yuanyuan sat cross-legged on the cushion in the center of the hall, and took out a copy of the "Law of Ten Thousand Weapons" from the space magic weapon on his wrist to look at.

This book has been turned over by him for nearly ten years, and this is what Aunt Jing left him. Ye Yuanyuan gently stroked the corner of the book, which was already a little damaged, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

"Heh-ha-" Si Yu walked out of the door and stretched. The young man in the lobby was looking at the book intently, and Si Yu slowly moved down the stairs, hooked a cushion with his foot, and sat down next to Ye Yuanyuan.

Si Yu was bored, and when he saw that Ye Yuan was far away from her, he looked around by himself.

The curtains on the beams were dusty.

The east window on the second floor is cobwebbed.

The Wan Yulian lantern hanging on the wall was also about to go out.

The stair handrails are a bit painted.

……

Si Yu's lazy gaze wandered around the house, turned his head, and glanced at the door inadvertently.

Suddenly, she squinted her eyes, and against the light, a figure pushed the door open.

Jing Qingli stopped at the door of the Ruyi Pavilion, and the first thing she caught glimpse was a piece of paper nailed by the big horn to the red pillar with a thick carved dragon pattern.

It was written in Heavenly Sacred Script: "Ruyi Pavilion is here!" Although this extremely ugly word is a little familiar, Jing Qingli, who fell into the memory, didn't think much about it.

The Heavenly Sage Dynasty, a small country in the western part of the Canglong Kingdom, close to the Cliff Mountains, was destroyed by a medium-sized beast tide fifty years ago.

Not knowing what to remember, Jing Qingli quickly retracted her thoughts.

In this Canglong Kyoto, you can actually see the things of the Heavenly Holy Dynasty, and there is also the 'past life' that has been passed down in the world......

She looked up and took a closer look at the door plaque, and three big characters of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing appeared in front of her.

"Ru, Yi, Ge." She meditated.

I don't know what it is. Thinking so, she lifted her feet and walked towards the store. She didn't notice the way the passers-by behind her looked at her.

And she only took half a step in, and when she saw the faces of the two people in the lobby clearly, Jing Qingli quickly retracted her foot, and she wanted to run out.

In an instant, a hot wind passed by her ears. Brushing the side of her face, a crimson feather was nailed into the stone pillar outside the door.

She drew the aura around her and attached it to the soles of her feet, trying to speed up, but the countless feathers that followed her surrounded her, and gradually narrowed the encirclement, until Kankan stopped shrinking when he was out of contact with him. The wall of fire formed by the feathers emitted a terrifying heat, and the faint sound of phoenixes stirring in the wind was faintly in the flying, and the voice was slightly sharp, as if it carried a little anger.

The feather ring with blazing energy forced her to retreat, Jing Qingli just wanted to escape, she didn't have time to raise her hand to resist, and a coquettish voice came from behind her: "If you want to run naked, keep moving!" ”

Jing Qingli slapped a feather away, and in the blink of an eye, several more feathers rushed out and swept across her sleeves. The moire on the cloud brocade glowed, as if it was fighting against this crimson power. After holding on for a while, the priceless clothes in the eyes of the shopkeeper of Shi Weitian were burned half of the sleeves, but fortunately, the power of the feathers was stifled when it touched the spar in the sleeve, and the sleeves did not continue to be damaged.

Jing Qingli is not afraid of this flame, but her clothes are afraid!

Use the spiritual power of the god to oppress her, a pitiful little one, and Si Yu, who has no conscience, dares to do it!

She looked at the half of her exposed arm, touched the spirit stone that was still alive, and compromised in a chic manner.

It's not that she can't run away, she just doesn't want to 'run naked'! It must be so!

Jing Qingli turned her back and followed the wall of fire surrounded by feathers and retreated step by step. Glancing at the pedestrians on the street, he received a look of sympathy or fear.

