Chapter Twenty-Three: Merry Tsing Yi
The man in Tsing Yi looked about thirty or forty years old, his temples were slightly white, and it could be seen from his face that he must have been the same as the man in white in front of him when he was young.
The man in Tsing Yi glanced at the person and said with a smile: "Isn't this Ye Yang Ye's eldest son?" ”
The man in white is none other than Ye Yang.
Ye Yang sat down, asked for a pot of oolong tea, and said to the man in Tsing Yi: "I didn't expect that the merry Wei Qingyi would also rest here, it really lives up to the reputation of the merry." ”
The man in Tsing Yi is the merry Tsing Yi Wei Chen, who ranks fifth in the martial arts evaluation.
"Alas, the name or anything is just the title of the world. In fact, you and I both know that the Xiaoyao Sword Immortal is not really carefree, and the romantic Tsing Yi is just a makeup style. Wei Chen smiled bitterly.
After a while, Xiao Er came over with a pot of oolong tea.
Xiao Er put the pot of tea on the table, looked at the handsome two, and couldn't help but be amazed.
Wei Chen glanced at the teapot and said with a smile: "It seems that your family loves to drink oolong." ”
"How so?" Ye Yang was a little puzzled by this sudden sentence.
Wei Chen looked at Ye Yang with a complicated look in his eyes: "He came here just now, and what he drank was also oolong." ”
"He, who?" Ye Yang was completely stunned at this moment.
"If you had to ask who it was, he would be your uncle." Wei Chen said word by word.
Ye Yang was shocked: "Do you know that he is still alive?" ”
"Of course, I've already met him just now." Wei Chen looked at Ye Yang's shocked expression and smiled playfully, "He told me that there were still some doubts about your aunt's affairs twenty years ago. He didn't want to kill his brother until the matter was clear. ”
"Joke," Ye Yang sneered, "Isn't my aunt as important as his brother?" Didn't his brother order him to hunt him down more than ten years ago? Straw bales are straw bales, and even if they survive, they are just stealing their lives. ”
Wei Chen said unhurriedly: "Why are you so angry? Perhaps, you underestimated him. ”
"Just him?" Ye Yang laughed angrily, "Even my aunt can't protect him well, if it wasn't for my aunt who sacrificed her life to save him, his grave grass wouldn't know how tall it would have grown." What can you do after 20 years of living secretly? ”
"He is now, and the realm is estimated to be above you and me." Wei Chen faced Ye Yang and said with a wry smile.
Ye Yang was stunned on the spot.
Wei Chen explained: "Although I don't know why, but when I saw him just now, the aura on his body had already reached the strength of the Pure Yuan of the Full Realm, and he was only one line away from the Mixed Yuan Realm. ”
Ye Yang looked at Wei Chen's eyes incredulously.
Seeing that Wei Chen didn't look like he was joking, Ye Yang squeezed out a few words from between his teeth for a long time: "How is it possible!" ”
Wei Chen shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Although I don't want to
Admitted, but it is. According to my observation, his realm is above mine, and his strength is probably not much inferior to Mu Feixing. ”
"In that case, why didn't he go into the palace to ask the emperor for an explanation and avenge my aunt?" Ye Yang stared at Wei Chen directly, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Wei Chen ignored his killing intent and said, "He said that his brother would not put him to death. The three thousand Xiliang Iron Riders appeared in Yanshui that night, and there must be another hidden story. ”
He paused, then continued, "You didn't know he was alive at first, but someone told you."
In the past, when you came out of the Sword Forest, you were determined to avenge your aunt, how come you now know that your uncle is still alive, so you put your hope on him?
Just because the emperor wants to harm him, you don't dare? Why, the higher the cultivation of the Easy Sword Immortal now, the more he spares his life, the more difficult it is to get free and easy? ”
Listening to Wei Chen's ridicule, Ye Yang slapped the table suddenly, and the teapot almost shattered into eight petals: "Wei Chen, you dare to insult me!" Don't deceive people too much, you're just my aunt's attendant! ”
The aura on Ye Yang's body leaked out, exuding a terrifying majesty, making the atmosphere of the entire teahouse extremely depressing.
There were some martial artists of three or four grades in the teahouse, and after feeling this coercion, their necks suddenly cooled, their legs became weak, and their hands trembled.
And the ordinary people who listen to books and drink tea are like no one else, they should eat and drink, and they don't take the situation here seriously at all.
Wei Chen unhurriedly released his own aura to compete with Ye Yang's gushing breath. Two powerful auras confronted each other, constantly colliding and consuming each other.
A little cold glint flashed in Wei Chen's eyes, but he smiled and said, "Ye Yang, if it's a martial arts competition, I, a Confucian student, don't think I'm your opponent." But if you force me to fight to the death, you will only have one way to die. ”
When Ye Yang heard this, he scoffed and smiled disdainfully.
But after a while, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Because he found that he was slowly falling into the disadvantage.
After all, Ye Yang had just entered the Pure Yuan Realm, his foundation was not solid, and his aura had not been significantly enhanced. And Wei Chen has been stepping into the Pure Yuan Realm as a Confucian for five years, and his perception of the Pure Yuan Realm far exceeds that of Ye Yang.
It's not a way to go on like this, and you can only lose in the end. Ye Yang had to grit his teeth and retract the aura he emanated.
As Wei Chen's breath slowly retracted, the other martial artists in the teahouse secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
They firmly believe that these two extremely powerful breaths, even if they only take one of them, are enough to directly crush themselves.
Fortunately, the two did not fight. They secretly rejoiced that they no longer paid attention to the situation here.
Ye Yang settled down and asked, "Say, what are your intentions to provoke me so much?" ”
"It's very simple," Wei Chenlang said with a smile, "Since the two of you, one is a coward, and you don't dare to go; One is a straw bale, reluctant to go. Then I, Wei Chen, will enter the palace, give you courage, and go to the emperor Lao'er to make a statement! ”
After speaking, he stood up, dusted off his green clothes, and said abruptly: "Who in the world doesn't want to be romantic!" Today, I am amorous in Tsing Yi Wei Chen, in front of the people of the world, I will show off once, romantic! ”
After saying that, he laughed and walked out of the teahouse quickly.
Ye Yang sat on the chair and watched the green clothes go away, stunned.
On the fifth day of the first month of the twentieth year of Fengtian, a shocking news came out of the White Emperor City: Wei Chen, who was merry in green clothes, broke into the palace alone, single-handedly injured more than 100 Ouchi guards, single-handedly challenged several first-class masters, and killed all the way to the emperor's 30 steps in front of the emperor, and walked away, without taking a single life.
As soon as this incident came out, the whole country was shocked.
Strangely, Emperor Zhong Lihao did not order Wei Chen to be arrested, but only let him go, and then strengthened the guards in the palace.
At dusk on the fifth day of the first lunar month, a man stood quietly at the head of the White Emperor City.
The green clothes on his body were spotless, and a few locks of white hair moved in the wind.
The man in Tsing Yi looked at the sunset, and a smile slowly appeared on his face: "Just do this out-of-the-ordinary thing, miss, Xiao Wei has never embarrassed you." ”
Merry Tsing Yi Wei Chen, independent of the city. His back, under the slanting sun, is even more freehand!