A dilapidated courtyard made of mud, with green weeds growing tenaciously from the cracks.

In the small courtyard, there is an open space several feet in size, on which some poultry walk back and forth, looking for food for the day.

In the clearing, a young man in a coarse cloth shirt lay quietly on a chaise longue, a pair of empty eyes looking at the empty mid-air, muttering to himself, faintly visible tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, dripping on the handsome face.

An old man held a wooden basin, looked at the lying boy, and then looked at the child who was cautiously walking towards the boy with a bowl of water in the distance, with hope and a hint of inexplicable sigh in his eyes.

"Heng'er, you are so kind in your heart, you actually gave him all your precious recliners!"

"People are inherently kind, just like your parents back then!"

"It's a pity that in this cannibalistic world, the so-called kindness may be an obstacle on your way to growth!"

"Wow! this brother is so handsome!"

The child walked up to the boy and looked at the boy in front of him, his eyes full of little stars.

"Grandpa, why does this brother look so handsome, why does he look like this?" the child gently put the bowl down, turned his head and asked, "What is a love wound, and how can it be cured to cure this brother?"

"The way of love is too profound, when you grow up, you will naturally know the reason!" the old man smiled, and stepped forward slowly, "Feed him some water to drink, look at his appearance, it is estimated that he has not finished food for a few days, and when he is better, feed him again!"

"Well, I must save this brother, so young and handsome, what a pity if he dies!" the child blinked and nodded with wide eyes.

"It's a pity!"

The old man looked at the young man in front of him and couldn't help but shake his head.

The young man in front of him was handsome, with black hair scattered, and a pair of slender and white palms with an inexplicable luster between his fingers.

Although he was wearing his own coarse cloth clothes, it was still difficult to hide the faint momentum!

In addition to the dull and empty eyes on that face, he is definitely a perfect teenage genius!

The old man suddenly found that if the young man in front of him returned to normal and cultivated, he was probably a few points better than the rumored demon Ye Chen!

"Huh?"

Thinking of this, the old man stretched out his boring palm and pinched the young man's arms.

Under a pinch, it is very soft, no different from normal people's arms.

The old man was surprised, and his palm was slightly forced, but it was as if he had pinched hard iron and steel, and he couldn't feel the appearance of ordinary human flesh at all!

"Are you a monk?"

The old man was shocked, looking at the young man in front of him with shock on his face.

When I met the person in front of me, I was so dark that I couldn't see my personality at all!

With many years of experience in living at the bottom, this teenager has been there for three or five days, to say the least!

And an ordinary person, even if he is stupid, can instinctively find food to supplement the body's needs.

Looking at the place where the young man in front of him is, there is no human-like footprint except for the crawling marks of rats around, it is clear that he has stayed in that place for several days, not dripping water, but he still breathes naturally!

Although he was an ordinary servant of the Ye family, he had also seen the extraordinaryness of those monks.

Crush the boulder, sit quietly for several days without sleeping, without drinking or eating, and still be in good spirits!

The young man in front of him, what is it if he is not a monk?

"You don't look like a cruel person, how should I treat you?"

The old man looked at the sluggish young man, and his thoughts rose.

Everyone knows how terrible a monk is!

Ruthless and mercenary!

That's the best explanation for them!

"For the sake of Heng'er, I have to wronged you! I hope you can recover as soon as possible!"

The old man looked at the unsuspecting child beside him, and there was a look of determination in his eyes.

"Heng'er ......"

"Ahh

Just as the child looked up in response, a discordant voice came from outside the courtyard.

"Old immortal, go to the backyard and clean up the piled up of spirit bird droppings, you haven't cleaned it for a few days?

"Bang!"

The closed gate of the courtyard was kicked open from the outside, and even the deadbolt was broken, and there was a large hole the size of a child's head in the gate.

Three chubby and radiant teenagers walked from outside the door, one of whom was dressed in black and pointed at the old man with a high toe, without the slightest respect in his words.

"The lives of those spirit birds are much more precious than you, an old guy who has half of his body buried in the loess, if those spirit birds have three long and two short, you ...... Hey, hey!"

The old man and the child were stopped by several people in front of them on the spot.

"Third Young Master Ye, let's do it!"

The old man looked frightened and resigned, and his already wrinkled face looked a little older.

The few people in front of him are one of the few new generation disciples of the Ye family now, and the Ye family values them no less than Ye Ming and other outstanding disciples at the beginning.

If it weren't for the fact that the waste man Ye Chen rose up and fought back and killed a group of young disciples, how could the good thing of recruiting Gu Lingyu not fall on the few people in front of him!

And these people have perverse personalities, and they are a little dissatisfied, all of them are fists and kicks, and they beat themselves to death.

The old man touched his shoulder and arm, which was still in pain, and his face was full of bitterness.

"Hello Third Young Master!"

The child looked at the comer, biting his lip, and the childish voice sounded.

"Well, you're still a sensible little guy!" the black-clothed young man smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

"Xiao Hengheng, right? Are you interested in following the Third Young Master and me to learn the method of cultivation?"

