Chapter 17 The Bearer, Hate or Not Hate
What kind of existence is the Ye family? What kind of interests and strength are hidden in their bloodline, what kind of interests and strength are hidden in their silence, which are worthy of being comprehensively targeted by other hostile families and neutral families?
So much so that ten years ago, after the disappearance of Ye Jiangyan, the father of the wind evil, the Ye family was suppressed to the point that there was no sense of existence of the top family, and even allowed the only bloodline of the third generation of the Ye family to be repeatedly framed by those family elites, and finally expelled from the house.
Even if he is framed, if he is still in the capital, those people will not directly ask for his life. But the old man Ye really believed that he had insulted Miss Fang's family, so he couldn't help but beat him up and banished him to this remote Sichuan capital.
Here, no one will know that he is the young master of the Ye family, and no one will care about his identity as the only seedling of the Ye family. Why did the Ye family think that he could survive? Do you really think that he can still yell at a time of crisis, "I am the Ye family Ye Fengxie"? Based on the few years of boxing and kicking he practiced when he was a teenager? Or is it his consistent attitude of not wanting to cause trouble?
If so, the wind evil can be considered to understand a little. But they were wrong, just as the Wind Evil expected that he would be able to escape from the Yagami Sect. The moment Ye Fengxie left the house, he had exhausted all his strength, even the hope of life.
He was like a puppet, doing nothing and saying nothing. He doesn't talk much, he doesn't even have too much contact with the three people in the dormitory, even if they are all good. It's a pity that even if he is like a puppet, right and wrong will always find him by chance.
He had no desire to survive, and in the face of the siege of the gangsters, he did not flee or resist. He thought he was in good health and would be fine if he got through it. He is to blame for this, he is to blame himself, but in the final analysis, he is to blame for those who hurt him, those who hurt him, and those who don't care about him.
The ten years of his youth should have been a simple and beautiful time, but Ye Fengxie had already become accustomed to being difficult to appeal, accustomed to carrying notoriety, and accustomed to enduring and enduring again and again. When he should have hated the most, his heart was dead. What is alive is just a trace of obsession, and a trace of ridiculous obsession that can't tell whether it is love or hate.
It's ridiculous that such a pathetic desperate obsession actually supports him, so that he has the life to wait, humbly waiting. Wait for a reason, wait for an apology, wait for the Ye family to take him home.
It's a pity that he can't wait after all......
This Ye family, this world, is too ridiculous. This young man is too sad.
If the Ye family is not one of the nine major families in the capital on the surface, if they have enough strength, why don't they act, why do they push Ye Fengevil step by step to the abyss of destruction.
If the Ye family had a reason to hide, what was hidden and what was exposed? Let them watch Ye Fengxie live so forbearantly and humbly? Let them be silent, by Ye Fengxie, a child, since the age of seven, a person has faced the design that has intensified again and again, and faced the stain on Fang Xun that he only didn't want to bear later.
What kind of reason, it is worth their silence, it is worth letting Ye Fengxie, a young master who should have been held in the palm of his hand, for the sake of the safety of the Ye family that he thought he thought was safe, he took it without a bottom line, and blindly endured humiliation.
All of them are his fault. The Ye family acquiesced, and he was expelled in humiliation......
But why, why is he the one who was sacrificed? Not to mention such an obvious trap, if you spend a little effort to verify, just look at the situation, and there are a few people who are so confused that they don't understand anything.
Why give up so easily, give up the only bloodline of the third generation of the Ye family, and give up their grandsons and nephews......
and Ye Fengxie's mother, the woman who suddenly announced that she was going to Tianhai to do business and never met again......
Everything that Ye Fengxie endured inexplicably was not only what Ye Fengxie wanted to ask, but also what Fengxie himself wanted to ask, even if he had always been lazy. Ever since he occupied his body and lived as Ye Fengxie, he had thought about it more than once. But Ye Fengxie didn't experience it, and he had no way of knowing.
Everything, just question marks. But in any case, this heavy burden should not be borne by a child.
For the Ye family, the wind evil is resentful. But he can't actually hate at all. Because Ye Fengxie's obsession has never been expelled. He could not bear to be expelled because they were different people. But his sorrow, the betrayal of his family, and the evil of the wind understand. So he hates. But Ye Feng is evil, probably still doesn't hate.
One ruthless, the other amorous. The two are so different, but they are the same, so lonely.
Ye Fengxie, I accepted your order, and I should have accepted your will, but I'm sorry, I can't do it.
After all, you are you, I am me, I am an evil son! I am not a good person! I will avenge your hatred for you, and I will seek your grievances for you, but only for the Ye family, if you have done too much, don't blame me.
These words, in his heart, he said them to Ye Fengxie. But that's probably not what others want to hear. Therefore, after all, that obsession is only slightly dissolved, and it can never be completely dissipated.
Underwater, the wind sighed and turned to float upward. A vague figure, I can't tell how lonely it is.
In his eyes, a trace of longing, glowing, betrayed him inferiorly......
The spiritual power is only one percent left, and the mood is not good, and he has a fish on his back. The wind demon was slow to rise from the water, and lost its sharpness when it landed on the shore. So much so that you will bump into a person who happens to be walking by.
Surprised, the wind evil tried to turn sideways, but the man actually turned around and slashed at it with a palm. The wind evil, which was already barely twisting her body, was no longer able to dodge, so she had to let her slash her palm on her shoulder......
With a wry smile, the wind demon fell into the water, and the fish also took the opportunity to slip away. Feng Xie cursed in his heart, but he knew that he was neither the opponent of that person, nor could he do anything with her. So, he quietly turned to another shore, flew out, and walked towards the man.
Even if he is defeated, it is definitely not his way to fight back if he is attacked by someone. But this time, he really couldn't fight back. It's not that I pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, it's just that this acquaintance still helped himself. What can I do, at most complain.
He took a breath helplessly and exhaled a long breath, although he didn't want to hide the dissatisfaction in his eyes at all, he still restrained a little. As for the strength that originally wanted to fight back, he silently collected it a moment before falling into the water. For her, the wind evil has always been helpless......
"Ye Fengxie, is that you?" a soft voice pierced through the space and came.
"Besides me, is there anyone else who won't fight back after you hit you this time......" Wind Evil responded in a muffled voice.
The sequelae caused by the sudden retraction, even if he didn't use much spiritual power, it was unavoidable, and although the damage of the backlash was small, it was not something that could be ignored in the current state. He was actually very unhappy.
He was originally a person with a small heart, even if he had some good feelings, it was extremely rare for him to take a slap in vain and not get angry. What's more, although she knew that Luo Mingling was a cultivator, she didn't expect her cultivation to reach such a point.