Chapter 62: Ye Ran, who doesn't want to inherit the family property
"Fart, if you are the third young master of the Ye family, do you still need to ask me to borrow money?" With the momentum of the Ye family, pulling out a piece of grass is more than a thousand spirit crystals, Ling Mu pulled a chair and sat on it, crossed Erlang's legs, and drank tea.
Ye Ran also pulled a chair and sat on it, "Young Master Ling, here's the thing, I had a quarrel with my father, and I have been running away from home all these years, and I will go home when I have no money." That little thing went out for some money. ”
was drinking Ling Mu, and was shocked by Ye Ran's words, he squirted out all the tea, "What are you running away from home!"
"What can I do, I want to step into the path of cultivation, but my father refuses, I want to inherit his position, I can only run away from home Unfortunately, my talent is not good, if I can't enter the Ancient Sword Sect as a miscellaneous servant this time, I can only go home to inherit the Ye family's inheritance." The more Ye Ran spoke, the more excited he became, and he stood up in the end.
Ling Mu also empathized with this, because when he was a child, he also told his father that he didn't want to be an emperor.
"But aren't you the third young master? Then don't you have two older brothers, what about them?"
Ye Ran waved his hand, "Don't mention it, my two elder brothers have been talented since they were children, and they were accepted as disciples by the Ancient Sword Sect early." ”
Only then did Ling Mu understand why Ye Ran's father was like this, the two eldest sons had entered the Ancient Sword Sect, and now such a talented younger son was also thinking about going to the Ancient Sword Sect as a miscellaneous servant every day.
There was a middle-aged man in the lobby of Ye Mansion, who was carefully checking the account books, and a figure outside hurriedly came in, "Master, the third young master is back." ”
"Oh, I'm afraid that bastard boy has no money again, and he will come back to get something?, just let him make trouble, anyway, as soon as tomorrow passes, he won't have a chance to join the Ancient Sword Sect, so honestly give me back to inherit the family property." The middle-aged man closed the account book and rubbed his eyebrows.
The housekeeper looked a little unnatural and said, "But this time the third young master brought back a person." ”
"Huh, bring someone back?" Ye Zheng put his hand down, "Let's take a look!"
finally survived until Ye Ran was about to become an adult, but he couldn't let the kid who didn't know where he came from spoil his good deeds at this time.
After Ye Ran and Ling Mu made it clear, they were about to leave, and just walked to the door, they saw the door being pushed open from the outside, and a middle-aged man walked in.
"Father. Ye Ran saw the middle-aged man hurriedly bent down and said.
"Don't call me father! Sooner or later, you can make me angry to death!" Glancing at his uncompetitive son, Ye Zheng shook his head and turned his gaze to Ling Mu again, "Who is this little friend?"
Ling Mu took a step forward, clenched his fists and said, "Under Ling Mu!"
Ye Zheng looked at Ling Mu from top to bottom with his gaze and beckoned, "Steward Xu, take Ye Ran down, I have something to say to Ling Gongzi." ”
"Ling Mu must not be blinded by money, he must remember my goal!" Ye Ran realized something at this time, and shouted at Ling Mu.
Steward Xu walked up to Ye Ran, "Third Young Master, let's go." ”
Ye Ran knew that he had no power to resist in front of Steward Xu, so he could only walk out unwillingly. Steward Xu also walked out and closed the door, but he didn't go far but stood at the door.
Steward Xu heard it through a door, and Ye Zheng said, "This little friend of Ling Mu is for the Ancient Sword Sect."
"Exactly. ”
"I don't know if Xiaoyou has a family now. ”
"Alone. ”
"Hey, I only have one disobedient son, I want him to inherit the family business, he has to go to the Ancient Sword Sect to do miscellaneous labor, it's really infuriating. ”
"Uncle Ye, don't blame, everyone has their own dreams, doesn't they?"
"It's better to do this, I'll give you money, and you can go find someone else. ”
Boom, as soon as Steward Xu heard it, he knew that Ye Zheng had poured Lingjing to the ground this time, and the harsh sound made Steward Xu cover his ears.
"Uncle Ye, what do you mean by this, since I have already promised Ling Gongzi, I will not miss the appointment. Besides, it would not be a good thing to let Ling Gongzi go to the Ancient Sword Sect to temper it. ”
"That's it, let him be, then don't disturb Ling Gongzi's rest. ”
"Crunch. Steward Xu, who was standing outside the house, saw that the door was pushed open, Ye Zheng walked out a little angry, Steward Xu looked at the room again, looked at the spirit crystal inside and shook his head helplessly, and also followed Ye Zheng's footsteps and walked back.
Ye Ran, who was watching from a distance, saw his father and Steward Xu walking out, and hurriedly ran over.
As soon as he entered the door and saw nearly one million spirit crystals on the ground, he wailed: "Ling Mu, you have received my father's money, and you want to throw me away!"
"Be quiet, it's true that your father bought me the money, but I can confiscate it. Ling Mu looked at the spirit crystals in this place, there were indeed a lot of them, and he was a little moved.
Ye Ran was overjoyed when he heard this. Grabbed a handful of spirit crystals from the ground and put them on the table, "This is to pay you back, hehe, the rest is mine." ”
As soon as Ye Ran squatted down and was about to put away the spirit crystal on the ground, he heard Ling Mu shouting, "Slow!"
"Brother Ling Mu, what's wrong. Ye Ran, who plunged headlong into the pile of money, didn't want to stop at all.
"Ahem, the money on the table is yours, and the money on the ground is mine. Ling Mu stretched out his finger and pointed to the money on the table.
When Ye Ran heard this, he sat on the ground weakly, and said without tears: "Brother Ling Mu, aren't you robbing clearly?"
"If you want to pass the assessment tomorrow and join the Ancient Sword Sect, listen to me honestly. Regardless of Ye Ran, who was sitting on the spirit crystal, Ling Mu put away all the spirit crystals on the ground in a blink of an eye.
The spirit crystals that were originally in the room became empty in an instant, Ye Ran bit and walked out, but he didn't take a few steps and turned back, walking beside Ling Mu, "If you can't enter the Ancient Sword Sect tomorrow, I'll fight with you!"
After saying that, he picked up the only remaining spirit crystal on the table and ran out.
"Hey, as a rich second generation, this Ye Ran is still pitiful. Ling Mu closed the door, because there was nothing to do during the flight before, Ling Mu continued to refine the Blood Spirit Bead, and now there was only the last one left.
Took out the last blood spirit bead, Ling Mu swallowed it in one gulp, as his realm continued to improve, Ling Mu found that his sea of qi was like an invincible Tong, you must know that refining the aura of ten blood spirit beads was enough for a person who gathered spirits to break through to Huang Yuanjing.
And I just broke through the double layer, if I let others know, I am afraid that I will scold myself for being a rice bucket.
"Smack!" The blood spirit bead shattered in Ling Mu's body, turning into wisps of powder and floating towards Ling Mu's qi sea, at this time, Ling Mu's eighth circle of qi sea was only a little bit close to completion, which meant that Ling Mu was only a little short of breaking through to the eighth level of the spirit gathering mirror.
Ling Mu exhaled a breath of turbid air and opened his eyes.