At this moment, she had no time to estimate these inexplicable gazes, and naturally she didn't know the rumors that had been circulating rapidly on the street since then.

"It's a long life! The owner of Ruyi Pavilion burned the clothes of the mysterious person on the street and forcibly dragged them into the store! ”

"The world is falling! Women rob men on the street! ”

"Bombshell news! The lord of Ruyi Pavilion seeks a male wife for his brother! ”

……

At the moment, the door was closed, and when she retreated to the lobby, she heard a cold snort behind her. Jing Qingli shrugged her shoulders and turned to look at the owners of these feathers.

Ye Yuanyuan was still sitting on the cushion, looking at her blankly, but his fingers unconsciously grasped the book.

Si Yu crossed his arms and walked towards her.

Jing Qingli stood still, watching Si Yu's hand pass through the wall formed by Ling Yu, grabbing her face and pulling it to both sides.

There are still countless Ling Yu beside Si Yu ready to go, as long as Jing Qingli still wants to escape, when she walks out of the door of Ruyi Pavilion, her clothes will be burned naked.

After going back and forth a few times, Si Yu let go suddenly, stared at her with his waist crossed, and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. Eventually, she sighed and withdrew the feather that surrounded Jing Qingli.

In the empty hall, Ye Yuanyuan looked at this familiar and strange person blankly, but his heart seemed to be turbulent.

She was...... Aunt Jing, right?

He looked at Jing Qingli's figure against the light, and the memories hidden in the deepest part of his mind suddenly poured out.

It was eleven years ago in the Ye family, and at the age of five, he was hidden in the grass and witnessed a terrible massacre.

Warm beads of blood spurted from Uncle Yue's neck, staining the grass where he was hiding and staining his eyes. In that instant, the heavens and the earth turned bloody. Through the gaps between the weeds, he stared at the smiling people who killed his loved ones, at the blood-stained world.

I don't know how long it took, but it rained in the sky, and the rain seemed to be bloody.

He was picked up from the grass.

He saw Jing Qingli holding him crying, as if it was just raindrops rushing across her cheeks.

After that, she entrusted him to Si Yu, leaving behind a few books and sealed cadres, and there was no trace of him since.

Today, eleven years later, Aunt Jing appeared in front of him as easily as she disappeared back then. He watched Si Yu stop her from leaving, and watched her being pulled by Si Yu's cheek, until now, the atmosphere between the three of them seemed to freeze.

The reunion is supposed to be happy, but no one can smile now.

The first to act was Si Yu.

She raised her hand and hit Jing Qingli, and the palm carried the sound of the wind, containing anger, and hit Jing Qingli's chest firmly.

Then the palm turned into a fist and beckoned to her.

One punch, two punches, three punches...... Si Yu's movements were so fast that he could barely see clearly.

Jing Qingli's figure was constantly shaken by the beating, but she never fell, her chest was dented, and she just snorted.

Ye Yuanyuan hurriedly stood up, wanting to stop Si Yu's violent beating. At this moment, Si Yu dropped the last punch heavily, withdrew his hand, his chest rose and fell, his face turned red, his lazy phoenix eyes widened, and he glared at Jing Qingli fiercely. He stopped, his worried gaze swept over her already sunken chest, and met Jing Qingli's eyes.

Seeing the worry in Ye Yuanyuan's eyes, Si Yu couldn't help but sarcastically: "She can't die!" ”

After finishing speaking, she really saw that the placket that had been loose on her chest was restored to its original state, Jing Qingli pulled the corners of her mouth, looked at the young man five steps away, and was in a trance, as if she saw the high-spirited men and women in the past, holding a white and tender doll, and walking towards him with a smile.

"Like the two of you, I can't even count this child's fate."

"My husband and wife took a few words, made a lot, grabbed a 'edge' word, left one word, and asked Sister Jing to set the ......"

"Far away, Ye Yuanyuan, this child will be called Ye Yuanyuan in the future."

