(Wedge)

A melodious piano sound suddenly sounded, although it was light, but it seemed to be played between heaven and earth.

With a soft sigh, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"Drink all the red flames, what is the scorching throat? Red dust, flashy world, in the blink of an eye-----

"Fourth sister, still can't you forget?" a sigh sounded behind the woman playing the piano. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The woman known as the fourth sister shook her delicate body and said, "There are some things that cannot be sealed by time. ”

A man in white walked out from behind the woman playing the qin, his handsome face full of helplessness.

"I believe that one day, my little brother will come back. ”

You have said this sentence for tens of thousands of years. ”

The woman playing the qin said coldly, her blue eyes were full of coldness, "Zhongtian's biggest mistake was to leave us, one day, I will make him pay for the death of my little brother!"

The man in white sighed, looked at the sky, and seemed to see the young man with a lazy smile all day long.

"If the little brother is still here, he doesn't want to see this happen now, it's unfair!"

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The hurricane called for a torrential rain, thunder broke the silence of the night, and the rain poured down, as if to wash everything in the world, but in this bad weather, a figure stood in the rain, letting the rain wet his thin body.

"Why, why me!"

The boy roared, clenching his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, but he didn't feel the pain,

"Mingluo, what are you doing!"

An older teenager rushed into the rain, took off his coat and covered the top of the boy's head, "What are you doing outside in such rain, hurry back, don't suffer the cold!"

"I don't want it!"

Ming Luo rudely ripped off his clothes, then grabbed the placket of another teenager tightly and shouted, "I'm not a waste! Chenhao, you tell me I'm not a waste!"

"Second brother knows that you are not a waste!" Chen Hao's voice was a little choked, he hugged Ming Luo into his arms and hugged him tightly, "Second brother believes in you, you are by no means a waste in their mouths, you don't care what they say, just be yourself-"

"However, this time, I still failed!" Ming Luo said lightly, his emotions slowly calmed down, and there was no longer Fang Cai's hysteria, but now this appearance made Chen Hao even more worried.

"Originally, I could sense the fighting spirit and store the fighting energy, but why, what happened, why did I become like this now. Mingluo broke free from Chenhao's embrace, shook his head and retreated step by step.

"Mingluo, it's okay, go back first, haven't we been looking for the cause of your illness? I believe second brother, your illness will be fine!" Chen Hao comforted, "Such a heavy rain will ruin you." ”

"I want to be quiet like this, you go back first, I'll go to the ancestral hall. Ming Luo said softly, and Zhao Chenhao waved his hand, "Don't come with me, I want to be alone and quiet." ”

With that, he ran away quickly, leaving Chen Hao alone in the rain.

"Mingluo-" Chen Hao's eyes were full of pain, and he could only shake his head helplessly in the end.

The door of the ancestral hall was pushed open by Mingluo with a "squeak", and he slowly walked in soaking wet, leaving a puddle of rain behind him.

"Oh, who came to the ancestral hall so late, it turned out to be the third young master!"

A small guy dressed in a subordinate clothes was cleaning there, and when he saw Mingluo who was soaking wet, he said playfully with disdain.

"Get out!"

Ming Luo roared with a hideous face.

The little guy's face changed slightly, but he still listened to Ming Luo's words and retreated, and when he walked to Ming Luo's side, he deliberately lengthened his voice and said, "I really don't know how the Ye family came out with such a son, hmph, you can't cultivate, even we are not as good!"

Ye Mingluo didn't look at the little guy, and the little guy saw that Ye Mingluo didn't react, and he was even more arrogant and laughed a few times before leaving.

When Ye Mingluo was the only one left in the entire ancestral hall, Ye Mingluo's whole body collapsed on the ground as if he had collapsed, and he smiled weakly: "Third Young Master of the Ye Family, hmph, what kind of young master am I, even my subordinates can bully me, and my ancestors and ancestors, will you blame me for losing the people of the Ye family and sweeping your face, hahaha-"

His smile was very bitter, tears instantly snatched out of his eyes, he didn't want to be like this, wasn't he the most talented descendant of the Ye family at the beginning? Why, now he has become the most unspeakable shame of the Ye family?

His mind gradually returned to the daytime.

"You're testing it again today?"

A middle-aged man about forty years old glanced at the thin Ye Mingluo, and said without raising his head.

"Yes!"

Ye Mingluo said categorically, and the clansmen who walked by from time to time around him pointed at him after seeing him, he took a deep breath, ignored the strange eyes around him, gritted his teeth and said, "Let me try again!"

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Mingluo, shook his head and said, "Third Young Master, I advise you not to try, even if you try a few more times, the result will still be the same." ”

"I don't believe it!"

The middle-aged man sighed, looked at the young man's stubborn eyes, and finally compromised, took him to the altar where the clan's fighting spirit was tested, and said, "Stand up." ”

Ye Mingluo nodded and walked up to the altar, and after a long time, the altar did not react at all.

