The cold plums in December, the heavy snow in the cold winter, the peach blossoms outside the city withered, and the branches were covered with snow. The palace city, which was once gorgeous, luxurious and magnificent, is now silver-white, and endless filth and filth are hidden in the unknown purgatory.

On the dark red plum stone platform, Qingge grabbed Ye Xuan's hair and lifted it up and dragged it to the center of the stone platform. Standing on the stone platform, facing Beiyue's many powerful princes and grandsons, he was calm and composed, "Ye Xuan won this battle."

"If you want to eat people, go to a place where you eat people."

Qingge threw Ye Xuan on the ground, slowly walked off the stone platform, looked at Yin Lan, and said, "Treat Ye Wu's wounds and send them back to Yangcheng."

Yinlan received the order.

Knowing that Qingge was sitting next to Ye Qingtian, Qin Lan walked up to the stone platform with a dark face and said something about the end. While she was talking, she looked at Qingge who was chatting and laughing with Xiao Cang and others, and a rage burned in her chest.

She should have done the announcement of the outcome of the battle, but Ye Qingge actually slapped her in the face nakedly.

After the battle, everyone left one after another.

Congratulations, and sad and left disappointed.

The so-called tribe comparison is just to choose the strongest among the weak in the tribe, but that's it.

Before the snow on the street melted, fresh snow covered it. The ancient and dark carriage walked towards the wheels of the imperial city. Inside the carriage, Beihuang sat opposite Beilinghai, without a trace of cold wind infiltrating.

"Brother, how do you think Ye Qingge's performance today?" Bei Huang closed his eyes and rested, raised his eyes and said.

Beilinghai hesitated for a while, as if he was brewing words. After a long time, he said, "It was shocking."

Although he had learned the news that Ye Qingge was Wuming and not a waste, no matter how he heard it, it was not as shocking as seeing it with his own eyes. The shocking impacted the eyes and pointed directly at the soul.

"Tell me, look." Beihuang sat upright, and the emperor's wind was undoubtedly revealed.

"The spiritual energy is pure, and the dantian is much stronger than that of ordinary people, otherwise such pure spiritual energy will not be extracted."

Beilinghai said in a casual manner, "Although the methods are cruel, they are just decisive. It is not something that ordinary females can do. The most unscrupulous thing to eliminate is that they are soft-hearted. A soft-hearted person will not become a great man. Later, tame Ye Xuan, use violence to fight violence, and have the style of a general, which is rare."

"good."

Beihuang nodded, he tightened the tiger-skin cloak on his body, and the carriage was shaking, but he was as bright as Mount Tai, "But there is one thing you didn't mention."

"There is another point?" Beilinghai frowned. After thinking about it carefully, he still didn't know what Beihuang was talking about.

Beihuangdao: "There are countless people in the sidelines. Even if there is a list in hand, it is difficult to remember them all. But she only heard the name for a moment and knew that the other party was from Yangcheng. It can be seen that she is very familiar with this list. Maybe she remembers more than that."

"Know yourself and your enemy."

Beilinghai was surprised, "I thought it was cruel but I had a delicate heart."

Beihuang pursed her lips and smiled, "Only by combining hardness and softness, can we look at the world with smile."

The carriage stopped, and the servant outside the carriage stood beside the carriage and said respectfully: "Crown Prince, Seventh Prince, the palace has arrived."

"Let's go and meet your father. I believe he also wants to know the wonderful things about the family competition today and night." Beihuangdao.

Beilinghai lifted the curtain forward, Beihuang walked down gracefully, and Beilinghai followed closely behind.

Standing in front of the palace gate, the palace was deep, the setting sun was as bloody as the black cloak was covering Beihuang. Beihuang suddenly turned around and looked behind Wuren. The dark and deep pupils gradually rippled, and they were rippling all winter.

There are beautiful women in the north who can see the city and the country.

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Yejia.

After everyone left, Qin Lan stayed to take back the endgame and prepare what she needed tomorrow, as well as the remaining battle list. The clan ratio is a major event for the Ye family, so you can't be careless.

"Mrs. Is she sick?"

The sound of Qingyue suddenly sounded, and Qin Lan suddenly looked back and Ye Wuhen leaned against a tree, narrowing his eyes and smiling at him, feeling a little comfortable.

"Ye Wuhen?" Qin Lan sneered, "You can only say some sarcastic words?"

"No matter what I say, I am the young master of the Ye family. How could I just say sarcastic words?" Ye Wuhen walked forward, his eyes swept coldly towards the maids and servants on both sides as sharp as a sword. Suddenly, the servants who were still cleaning just now retreated obediently. Qin Lan frowned and looked at Ye Wuhen who was gradually walking towards him.

Ye Wuhen stopped a step away from Qin Lan, his voice was low and hoarse, "Madam, you have not been good to Ye Qingge in the past few years. If she became strong, guess what she would do, what would you do if you were her..."

Qin Lan's pupils tightened slightly. If she were Ye Qingge, she would uproot all the people who bullied her at the beginning and would never show any mercy.

Ye Wuhen saw an angry expression appearing on Qin Lan's face, curled his lips and smiled, turned around and left. His steps seemed to be stable, but in an instant, there was no sign of people.

In the empty martial arts training ground, countless seats had never sat on it. There seemed to be a smell of blood on the stone platform. Qin Lan's hand on the back of the chair tightly grasped a corner of the chair. A crack like spider silk appeared on the back of the chair. It spread irregularly around with Qin Lan's hand as the center. With a "bang", the chair turned into a pile of wood chips.

"Ye Qingge, this Ye family cannot tolerate you being presumptuous!"

Word by word, it seems like he wandered in the deepest part of his throat countless times before he was released.

In the dark, a corner of the purple robe was like a mandala blooming. Half of Ye Wuhen’s face was buried in the shadow, and half of his face was shining by the setting sun. He looked at Qin Lan’s figure, and a cold smile was on the corner of his lips.

Since he took action, he would not stop.

The end of the world is coming.

"Ye Yu, do you know that from the moment my mother died, I was no longer a human being." Ye Wuhen laughed at himself: "I am a devil, a wolf-hearted executioner."

Behind Ye Wuhen, Ye Yu stood with his hands behind his back, light and capable, with a redwood covering his body. She looked at the figure of the man in front of her and smiled bitterly.

Fengyue Pavilion.

Liang Fu entered the army, and Yin Liangsha had no reason to stay in the Ye family, so he left the Ye family after the tribe today ended.

Qingge and Ye Qingcheng had just approached Fengyue Pavilion and saw Ye Qingran and Ye Xuan standing at the door of Fengyue Pavilion. When Qingge and his friends got closer, Ye Qingran looked at Ye Qingcheng with a complicated look behind Qingge, holding a piano behind her. His eyes flashed slightly, and suddenly he bent his legs and knelt in front of Qingge.

Qingge remained silent and looked coldly at the girl kneeling at her feet.

"Miss Three, Qingran is willing to follow Miss Three and follow her to the death." Ye Qingran said.

"Reason." Two concise words.

"Living." Ye Qingran looked up, her eyes filled with burning hope and willingness to die for it.

As long as you can survive, even if you do anything, even if you are neither human nor ghost. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!