In the Yefu Library Pavilion, the quiet atmosphere was suddenly broken by a dull sound of footsteps outside the corridor. Before a few of the guards guarding the outside could react, they were waved to death by the masters who strode towards them, and they fell to the ground with a pop.

Hearing this unusual sound, the old lady who was compiling the scriptures sighed heavily, put down the pen in her hand, raised her head and looked out at the door, and her face full of ravines added a little wind and frost: "You, you have finally come to this point!"

Against the noon sun, Ye Wendong's slender figure walked in with elegant steps, glanced at the scroll on the desk, and a smile appeared on his face: "Maybe you have already calculated this day? In this case, why don't you just be a little more happy, and choose this cowardly way? This is not like you back then! What about the terrifying Ye Laohu? How many people still remember your former majesty? Oh, probably because you are too old!" As soon as people get old, their hearts will soften, and they can't bear it, and they can't let it go, the palms and backs of their hands are full of meat, and they don't want to lose any of them, so they hide and prohibit all fights with an empty vernacular, so that the little girl can take over smoothly......"

The old lady frowned, stretched out her hand and pointed at the chair in front of her: "I know you are full of resentment, sit down and talk slowly!"

"No, no, in front of your old man, there is no place for me to sit. Just stand up. Ye Wendong waved his hand, staring at the deep and shallow wrinkles on the old man's face, as if he was remembering something, "I kind of understand, no matter how great a person is, he can't escape the ravages of time." If it had been twenty years ago, children would not have dared to take a breath in front of you, how could there be such a big opportunity to say nonsense, right?"

"You're right. The old lady sighed bitterly, "After so many years, we have all changed, and it is time to sit down and have a good talk." ”

"You're wrong this time, I'm here now, and I'm not going to talk to you properly. I'll just ask you, do you remember what you said to me?"

The old lady glanced at him, and the wrinkles on her face became even tighter: "Compared to your eldest brother, you are like a sparrow, you can never reach the height of the bird." ”

"Haha, that's it, that's it!" Ye Wendong slapped his palms and laughed, "Even his expression and tone haven't changed!" He suddenly smiled solemnly, with a hint of ferocity on his face, and said coldly: "It's a pity, you don't have that majestic face anymore! A dull old man, don't you think it's ridiculous to speak in this tone again?"

The old lady said lightly: "After so many years, my words are still the same. You have a violent temperament and are irritable, and although they have changed over the years, it is also because of their intentions. If you ascend to the position of the head of the family, no one will be able to suppress you, and you will intensify your efforts and bring ruin to the Ye family!"

Ye Wendong lowered his head, his eyes gradually became cold, and he said softly: "When is it, you still think you can teach me a lesson......

The old lady reached out and picked up a scripture book on the table, sighed, and said, "But, I-"

"Stop talking that self-righteous nonsense!" Ye Wendong roared angrily, the blue tendons on his forehead were exposed, and he suddenly swung out the dagger in his sleeve, accurately stabbing into the old lady's chest until he had no handle.

The old lady snorted, and lay down on the wooden chair softly, still clutching the unfinished scripture in her hands, but her eyes had completely lost their brightness.

Ye Wendong let go of the dagger and took two steps back, looking at the old man's stiff face, his face became red, he gasped heavily, and scolded in his mouth: "Old thing, this time you're dead! What a lifetime you used to be? Continue to shake your majesty in front of me! What a fool, do you think you can impress me with the affection of father and son? Lao Tzu has been waiting for so many years, and finally waited for this opportunity, will you ......give up because of a few words that you don't know whether to live or die?"

His voice became lower and lower, and finally it turned into a sobbing sound, and the eyes of the originally personable man were red, and tears could not stop flowing. In any case, he committed the crime of killing his father, but instead of enjoying the pleasure and satisfaction he expected, his shame and guilt turned into a sharp cone, piercing his beating heart more and more heavily, and his eyes moistened in the cloud.

However, he is also a hero, but after a moment of sadness, he stabilized his emotions, wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and looked at the scripture that the old lady was still holding on to after his death. The old lady holds the most important secret of the family, and it may be hidden in that scripture.

Ye Wendong wrenched the old lady's stiff fingers, took the scriptures, and found a letter after turning a few pages. He couldn't wait to open it and read it at a glance.

As he read, his face gradually changed. Because it was written in the letter that the old lady knew that his life was about to come to an end, reflecting on his past over the years, he felt that it was not good to choose Ye Yingru to be the head of the family, it was a mistake for her and the Ye family, and finally decided that the second son Wen Dong would inherit the throne, and after his seventieth birthday banquet next month, he would officially announce this order.

Today's words are just a warning and a knock!

Ye Wendong's gaze swept over the last line of the suicide note, as if his strength had been drained, and the fingers that approached the Tianyuan Sect Master couldn't bear the weight of this thin page, allowing it to slide down and fall through the cracks of his fingers. He suddenly crouched down, his arms around his head, and the mourning that penetrated into his bone marrow consumed him, and he was so sad that he could not breathe.

"Hahaha......" He suddenly sat down on the ground, looking like a madman, and laughed loudly beside the stiff old lady, laughing unscrupulously and with pleasure. But smiling and laughing, the intense sadness suddenly overwhelmed him again.

Such violent fluctuations of emotions even drowned out his perception and vigilance, and he could no longer feel any movement from the outside world, so that he did not hear the footsteps coming from behind him, and the subtle wind whistle hidden in the footsteps.

With a silent blow, the light flashed and disappeared, and Ye Wendong, who was sitting on the ground crying bitterly, suddenly bounced up like a shrimp out of the water, and suddenly fell, and when it fell, the live shrimp had become a dead shrimp.

What appeared behind Ye Wendong was a cripple on crutches, dressed in coarse linen clothes, carrying an old gray-white medicine box, which looked like a very ordinary walking man. He looked at Ye Wendong's dead eyes, opened his mouth, and shook his head again, as if sighing.

If Ye Wendong has a spirit after his death, and sees the cripple's mouth shape at this time, he should be able to know what he is talking about: "Ye Jiatianzhe will copy it, and that's it." After smelling the old man's soul for a month, hasn't he become a soft-footed shrimp?"

"Seven Peerless" Gu Wuzhi, a well-known murderer in the rivers and lakes, just listen to his nickname, you know that ordinary people dare not approach him within seven steps of him. Ye Wendong raised such a powerful doorman, but he never thought that he would also become a member of his "Seven Uniques" death list.

At this time, the footsteps of a large number of people came from outside the library pavilion, and Ye Wenfu, the third master who had been mixed in the willow lane of Flower Street all the year round, rushed over at this time in a bright body, and shouted loudly: "Who dares to be unfavorable to the old lady?"

The Lord is coming.

Gu Wuzhi showed a meaningful smile, and his figure disappeared in the darkness.