After Wei Qing left with a smile, a woman's voice came from the room: "He's not as stupid as you think, he must know what we know, but he just doesn't want to say it." ”

Ghost Su obviously hadn't gotten used to this voice yet, and when he reacted, he replied to the room: "I did think that Wei Qingxiao was just a gentleman before, but now, I can look at him." After all, in this world, he may be the only one left who can let you let your guard down. ”

"No, and you and Ji Ling, you say my relatives, forever. ”

"That's how we see the owner, so no matter what the owner decides, we will support the ······ unreservedly."

Before the ghost finished speaking, Ye Jinyi had already opened the door and walked out, which made the ghost stay stunned, just because for so many years, he was used to seeing the men's outfit of the night brocade, so for a while, he was a little unaccustomed to the current appearance of the night brocade clothes.

Now Ye Jinyi is not wearing the black suit, nor is she wearing a white wide-sleeved shirt like before, but wearing a sky-blue Luo skirt, and her black hair is no longer tied up high, but a simple bun, without the slightest embellishment on the bun, and the rest of the hair is neatly draped behind her.

Her face was not as bright as that of a sixteen-year-old, it was much lighter, and her eyebrows had become unusually cold because of years of tempering, but her eyes were as cold and deep as the silent night.

The ghost still remembers that the Qingtong tomb was destroyed that day, Ji Rong was seriously injured, Ji Ling was missing, and the people at the Qingtong tomb gate were almost killed and injured, and when they almost had no hope and no idea of life, it was the sixteen-year-old Ye Jinyi who walked towards them in a plain robe, bringing them hope and the determination to take revenge.

It's a pity that Ji Rong didn't survive the heavy injuries, and on the third day after Ye Jinyi found them, he died with regret, but he entrusted the twenty-eight shadow guards to a sixteen-year-old child before he died.

At that time, Ye Jinyi's eyes were lonely and cold, but there was a sense of perseverance, but it was this perseverance that made twenty-eight people willing to obey her and follow her, and this one was a full ten years.

In the past ten years, her eyes have become more and more cold and unforgiving, but at certain times they emit a soft and warm light, making it impossible to tell when she is real and when she is fake.

Even those closest to her sometimes wonder if the ruthless evil god was her, or the gentle night brocade was her.

But today, the ghost suddenly found the answer.

She is not a night brocade, nor is she an evil god, she is still the sad and helpless Jade Zhanyan who experienced the pain of losing her father and brother.

To this day, she made such a decision because she didn't want her departure to leave regret and sadness for those closest to her.

Ye Jinyi slowly crossed the threshold, looked up at the distant sky through the tall courtyard wall, her eyes were cold, her thin lips opened slightly, and she said lightly: "Today is the Lantern Festival." ”

Ghost Su lowered his head and said, "Yes, today is the Lantern Festival." ”

Ye Jinyi slowly looked sideways at him and said, "Count the days, Liu Su should be able to go to Tokyo today." ”

"If nothing else, you can get there at noon." ”

Ye Jinyi nodded and said, "We have been in Tokyo for ten years, have you ever seen the prosperous scene here?" ”

Ghost Su lowered his head and muttered for a long time before he said slowly: "I haven't seen it." ”

"Then go and see, you don't have to wait here tonight. ”

"Yes. ”

After the ghost left, Ye Jinyi slowly walked down the steps, lying on the stone couch and looking up at the clouds floating in the sky, or the light in the sky was slightly dazzling, she raised her arms to cover her eyes slightly.

"Two months. ”

The news on the rivers and lakes has always spread very quickly, but after half a day, the entire Boundless Mountain Villa knows about this matter, and the source of the news is actually from the Imperial Sword Mountain Villa.

After the theft of the Weeping Blood Sword passed, the two seniors Xin Lianzi and Ji Zhuzi seemed to have the intention of reconciliation, and they were always looking for an opportunity to show their sincerity.

And this time, Xin Lianzi personally sent his son Xin Ci to deliver a letter to the Boundless Villa, maybe it was a way to show goodwill.

Xin Ci has been standing in the hall for a long time, which means that he has presented the letter to Ren Xiaodu for a long time, but the simple and clear words on the letter seem to have become an obscure long poem when it arrives at Ren Xiaodu.

Xin Ci's legs were a little numb, he looked sideways at Ji Zizi, who was sitting next to him and gloating at the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but glance at his lips and muttered silently.

Ji Zhuzi originally came with the intention of watching the excitement, wanting to see if his nephew had grown, so he was happy to see Xin Ci's appearance of complaining in his heart, but after a long time, he also found something strange.

