Ye Qingyu opened his mouth and actually invited Ye Qingxuan to join the army, which made Ye Qingxuan's heart jump slightly, and his eyes lit up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In any case, the army is indeed the greatest force that rules the secular world, and those who have passed down the world are almost always in a state of semi-seclusion and half-accession, and they don't care about these at all, so they acquiesce to the existence of palaces and county towns.

Moreover, when they recruited disciples, they also had to rely on the majesty of several kings.

Therefore, the army has always been one of the first few places in Ye Qingxuan's heart that he wants to join.

It's just that in Shangguan County, Mu Zixiao, the eldest son of the county lord Mu Yunxiao, is in charge of more than half of the military power, and in the Dragon Armor Guard, he is the one who says the same!

If Ye Qingxuan joins the army, it will be really bad if Mu Zixuan takes a fancy to him one day and asks Ye Qingxuan to help him compete for the position of Shaojun.

After all, he had already controlled Mu Zihong with the Gu Soul Pill, and he still hoped that Mu Zihong could ascend to the position of the young county and inherit the position of the county lord in the future, so that he would have a solid backing out of thin air, and many things that should not be brought forward could also be solved by him.

And from the perspective of heart, Mu Zihui is indeed not suitable for sitting in this position, just like the ancient dynasty in his previous life, Mu Zihui may be a great general who has made great achievements, but he is definitely not an emperor who sits firmly in the country, he is too straight, and the dark side of his heart is much worse than Mu Zihong.

After thinking for a while, Ye Qingxuan said: "Second brother, I'd better think about it first, you know that I'm used to being lazy, I'm afraid I won't be able to adapt to the strict military discipline of the army for a while." ”

Ye Qingyu was slightly stunned, and then said with a smile: "Yes, it is indeed quite free to be alone, but when do you really want to join us, come to the county town to find us, welcome at any time." ”

The dozen or so dragon armor guards who followed him also showed him a friendly smile, with a bit of awe and respect in their eyes that can only be found when looking at a strong person, one bite of a seventh young master, which made Ye Qingxuan a little embarrassed.

After seeing them leave, Ye Qingxuan looked into the distance, his gaze suddenly became extremely distant, this Yunfeng Mansion, it seems that he can't stay for long, and it's time to leave.

The Eastern Xuanjing Realm is now full of ups and downs, and a large net of Xuanmen covers a territory of millions of miles, and there will be no pure land anywhere.

And soon, the biggest secret about this living planet will be revealed, and at that time, let alone the Eastern Xuan Realm, the land of the Seven Realms will be involved.

The Divine Envoy of the Temple, the Heavenly Guardian of the Heavenly Domain, these existences that countless people look up to will also come.

At that time, it will be a chaos more terrible than the tide of beasts, and no one can be left alone.

The next day, before dawn, the eastern sky was gray, and Ye Qingxuan had already walked out of his room.

Standing at the door of the courtyard, Ye Qingxuan looked at this place where he had lived for more than ten years, and the look in his eyes became extremely complicated, full of reluctance and attachment.

"What's going on?" at that moment, a lazy voice came from outside the door.

Ye Qingxuan turned around to look and found that his father Ye Yunge didn't know when he appeared there, leaning against the door, turning his head to look at him.

Today, he is wearing a white shirt, outstanding, black and thick hair, tied up at this time, neatly draped behind his head, a few strands of hair hanging down between his temples, a little more elegant temperament, especially his face, the sloppy stubble has also been scraped off, revealing a white and handsome face, the sword eyebrows are erected, a pair of eyes are as deep as the starry sky, black, as if it can suck people's souls in, and it contains a pool of spring water as gentle, just like looking at Ye Qingxuan gently, like a kind father.

"What's the matter, you're dressed so handsomely, are you going out to hook up with someone's girl again?" Ye Qingxuan looked at him with a smile.

Ye Yunge stretched lazily: "Yes, I have been decadent for more than ten years, and those little ladies outside are afraid that they will forget about me, so I have to go out and let them get to know each other again." ”

Ye Qingxuan laughed and said: "How many aunts did you find me outside, can you get together the three thousand beauties in the harem?"

Ye Yunge's face instantly became extremely embarrassed, he coughed a few times, and said vaguely: "There are few, not few." ”

Ye Qingxuan smiled and said, "Don't meet a few women at that time, and finally find out that it's not you who have a daughter!"

When he said this, he couldn't help but think of the Duan Zhengchun in the novel "Dragon Babu" in his previous life, who was also romantic, a beautiful man.

With a wave of his hand, Ye Qingxuan raised his feet and walked out of the door, and a hearty voice came: "Let's go, I hope that next time we see you, your cultivation will be a little higher than mine." ”

Ye Yunge watched him pass by him, a gentle smile always appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes always fell on him, and when he watched him walk far away, he said loudly: "Son, if you can't hold it outside, call it Dad, within these seven realms, no one dares to call me invincible in front of Ye Yunge!"

As he spoke, he threw something at Ye Qingxuan, which was firmly taken by Ye Qingxuan in his hand.

The domineering and arrogant words resounded in the Ye Mansion, like the emperor swearing an oath, like the gods talking nonsense, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Ye Yunchu, who was meditating and cultivating, opened his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and his blood was boiling at this time, the third brother who walked out of the house before the coming-of-age ceremony was finally going to go out of the mountain again?

Ye Cangxiong stood in front of the window of the study, his eyes showed a strong look of relief, everyone only knew the surprise of the Ye family boss, and how would they know that the most satisfying thing for him was that this talent was not outstanding, but no one dared to respect the third child in the land of the Seven Realms!

The mansion lord Bai Shili stood on the top of the pavilion, looking at the direction of the Ye family, and after perceiving this scene, he was inexplicably relieved in his heart, sitting in the position of the mansion master for so many years, the reason why he has been treating the Ye family with courtesy is because of Ye Yunge's existence, seeing that he seems to be finally leaving the Ye Mansion at this time, the biggest stone in his heart has also landed.

In the auction house, Huang Fei looked in the direction of Ye Mansion from afar, and his eyes were soft, containing indescribable tenderness and sweetness.

Ye Qingxuan walked out of the door, walked out of Yunfeng Mansion, and resolutely walked into the wonderful world.

Ye Yunge stood in the clouds, watching Ye Qingxuan's figure gradually disappear into the dense forest of Blue Wolf Mountain, and then he resolutely turned around, and two bright rainbows shot out of his eyes, tearing through the sky and illuminating the heavens and the earth, as if the dawn had come in advance, just like this, stepping on the void, one thousand miles in one step, and disappearing here in the blink of an eye.

Not long after he left, Huang Fei also left this place where he had stayed for more than ten years, the charming temperament on his body was restrained, and the majesty between his eyebrows was like a queen!

Thirty years ago, a minor child of the Ye family walked out of here and wrote an undefeated legend in the vast land of the Seven Realms with mediocre qualifications.

Thirty years later, what kind of myth will his son, who is as mediocre as his qualifications, write when he walks out of here?