"See, Third Young Master, if you have a Dou Qi reaction on your body, then the Holy Altar will change with your Dou Qi level, and you can't even reach the initial level of the Yellow Rank now. The middle-aged man said expressionlessly, "Don't waste any more time in the future, you won't have any hope at all." ”

"Why?" Ye Mingluo was struck by the cruel reality.

"Because-" The middle-aged man stared at Ye Mingluo and hesitated for a while, but finally decided to tell the secret that their Ye family had hidden for a long time, "Third Young Master, your spiritual root has long been destroyed!"

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"My spiritual root has been destroyed, I can't cultivate, I'm in the Ye family, and as a descendant of the Ye family, I'm just a mediocre person, haha, this god really played a big joke on me!"

Ye Mingluo roared, his eyes were red, he slowly raised his right hand to look at it, the spiritual root was destroyed, when did it happen, why was he destroyed for no reason?

"Why did I become like this, why was it that I was destroyed by the spiritual root?" Ye Mingluo put down his right hand, staring blankly at the countless spiritual positions in the ancestral hall, he felt as if his heart had been slashed by something, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

"I'm not convinced!"

Ye Mingluo shouted this sentence with a hideous face.

"What if the spiritual root is destroyed, I don't want to give in like this, I don't believe it, there is no practice in this world that I can cultivate!" Ye Mingluo roared, his right hand tightly covering his chest, "I can't let me become the laughing stock of the Ye family!"

"Child—"

An old voice sounded from behind Ye Mingluo, who looked back and saw a white-haired old man standing behind him.

"Grandpa—"

Ye Mingluo lowered her head and whispered.

Ye Lao slowly walked up to Ye Mingluo, leaned down, wiped the blood on Ye Mingluo's mouth, and said softly, "Do you want to cultivate so much?"

"Grandpa, I don't want to, I don't want to be a waste. ”

Looking at the old man in front of him who loved him the most, Ye Mingluo's voice was a little choked.

"I don't think my little Mingluo is a waste, in my eyes, you are still the best descendant of our Ye family. The old man gently stroked Ye Mingluo's head.

"Grandpa, don't comfort me, my spiritual root has been destroyed, and I can't sense the fighting spirit. ”

Ye Lao's expression instantly became solemn, and he said, "You know everything?"

Ye Mingluo nodded, and said with a lonely expression: "I'm thinking, what will be the reason why my spiritual root is destroyed, grandpa, I don't want to live a mediocre life like this, I want power, at least, I can have the power to protect the people I cherish, the power to not be bound by anything, I don't want to, I don't want to let what happened to my mother repeat it again-"

"Mingluo-" Ye Lao's application was a little complicated and looked at Ye Mingluo, it turned out that he had not forgotten what happened back then.

Five years ago, at the age of eight, Ming Luo saw his mother fall into the hands of the enemy.

It was a real holy war, and the people involved were all saint-level masters, and this was also the largest war that had occurred in the Ye family in the past hundred years, and the hidden realm of the Ye family was also destroyed quite a lot, although it ended in the victory of the Ye family, but the Ye family also paid a considerable price, losing nearly a hundred saint-level masters, as well as more than a dozen emperor-level masters, and Ming Luo's mother fell in that war.

For an eight-year-old child, it was quite cruel, because it was the enemy who infiltrated the barrier and kidnapped Mingluo and Chenluo, and Mingluo's mother suffered the fatal blow in order to save them, and finally when the enemy was repulsed, Yemingluo's mother also died of her injuries.

At that time, Mingluo was very quiet, and did not make any noise like ordinary children, but sat quietly beside his mother's corpse and waited, until the night old man and their father arrived after the victory, and then they wept loudly.

"Protect the people you cherish—" Ye Lao repeated Ye Mingluo's words in a low voice, and finally made a decision in his heart.

"Mingluo, I have a way for you to re-cultivate your Dou Qi!"

Ye Mingluo's eyes regained their brilliance the moment Ye Lao said this, and he grabbed Ye Lao's arm tightly and asked urgently, "Grandpa, how can I cultivate?"

"You answer me first, if cultivating Dou Qi will make you pay a very painful price because of this, and even you will encounter various crises in the future, and you may even pay the price of your life, do you still have a reason to cultivate?"

"I do!"

Ye Mingluo replied firmly, but there was a wry smile on Ye Lao's face.

"To be honest, I really don't want you to go there, let alone let you practice that exercise. ”

"Why?"

Ye Lao took a deep look at Ye Mingluo, then turned his gaze to those spirit positions, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, an inconspicuous spirit position flew into his hand.

"Grandpa, this is—" Ye Mingluo didn't understand what Ye Lao was doing.

The night old man bit his middle finger and swiped lightly on the spirit position, and with the contamination of blood, the spirit position also underwent subtle changes, a strange light flashed, followed by the distortion of space, and a black hole appeared in front of them.

Before Ye Mingluo could sigh at this wonderful change, he was gently pushed into the black hole by Ye Lao-