The girl looked at the grease dress, and cried out, tears rolling in her eyes, and she took a few steps back and said, "Little thief, what are you doing?" ”

"Sorry wow, I didn't mean to. Xiao Jia scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"Don't you have eyes?" said a teenager next to the girl, and asked, apparently trying to steal the limelight.

The girl calmed down very much, looked at the donkey meat on the ground, and the fat on her body, but she was nervous for a moment, and when she saw that it was just a child, she was calm, and hurriedly pulled the young man and said, "Zhou Lin, it's okay, it's okay." ”

"Sister, I'm sorry, please eat donkey meat. The little guy said apologetically, picked up the donkey meat on the ground, and blew the dust on it, but he used too much force, spit on it, and in the end, the little guy himself was a little disgusted and threw it away.

The girl's head was full of black lines, her figure flashed, a light held her to death, and the dirty dress on her body did not know where to go, replaced by a clean dress.

Her big watery eyes seemed to be able to speak, her red lips were moist, her teeth were shining, and she touched the little guy's head and said, "Little brother, whose child are you, there are too many people on the street, go home quickly." ”

Instead of blaming the little one, she smiled, didn't pay much attention to him, and turned away.

"Alas, it's a pity that such delicious meat. The little one was melancholy for a while, and left with a sigh.

He continued to walk forward, and for the first time felt that Nancheng was so prosperous and lively, and he hoped that he would come out to destroy it, and he didn't pay too much attention to such a building.

Some of the shopkeepers were a little scared when they saw him, but the little one didn't stop and left leisurely.

When he wanted to cross an alley and come to another street, he suddenly felt a sense of dizziness in his head, a little nauseous, and he lay on the ground weakly.

At this moment, a man came out quietly, his black robe covered his face, walked to the front, and picked up the little guy with one hand.

A burst of light lit up on his fingertips and pressed on Ye Tian's body, and then, still conscious, he felt a strong pressure rushing towards him.

Suddenly, at the neck of the little guy, the half of the crystal clear jade glowed, emitting a hazy halo that enveloped him, and in an instant, the pressure cultivation in his body disappeared, and the dizziness also disappeared completely.

"Mother, is that you?" the little guy muttered to himself, looking at the man in front of him in shock, and roared, "Who are you?"

"Nephew, I'm sorry. The black-robed man showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and his face was very gloomy.

"You're the second uncle!" the little guy immediately burst into tears, this turned out to be his second uncle, he just wanted to kill himself......

"Hong Ming, who let you give birth to such a gifted child. The man looked at the sky and muttered to himself, and then his face changed instantly.

"You've killed my parents, why don't you even let me go. The little one's gaze was strong, and he stood straight in the halo.

"If you transfer your Thunder Origin to Hong'er's body, will he be able to stand at the top of that world in the future?" Ye Long replied, revealing a sneer.

He stopped talking nonsense and reached out a hand to grab it, but the halo blocked it, as if it were hitting a stone.

He was stunned for a moment, and his face instantly turned cold: "Third brother, you couldn't fight me when you were alive, do you still want to protect your second son after you die?"

He stretched out his hand, directly supported the halo, and held the little guy inside in the palm of his hand.

However, it was not as he wished, and there was a sharp pain in that hand, which made him have to throw away the halo.

He didn't give up, punching one punch after another, he didn't dare to urge the powerful force, for fear of being known by the people on the street.

"Sneaky, what are you doing. With a loud shout, Ye Zhongyu arrived in time, and when he saw Ye Tianhou, he was stunned, and a dazzling beam of light shot out.

Ye Long snorted coldly and left quite decisively, without showing his face from beginning to end.

Ye Zhongyu originally went to the palace, and when he came back, he felt that something was wrong in the alley, because this place was under the jurisdiction of the Ye Mansion, and if something happened, the impact was not good.

"Oh my God, are you alright? He asked.

"I'm fine. When the little one saw him, he was overjoyed.

"Who is that black-robed man?" Ye Zhongyu continued to ask.

The little guy didn't answer his question, but asked with red eyes, "Uncle...... Are my parents really gone?"

Ye Zhongyu sighed, not knowing how to answer this question, just gently stroked the little guy's head, and said softly: "Uncle is still here, don't worry, let's go back first." ”

The little guy followed behind Ye Zhongyu, feeling depressed, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart, all the while thinking back to what Ye Long said: "Are my parents really dead? No, it won't... Probably not..."

