Then another voice sounded: "It's her, sister, I smelled the stench that only the Ghost Emperor had. Her soul was smelling, but using it to refine medicine is definitely a great thing to nourish and is beneficial to my sister's cultivation."

"Ye Chuyue...hehehe...I've been looking for you for a long time..."

The eyes in the dark emitted a faint mist color, flashing with a strange arc of light like fireworks.

"Sister, they are all very strange. Ye Chuyue's demonic physique is a man who combines the sword emperor and the evil king. He is really not a family, and he doesn't enter the family."

The woman who was called her sister no longer paid attention to her, floating in the dark passage between the gaps of light, her eyes reflected two figures in the crowd, and shed tears as dark as ink.

She slowly turned her back, spread out her pair of wings full of evil aura, and whispered:

"You have created the void spirits and destroyed them. Why can you still be free and free in the world?"

"Jie...Jie..."

Her hoarse laughter was like a string rubbing against the rocks, and it was hard to hear the ghost fires in the dark swaying and twisting.

"Sister, then Li Liancheng is too useless. After planning for so many years, he was defeated so ridiculously. What a pity."

"It's not that Li Liancheng is useless, it's because he has ulterior motives. Find a chance to kill him. I want the kind of body that has no bones left, and I can't even find the ashes."

"no problem."

“…”

Xinghai City, the night is full of lights.

Someone cheered and celebrated the reignition of the sacred light.

Someone hugged the beauty and returned home.

Someone was chased through ten streets in the bustling market.

Chu Yue put on a mask and walked around the streets and alleys with a man. She saw a young boy in a teenager wearing a thick coat practicing sword.

The swordsmanship is not sensitive and the movements are clumsy.

But the boy was sweating profusely and never stopped for a moment.

Chu Yue's divine eyes flashed darkly, and at a glance, it was obvious that the young man's right palm bone was broken and reconnected, so it seemed quite difficult to use the sword.

"This girl, that child is very unlucky, you should not be too close to him."

A middle-aged swordsman on the side lowered his voice and reminded him.

"Oh? Why?"

"The girl doesn't know anything."

The swordsman replied: "This kid is one of the four major families in Xinghai City, the child of the Ye family, the prominent clan. He was named Ye Yan. He used to be a genius of swordsmanship and got engaged to the number one beauty of the Yunyang family in the city. Unfortunately, he has lost his talent in swordsmanship and has been dismissed by Yunyang's daughter. He dared to speak arrogantly that day, don't bully the young man poor. Now the Ye family and the Yunyang family are extremely opposed to her."

Chu Yue always feels familiar when listening to the story of the boy.

"I want me to see. When he grows up, don't bully the poor in middle age, don't bully the poor in old age, don't bully the poor in old age, and don't bully the poor in corpses."

The swordsman was full of contempt.

Chu Yueqing raised her eyebrows and looked at Ye Mohan tacitly.

They all saw their deep interest in this young man in each other's eyes.

Behind the boy, a young man surrounded him walked out of the magnificent mansion, kicking him to the ground with one kick.

"Ye Yan, my grandfather punished you to think about your past when I was outside the mansion. This is your attitude? I am still practicing swordsmanship. What's the waste? I'll tell you that I will marry my sister Yunyang the next day. You'd better get away." The young man glared: "Get out quickly, be careful I'll peel you."

The unruly young man used his bloodshot eyes to record every ridiculous face in front of the mansion.

Then, holding his sword, he stumbled away from the mansion.

The swordsman on the long street shook his head in surprise, "This kid is useless, girl..."

He was talking when he realized that the pair of beautiful men with outstanding temperament had long disappeared.

In the secluded alley, the young man Ye Yan took out his mother's spirit card from his arms, lowered his head and knelt in front of the spirit card.

"The child is unfilial and is harmed by a traitor, which makes his mother shamed. The mother was brutally married back then, but the Yunyang family was not in love. I, Ye Yan, don't need a wife who is incestuous and possesses power. I also asked my mother to forgive my child's incompetence. In the future, the child will be able to ride the wind and waves and make them look at each other with admiration."

"Smack it."

The crisp applause sounded rhythmically.

"who--"

The boy looked in the sound.

But I saw a pair of men and women wearing masks walking towards the entrance of the alley.

The man was wearing a black robe that was splashing ink, with a fine texture every needle and thread, and his body was full of cold wind, as if he was dominating the world.

The woman was wearing red clothes, a little lazy and cold, and a little evil and ostentatious.

The mask and this secluded and broken alley were difficult to cover up the beauty of the two.

"It is a good thing for a young man to have lofty ambitions. I am afraid he will be depressed and unsuccessful, and he will have a dream."

Chu Yue smiled and said authentically.

"Even if it is Kong Meng, it is because my skills are not as good as human beings, and it is also unfair to heaven. If I try my best, I will end up in a notorious end without burial. I will have no regrets." Ye Yan straightened his back and said proudly.

"Yes, I have insight."

Chu Yue stretched out his hand at him, "Sword, borrow it."

Ye Yan hesitated for a while and decided to give the sword to the other party.

Chu Yue injected some thunderous aura of the Martial Emperor into the sword, and then flew out. The sword turned the crazy flower, and the sharpness shook out like a wave.

The sword technique opens and closes, showing the majestic steel and thunderous momentum.

Chu Yue used the sword technique used by the Sun Emperor in the Milky Way intact.

At the end of the sword technique, she threw the sword to Ye Mohan.

Ye Mohan swung out the long sword in his hand, and the sword waves turned into dragons and whistled by, and the sword light illuminated the entire night.

The boy's pupils were tightened, his breathing was rapid, and he stood still and watched in a daze.

Human Emperor Sword Technique!

Sword Emperor's Art!

The two sets of sword techniques he loved the most but had no idea appeared before him.

Ye Mohan used the simple version of the Sword Emperor's Skill, injecting some sword Emperor's aura into the sword blade, and then threw it back to the young man.

After doing everything, the two of them were about to leave.

"People two, please stay."

The young man held the sword and held his fist, "Ye Yan could not repay the kindness of the two who taught the sword technique."

"Just talk about opportunities, not rewards."

Chu Yue looked back, then withdrew her eyes and waved her hand, "Hide your strength and keep a low profile, but you can slowly and don't be too hasty. This is true for being a human being, and the same is true for practicing swords."

After saying that, he walked forward with the man beside him.

But after a few steps, it disappeared without a trace.

Ye Yan's eyes trembled, and his heart was filled with waves.

He wants to become a disciple.

But he could see that these two people were top figures in Lingtian Continent.

He is just an abandoned son of Xinghai Ye family. It is a great kindness for the other party to teach sword skills.

If you want to become a disciple, wouldn’t it be better to be successful?

He looked down at his sword, his eyes very firm.

In his heart, these two immortal-like existences are already his Ye Yan’s teacher!

The long night.

The young man held a brand new sword in his hand and practiced a brand new sword technique.

...

But after Chu Yue left the alley, the boy was still in her mind.

"I'm still thinking about another man?" Ye Mohan asked.

Chu Yue curled her lips, "He is still a young man who is not well-informed, what kind of man?"

"Achu, you already have a 90,000-year-old boy." Ye Mo said sadly.

Chu Yue: “…”

She covered her embarrassment and coughed dryly and asked, "Husband, what do you think?"

With a word of husband, the man's heart has been filled with aged vinegar that has been brewed for 90,000 years.

He said: "This son has the posture of a martial god, and the five lands of the imperial realm may not be enough for him to show his strength in the future."
To be continued...