Chapter Seventy-Seven: Pretending Not to Be Beaten (Asking for Collection)

(There is not much of a collection, almost all of it is gone/(愒o愒)/~~ Please collect, please be merciful, don't delete the book [pretend to be pitiful]~~)

Ye Yunge's silent appearance surprised everyone, and when he disappeared in front of him with one step, all he left behind was countless shocks!

When did the mediocre Sanbo have such a means?

It was a question that haunted everyone's minds, but soon, they suppressed this question in their hearts, and then quickly ran towards the courtyard where they were. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Hongyan was even more like she had lost her soul, her face was pale at this time, and she felt like her heart had been taken out, she couldn't imagine what her life would be like without the existence of her younger brother?

Concubine Ye Hongfei also lost her face at this time, looking at Ye Hongyan beside her, for the first time, there was no target, and comforted her: "Don't worry, the seventh brother has a great life, and it will be fine." ā€

Ye Hongyan nodded absentmindedly, her heart like a mess.

When they arrived at the other courtyard, they saw Ye Yunge lying on the wooden chair in the courtyard as always, wandering gracefully, holding the wine gourd and drowsy, which made people really wonder if the person who made such an earth-shattering move just now was he?

Several people came to the house and found Ye Qingxuan lying on the bed, with new skin exposed in many burned places on his body, and his breath was even, without any signs of serious injuries and dying.

This scene of judging the two of them before and after made everyone look at each other again, and the question appeared in their hearts again, is this mediocre and decadent third uncle really a hermit master?

"Have you seen enough, just leave quickly, don't disturb his rest!" Ye Yunge's voice came from the courtyard, and he unceremoniously ordered the eviction.

Ye Qingyu and Ye Qingtian had strange faces, and then walked out of the house without saying a word, leaving only Ye Hongyan alone.

When they came to the courtyard and saw Ye Yunge lying on a chair half asleep, the strange color in their eyes became more and more intense, staring at him non-stop, as if they wanted to see him through.

When he walked to the door, Ye Yunge suddenly spoke: "Second brother, you stay for a while." ā€

The second eldest in his mouth is naturally the second young master of the younger generation of the Ye family - Ye Qingyu!

Ye Qingyu stopped, walked in front of Ye Yunge, and said, "Third Uncle told me something?"

At this time, he also realized something, so he seemed very respectful in his words, and he didn't show any arrogance at all because his cultivation was higher than the other party.

Ye Yunge opened his eyes, and for a moment it seemed that the universe was reversed, the sun and moon changed, the stars were disillusioned, and all kinds of terrible scenes were interpreted in his eyes, which were so profound that people's souls were almost immersed in them.

Ye Qingyu's heart set off a turbulent wave, and his whole body stiffened at this time.

What kind of eyes are that, as if they contain the avenue of heaven and earth, as deep as the starry sky, and they have read all the vicissitudes of the world.

"Tell me, what have you encountered along the way?" Ye Yunge said flatly, but there was a coercion that suffocated Ye Qingyu, feeling like he was facing an emperor, even when facing the county lord Mu Yunxiao, he had never experienced such pressure.

Ye Qingyu's expression was even more respectful, and at this time, he truly realized that his third uncle was really deeply hidden, and his cultivation was absolutely terrifying.

He didn't hide anything, he told what he had happened along the way, the black-robed man, the altar, the jade tablet engraved with "Xuantian", the black silk thread, the life essence lost by the dead creatures, and the essence of the Yuan essence vein, no matter how big or small, he told everything he knew.

Ye Yunge listened quietly, his calm face could not see any fluctuations, but in a pair of eyes, the beam of light shot out was as bright as a magic lamp, illuminating the eternals.

After saying what he knew, Ye Yunge pondered for a while, and then asked Ye Qingyu to go back first, while he himself sat on the chair and fell into deep thought, not coming back to his senses for a long time.

......

Time passed, and when Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes again, it was already five days later.

For the past five days, he has been in a coma, because that adventure was so terrifying, and the blazing sun divine power almost melted his entire person.

If it weren't for Ye Yunge's ability to wash his muscles and marrow with his own divine power, and reshape his muscles and flesh, I'm afraid that he would really be seriously injured and dying.

"Are you awake?" Ye Hongyan's surprised voice sounded, Ye Qingxuan opened her eyes, and when she saw her haggard face, she showed a look of guilt: "I'm sorry, sister, I made you worried." ā€

Ye Hongyan shook her head and looked at him gently: "As long as you're fine." ā€

Ye Qingxuan sat up and found that he had never been better than ever, feeling as if he had changed as a person, every inch of flesh and blood seemed to have been tempered by a thousand hammers, how much stronger than before?

At this time, he really felt that he had inexhaustible strength in his body, and every move seemed to be able to lift a mountain, which was not only the power of the tiger elephant, but also the power of the dragon elephant!

"Who healed the injuries on my body?" Ye Qingxuan showed a look of surprise, only he knew how bad his body was, even if he had the offering of a panacea, I am afraid that he would have to lie in bed for several months to recover.

But listening to Ye Hongyan, he woke up after only five days in a coma, which was completely unexpected by him.

When she said this, Ye Hongyan also showed a strange look, and whispered: "It seems to be ...... It's Daddy!"

Ye Qingxuan's eyes narrowed suddenly, and then the corners of his mouth set off a malicious arc, put on his clothes and walked out of the house.

When he came to the courtyard, Ye Qingxuan moved a chair to sit next to Ye Yunge, looking at him with a smile in his eyes, revealing a look of "I've seen it through, let you pretend again".

After a long time, Ye Yunge, who seemed to have just woken up, was startled by Ye Qingxuan, who was sitting next to him, and then showed a look of surprise: "It's okay so soon? Yes, with your sister's considerate care, it's strange if you don't get better quickly." ā€

"Pretend! You just pretend to me! The acting is very similar, why don't you apply for the Academy Awards?" Ye Qingxuan sneered.

Ye Yunge looked confused: "What is the Academy Award?"

"Ahem!" Ye Qingxuan coughed dryly a few times, secretly made a mistake, and said it smoothly.

Immediately after, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Yunge with a smile: "Divine power, if I remember correctly, it is a power that only monks above the Hengtian Realm can control, right?"

"At that realm, the soul contacts with heaven and earth, and transforms into a primordial god, which can better fit the avenue of heaven and earth, and the true qi in the body will also transform into divine power after baptism, which is extraordinary, which is why the powerhouse of the Hengtian realm can have a thousand-year lifespan. ā€

"Tut-tut, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that I, Ye Qingxuan, could have such a terrible father, and I would never be afraid of being beaten when I went out to pretend to be forced in the future!"

Ye Yunge also looked at him with a sneer: "Go ahead, go ahead, offend those great cultivators of the Yang Heaven Realm as much as possible, and beat those heirs of the Dao as much as possible, what demon spirits, ghosts and immortals, only a circle is considered a skill, if I make a move, I will not be your old man!"

"Damn, you're amazing!" Ye Qingxuan glared, his face full of indignation.

Ye Yunge squinted his eyes and lay down on the chair again, leisurely and comfortable.