He separated from Ye Zhongyu and returned to his residence, lying on the soft bed, feeling the temperature in the bed, and cried at that time.

He was very lonely, had no playmates, no peers, his parents suddenly disappeared, and the second uncle wanted to solve him regardless of family affection. You're all on this kid who is less than five years old:...

Half a month later, the little guy sat cross-legged on a mountain peak in the ancestral land, he was very cheerful, knew how to heal himself, and no longer had that sad mood.

He flipped through the ancient book that the old man gave him, this book has been understood by the little guy, and he can basically memorize it upside down.

The Red Thunder Fist is being used more and more freely, and the power of thunder has gone to the next level, he is not just the same as before, he will only condense ball lightning, and the mystery of it is almost half understood.

He sat cross-legged on the mountain peak, clenched his little fists, and secretly cheered himself up: "Ye Tian, you can, you can definitely defeat Ye Yunhong." ”

There are still five or six days before the clan meeting, and the little guy has lived a very fulfilling life in the past few days, he has not gone to sabotage, and he is very sensible to take care of the old man, he knows very well in his heart, if he takes care of the old man, then he will be fine.

Recently, the little guy has been wandering between the ancestral land and the main hall, just to get other things that have never been revealed in the world from the hands of the old man and the Ye King.

Never talk about it, this guy is definitely a lick.

On this day, Ye Lick came to the retreat of the old man again, sat in front of him, and stared at the old man with a serious face.

This made Chen Lao uncomfortable for a while, and looked at him vigilantly: "What do you want to do." ”

"Ancestor, I want to go to the attic of the scriptures, can you help. The little guy used a coquettish tone, sticking to the old man.

"Stop!" Chen Lao had goosebumps and pushed him away: "It's useless for you to tell me, go find King Ye, he will definitely let you in." ”

"I looked for it, and he said that when I defeated Ye Yunhong, let me live there for two months and it would be fine. The little one pouted.

"Then you will try to defeat him and live in the attic for two months. ”

"I'm sorry for taking care of him for so long, hey. Ye Lick sighed, obviously a little uneasy.

The Ye family meeting is imminent, and it is also a grand banquet once in a hundred years, and many strong people who have been invited to participate have already arrived.

The people of the Ye family arranged them in a manor area.

Each great sect opens a clan meeting, which can give those strong people a chance to make friends, some may not have seen each other for a hundred years, or even longer.

The Ye family is not a top force in Nancheng, as well as in this continent, but it also has its own weight, therefore, there are also many people who come to watch this competition, first, to make friends, and secondly, to take this opportunity to see the ability of the Ye family's juniors, after all, for such a family, it is extremely important to have fresh blood.

Yefu, on a cloud-shrouded mountain peak, a middle-aged man sat in the clouds, with a stone table in front of him, and a delicate tea set was placed on the stone table.

"Lao Zhao, my strength has improved a lot recently. The middle-aged man opened his mouth and took a leisurely sip of tea.

After speaking, he felt that the void of the previous year was slightly turbulent, and when he raised his head, he saw a middle-aged figure appearing, he was dressed in a white robe, sitting on the stone bench, very unceremoniously got a cup of tea, and drank it.

"Xiaoye, yes, your tea art is getting more and more exquisite. The middle-aged man named Lao Zhao laughed and said to the middle-aged.

"Brother Zhao, hurry up and have another drink. "That middle-aged man is Ye Zhongtian.

Lao Zhao is the prince of another ancient country, King Zhao, he and Ye Zhongtian are good friends, and the Ye family will meet, so he naturally rushed here.

"Alas, the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range has not been quiet lately. Lao Zhao sighed.

"How?"

"Some time ago, there was an abnormality in the magic mountain, and two people were taken away by the grimaces on the top of the mountain? The Purple Wolf King almost fell. Lao Zhao said slowly.

"Lei Jiang, is that the person who is a human race, but who has established a sect in the Hundred Beast Mountain Range?" Ye Zhongtian asked.

"That's right!"

Ye Zhongtian didn't answer, his face was cloudy, and he kept recalling what Lao Zhao said.

"When the clan meeting is over, you can rest. Lao Zhao looked at him with some envy.

"What's the matter, we have to wait for the candidates to grow up. Ye Zhongtian shrugged his shoulders and expressed helplessness.

"I also know what happened in Ye Mansion recently, you...... Alas... Hello. Lao Zhao gently patted Ye Zhong's shoulder, said without saying anything, and then left here.