Ren Xiaodu's eyes kept staring at the letter, as if he was thinking about something, and as if he was worried about something, even Rong Ling, who had always been expressionless beside him, had some fluctuations in his expression.

Ji Zhuzi had also heard some rumors earlier, and knew that the advance of this martial arts conference was mainly due to the fact that there were too many things that happened in the rivers and lakes last year because of the Evil God Temple and Wuji Gate, so several major sects had to discuss the early holding in order to discuss ways to deal with the Evil God Temple and Wuji Gate.

Since the beginning of the martial arts conference, the two factions of good and evil have always participated together, the reason is very simple, they all think that what they are doing is right, and they are the righteous faction, so it is naturally still a little difficult to talk about which is right and which is evil.

Moreover, the martial arts conference is a grand event for the entire martial arts, so naturally there is no reason to exclude any sect.

But this time, it is not only Huashan, Emei and other factions and major mountain villa forces that want to get rid of the Evil God Temple and Wuji Gate this time, but also several killer sects that were once famous.

It is the first time that the two sides have such a unity of opinion, and it is also surprising.

Naturally, because Ren Xiaodu was puzzled by this news, Ji Zhuzi looked sideways at Ren Xiaoju and said: "There are too many things that happened in the last year, and now it is rare for the good and evil factions to agree on getting rid of the Evil God Temple and Wuji Gate, and it is understandable that the date will be advanced." ”

Ren Xiaoju slowly put down the letter in his hand, raised his head and glanced at Xin Ci, who was standing there with a bitter face, and said lightly: "Young Master Xin, please take a seat." ”

Hearing this, Xin Ci directly forgot to thank him, walked quickly to the side and sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea by the way.

Rong Ling glanced at the letter again, bowed her head and said, "Do you want to notify Jinyi?"

Ren Xiaoju waved his hand coldly, and said in a deep voice: "No need. ”

When Ji Zhuzi heard Rong Ling and Ren Xiaodu's words, he subconsciously asked: "In this martial arts conference, does the owner plan to take Jinyi and Ziqi with him?"

"No, Jinyi is resting at home, and Ziqi will go with me. Ren Xiaodu's tone was as cautious and cold as usual, without the slightest hint of joking.

Hearing this, Ji Zhuzi's eyebrows furrowed, and the hand holding the iron crutch tightened suddenly.

In previous years, Ren Xiaodu's participation in the martial arts conference must have been accompanied by Ye Jinyi, even if Ye Jinyi wore a mask and a hat with a veil, others couldn't see what he looked like at all, but as long as he stood on Ren Xiaodu's side, others would clearly know that this was the young owner of Wujing Villa, the future successor.

But now, Ren Xiaodu made it clear that he would only take Wei Qing to laugh, which shows that Ren Xiaodu has completely set up the night brocade clothes, if he gave Wei Qing the position of the young owner of the village just because he wanted to return his own son's name, then today he seems to have clearly told the world that Ren Ziqi is the successor of the future Boundless Villa.

Thinking of this, Ji Zhuzi sighed in his heart.

"That's better, during this period, Jinyi came to Jicheng to help my old man deal with some things, and Shen Yuan couldn't be busy. The machine asked tentatively, brushing his braided mustache.

Ren Xiaoju raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Ji Zhuzi with a heavy gaze, although he was a little old, but he was not stupid, how could he not see that Ji Zhuzi said these words this time just to hand over Ji Zhu City to Ye Jinyi and plan the future for Ye Jinyi.

After all, Boundless Mountain Villa and Jizhu City have long formed an inseparable whole in the past few decades, even if before Jizhu City joined Wujie Mountain Villa, Wujie Mountain Villa had other industrial operations, but there is no doubt that after having Jizhu City, Wujie Mountain Villa can be regarded as truly developing.

Therefore, the Boundless Villa without Jizhu City is no longer a Boundless Villa, and now the words of Jizhuzi reveal the meaning of taking over Jizhu City by Ye Jinyi, the purpose is to level the status of Ye Jinyi and Ren Ziqi in Wujie Villa.

But Ren Xiaoju didn't seem to be angry, he only said lightly: "If Jinyi is willing, it doesn't hurt if you want him to go to Jizhu City." ”

He has completely let go and put the power of choice in the hands of Ye Jinyi, which is nothing more than a conclusion that Ye Jinyi will never be willing to go to Jizhu City, otherwise, how could he give Ye Jinyi complete freedom during the martial arts conference.

Because he knew that he, the righteous son whom he regarded as his daughter, had important things to do, and any other things were undoubtedly burdens, and he was no longer willing to add burdens to her.