Actually, when I was writing this chapter, I was thinking about whether to use two hundred or two hundred, and after thinking about it, this is it.

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"None...... Heart. "My voice was hoarse, and I still sounded a little weak. Looking closely, the old man's chest had been pierced by corundum, and as he spoke, blood was constantly flowing out of his chest.

"Wuxin, I've been looking for you again for the past six months. The old man is Ye Yijian, at this moment, his gaze is no longer as gray as before, and there is already a look in his cloudy eyes, and he is no longer at a loss. Raising his hand with difficulty, the old man trembled and put his withered yellow palm close to Yan Wuxin's face, stroked it slightly, and said loudly: "I went to Jialing, I found the place that Zhiqiu said, I should have picked you up earlier." I have been helping you clean your parents' tombs, I have lived in that wooden house for half a year, life is really not good, for so many years, I have suffered you, it is the Ye family who is sorry for you, but it is also me who is not good, I should not have kicked your mother out of the Ye family back then, and let you suffer so much. ”

The old man's words were intermittent and inauthentic, even if Yan Wuxin was so close, many words could be guessed. The meaning is probably like this, and he can only understand seventy-seven-eighty-eight, looking at the old man's appearance more old than half a year ago, he knows that the old man's life has been difficult in the past six months. The old man's face came into view, and Yan Wuxin remembered that the old man came to give him the quilt when he first arrived in Lin'an half a year ago, and then a lot of things happened, and he knew that the old man was his mother's father.

A trace of the Ye family's leaves.

At this moment, the battle in the ancestral hall courtyard has stopped, and there are some Ye family disciples lying on the ground, but fortunately, the rain has stopped, and the injuries should not be aggravated if they are less affected by this cold. Speaking of which, the scene in front of me is no longer green, the continuous drizzle makes the green bricks more green, want to come when the sun returns, it will not be long before the green bricks will return to their original appearance, there is no doubt about this. As for today's blood, perhaps it will only be remembered occasionally with the small ditch of the Ye family and the first potholes in front of the ancestral hall, and in a few days, the ancestral hall will be renovated again, and these traces will eventually disappear.

When you think about it, what's the point?

For a while, there was a long silence in front of the ancestral hall. Looking at the young man in the courtyard and the old man in the arms of the young man, many people couldn't help but feel sad and sad, the most important of which was Ye Guang who fell to the ground. Ye Zhiqiu's previous attack was not heavy, with the idea of defeating him instead of killing him, [Qiu Yi] only broke through the puppet's outer armor, and did not go further, and Ye Guang only fell because of this, and he couldn't stand any serious injuries.

So, seeing Ye Jianyuan flying upside down on the ground, he couldn't care about himself, and crawled to Ye Jianyuan's side. The blood spit out stained Ye Guang's clothes red, watching his father's life continue to dissipate, Ye Guang desperately wiped the blood from the corner of Ye Jianyuan's mouth with his hands, but he wiped more and more. At his age, crying was the last thing he should have, but at this time, he couldn't do anything but cry.

Ye Guang's tears dripped down, and Ye Jianyuan opened his eyes extremely weakly, Yan Wuxin's previous action had cut off his vitality, and opening his eyes at this time might not even be considered a return to light. The sky was still blue and gray, the gloomy sky was not dazzling, looking at Ye Guang's grief-stricken appearance in front of him, he wanted to raise his hand, but the strength was no longer enough for him to do so. So he could only smile weakly, not enough for this smile to smile in the end, only the corners of his mouth were raised on his face, not laughing but more like mourning.

"Ah Guang, you must be strong. He thought of this, his eyes looked at Yan Wuxin's place and then completely lost his light, "I almost killed you, Old Ghost Ye, it is really you who are the most in the way, you can still be sober after taking the Three Corpses Pill, even if we tie this time." ”

His arm hung down, and Ye Jianyuan's life disappeared at this moment.

The same picture is presented in another place in the hall.

Looking at the old man's increasingly energetic face, Yan Wuxin knew that this was just a return to the light. At this time, Ye Yiji had more words than before, and he who had been silent many years ago seemed to want to say the words of these years at this moment, "unintentionally...... Cough...... It was my fault at the beginning, don't blame the Ye family, and ...... Over the years, he has been preparing the spiritual position of Tsing Yi, and it seems that I am really old and confused. A Thousand Mistakes...... All mistakes are the mistakes of our predecessors, and these mistakes will be taken away by us, so don't cling to this, this ...... Right...... You're not good. ”

Blood continued to pour out, the old man's face, which was still a little bright, dimmed again, and the hand that was attached to Yan Wuxin's face slowly fell, if Yan Wuxin hadn't held it hard, it would have fallen to the ground. Feeling the warmth in his hands, Ye Yijian showed a smile weakly, this time he opened his eyes vigorously, as if he wanted to reflect Yan Wuxin's face in his mind, with the last trace of strength, he said loudly: "I grew up in the Ye family since I was a child, and then I had your mother, right...... As far as we are concerned, the Ye family is our root, and if your mother knows about it, she will be very happy to see you return to the Ye family...... So, just forgive my grandfather this time, okay!?"

In the end, the voice was weak and inaudible, hearing that title, the tears in Yan Wuxin's eyes couldn't help but flow out, sliding down his cheeks, holding the palm of the old man, Yan Wuxin nodded desperately, and said a 'good' word in a choked voice. There was some comfort in his heart, and Ye Yijian's eyes had slowly closed, and in the end, what came to his mind was not his half-life glory of 'not getting old, the Ye family will not fall', but his daughter's appearance, the appearance of his grandson, fortunately, he did not forget their appearance.

His vision became blurred, the light in his eyes faded as darkness struck and consumed him. The next moment, he vaguely saw a glimmer of light, and in the light was his concern for half his life.

"Tsing Yi, you're coming to pick me up?!" he thought as his arm fell to the ground.

Unlike Ye Guang's howling and crying, silently, tears kept sliding down Yan Wuxin's cheeks. In fact, tears like rain describe a kind of sadness, a feeling that hurts the heart and cannot be spoken.

"Come on, take Ye Guang down for me. After waking up, Ye Konghu also listened to Ye Yiji's words in his ears. Unexpectedly, at the last moment of his life, the old man was still concerned about the Ye family, both brothers, Ye Yichen naturally knew what he thought in his heart, and the old man used his last hope for life to smooth out the resentment in Yan Wuxin's heart, so he naturally couldn't live up to Ye Yichen's thoughts.

The words in his ears made Yan Wuxin come back to his senses, looking at Ye Guang's appearance, he shook his head and hugged his grandfather's body tighter, but all he felt was cold, and the residual warmth gradually dissipated, and he said loudly: "Forget it, let's do it today." ”

For the Ye family, there are enough people who have left today. Nodding, Ye Konghu then said loudly: "From today on, Ye Jianyuan and Ye Guang are no longer the children of my Ye family, and they will be expelled from the Ye family from now on, and as for the others, hand over the puppets and give them a light punishment." ”

Yan Wuxin did not object to this sentence, he slowly stood up, he picked up Ye Yijian's body, and walked towards the tablet in the ancestral hall step by step. At the same time, he took out his mother's tablet from his arms and put it up, he looked back at the children of the Ye family who were constantly handing over the puppets behind him, his eyes slowly swept over everyone's faces, and then asked out loud: "Who else is against it now." ”

No one spoke.

On this day, there was a river of blood in the Ye family ancestral hall.

Also on this day, Lu Cheng returned to the Lu family from Minggong Pavilion.