The black-clothed boy said with a smile, looking at the child's eyes full of smiles.

"Is this true? Third Young Master!"

The child cheered and looked at the old man beside him, his eyes full of hope.

"Heng'er ......"

The old man sighed, with his own understanding of them, if he really wanted to teach his grandson, he didn't have to wait until now!

And the so-called teaching in his mouth is probably just an insult!

"Grandpa, I want to cultivate!"

The child looked up at the old man, and the longing in his eyes made the old man's heart tremble.

"Third Young Master, do you really want to teach Heng'er to cultivate?"

The old man looked at the young man in black and couldn't help but ask.

In this world of cultivators, who doesn't want to become a cultivator?

Who is willing to be an ordinary person and live a life of obscurity and mediocrity?

Yes, it's just that unwilling and helpless!

"Naturally, it's true!" The young man in black looked at the two people beside him, and laughed at the same time, "I, the third young master of the Ye family, have never lied!"

"Grandpa!"

The child cried out again, the longing on his face growing.

"Alas!"

The old man slowly let go of his arm, and the child immediately ran to the three people opposite him with a cheer.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the child who was running forward fell to the ground, and an egg-sized meat bag instantly emerged from the smooth forehead, and the blood was faintly visible on it.

There are traces of Taoism on that immature little face, and blood beads are constantly coming out.

"Woo!"

"Heng'er!"

Seeing this, the old man was furious, and quickly rushed over and hugged the fallen child, his wrinkled face full of anger.

"Hahahaha!"

The black-clothed young man laughed and laughed, not feeling any guilt at all.

"Good apprentice, now start to say goodbye to the master? not bad, not bad!"

"You deceive people too much!"

The old man was furious, looking at the insolent appearance of the few people in front of him, but he was helpless.

The few people in front of them are not only outstanding children of the Ye family, but also a high-ranking cultivator!

How could he do something to an old guy in his last years?

"Yo, the old guy knows how to enjoy it!"

A slightly thin teenager saw the chaise longue in the open space out of the corner of his eye, and the smile on his face full of smiles became even brighter!

"Hey, old fellow, didn't you say that you and your stupid grandson are the only ones who depend on each other?

The young man looked at the old man, smiled and pointed to the still stupid young man on the recliner and smiled.

"He's just a fool I picked up from the outside. You don't have to embarrass him!"

Although the old man was furious in his heart, he had to reply in a low voice.

"You are really a kind person, use the resources of our Ye family to raise a fool!"

The young man in black stepped forward to take a look, and his words were full of sarcasm.

"The Ye family, if you don't raise waste people, you won't raise fools!"

"I have been thinking about you and my Ye family for many years, I don't care about you this time, if there is a ...... next time!"

"Bang!"

The black-clothed boy slapped his palm, and the recliner suddenly shattered into a pile of sawdust, and the stupid boy lying on the ground also fell to the ground at the same time, still laughing and muttering to himself.

"Condense......!"

"I can't see it, this kid is still a lover!" Third Young Master Ye looked at the stupid young man on the ground, his eyes full of disdain.

In this cultivation world, the most unworthy of sympathy is the so-called feelings!

With strength, you naturally have everything!

Just like a few months ago, when the Ye family was in the first family in Bei'an Town!

It's a pity that they were all destroyed by that wasted person!

"Huh, why does this guy look so familiar?"

Ye Sanshao looked at the stupid young man on the ground and couldn't help frowning.

A sense of déjà vu flooded into his mind, and a figure became clearer and clearer.

"You...... You're that ...... shit!"

"Demon Leaf Dust!"

The young man in black looked at the boy lying on the ground like a fool, and finally remembered the appearance of that figure.

A big face twitched, the cold sweat on his forehead continued to drip to the ground like rain, and his voice trembled.

I can't help but be frightened, the deeds of this guy in front of him are really shocking!

The speed of his rise, the cruelty of his means, and the strength of his strength! In Bei'an Town, I am afraid that there will never be a second person like him!

"Hehe, ......"

Ye Chen still smirked, not changed by his words in the slightest.

"What? is he the demon?"

The other two teenagers were startled and couldn't help but retreat again and again.

Even the old man and the child couldn't help but turn a little pale.

No one could have imagined that the fool who was picked up in an abandoned place would be the fierce and brutal demon Ye Chen!

"Heh, no matter how tough and ruthless you are, now that you're a fool, aren't you at my disposal?"

The young man in black froze, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, beckoned to his two companions, and walked out with Ye Chen on his left and right.

"Please, let go of the big brother, he's already stupid!"

The child, Heng'er, cried heartbreakingly, struggling in the old man's arms, ignoring the pain of his fall.

"Child, don't be reckless, we can't get involved in his business!"

The old man hugged the child and looked at the distant figures, his cloudy eyes full of sighs.

It is already very difficult to be able to live alone, and the world of cultivators, how can we mortals mix in at will?

"Hehe......"

"Charming ......"

Ye Chen's distant figure seemed to look back, and a trace of tears could be faintly seen slipping from the corners of his eyes.