"Sounds like a circle! It's okay to be reunited, and I hope he can grow up healthy......"

Jing Qingli tugged at the corners of her mouth, and she flinched a little for a while.

"Aunt Jing—" She heard the young man's voice, and her back instantly stiffened, and she didn't know what to do.

"Yuanyuan, I ......" Jing Qingli wanted to say something, but when the thousands of words reached her throat, she hesitated.

Over there, Ye Yuanyuan's words were choked by this 'round round'.

Jing Qingli saw that Ye Yuanyuan's face was ugly, his eyes dimmed, and he was a little lost.

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was developing in a strange direction, Si Yu sighed deeply.

These two are really!

Si Yu stepped aside, kicked over three cushions, raised his eyebrows, and yelled impatiently: "Sit down!" Speak well! ”

The two sat down obediently amid the roar, and Si Yu rolled his eyes and sat down as well.

"Ye Yuanyuan, please start your speech." Si Yu looked at the young man whose face had recovered.

After calming down, Ye Yuanyuan looked at Jing Qingli and slowly spoke: "Aunt Jing...... The Ye family has never been blamed. ”

Jing Qingli's body trembled, the boulder that had been pressing on her for many years was only broken little by little because of this sentence, she opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but saw Si Yu turn her face to look at her and said, "Jing Qingli, please start your speech." ”

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she automatically ignored Si Yu's slightly provocative face, but she felt a little less nervous in her heart. The former child has grown into a handsome teenager, but I don't know how much the events of that year affected him.

"If you don't speak within three breaths, then it's my turn." Si Yu suddenly smiled at Jing Qingli.

Jing Qingli: "......"

Ye Yuanyuan: "......"

Ignoring the gazes cast by the two, Si Yu began to ask Jing Qingli: "Where have you been all these years?" ”

Jing Qingli lowered her head and said lightly: "After killing a few people, I went to the cold ice cave to be an ice sculpture for a few years." ”

The Cold Ice Cave, located at the junction of the Holy Land, the Canglong Kingdom, and the Xizhou Kingdom, is a natural cave with countless natural caves, but there are countless mineral deposits in the cave. Since the discovery of the Ice Cave, no one knows how deep it is, because even a Divine Transformation Stage monk can only penetrate four or five miles.

Jing Qingli's 'being an ice sculpture' must have gone to the depths where no one has set foot on it.

No wonder I haven't heard from her for so many years!

Once they went to the ice cave together to look for ore treasure crystals, Si Yu could enter seven miles at most, and he felt like Ling Chi. If I go any further, I'm afraid that my flesh and blood will be damaged by the cold. But Jing Qingli can walk freely, although those cold qi will not damage her body, but if she does not defend herself, it can still make her very painful.

Si Yu suddenly lost interest in asking, she actually punished herself in such a way!

"You! You can't die on your own, can you?! What are you like that? Expiation? I'm telling you, you're a shrunken turtle! Si Yu was in a fierce mood and couldn't wait to wake her up.

Jing Qingli bowed her head and was silent, and she spoke for a long time before she spoke with flattery: "I...... Didn't I come out......"

Si Yu was stunned, and Jing Qingli didn't dare to speak again. This matter is her fault, and she has no need to change it.

Ye Yuanyuan also knew the situation in the cold ice cave, and his gaze became complicated. I didn't know what to say, but after a long time, he remembered something and asked, "How many people are left?" "This is the mastermind who besieged the Ye family back then.

Jing Qingli raised her head, contacted the situation she had inquired about along the way, and said, "There is only one left, Deng Qilian." ”

Talking about grudges, Jing Qingli became serious: "After so many years, the traces of his past have gradually disappeared, and I guess that either he has already died, or he has taken over an identity and ran to an inconspicuous corner." ”

Ye Yuanyuan nodded slightly, and his voice was full of hatred: "Those people must be paid with blood to sacrifice my Ye family!" ”