The black-robed young man stood tall, the hall was brightly lit, and the light shone on that fair and handsome face, making the young man look like he was standing under the eternal starry sky, mysterious and profound.
"Flawless!"
Murong Changqing walked over quickly, with excitement and surprise on his face.
"I asked Uncle Changqing to forgive me for not being able to see you in time after returning to the Holy Path of All Heavens."
Looking at Murong Changqing, Ye Wuque's bright eyes showed a hint of apology.
"What are you talking about! Do you and I need to say this? These years, the Murong family has been taken care of by you. Without you, how could the Murong family be as glorious as it is today?"
"It's true that you have been kind to the Murong family!"
Murong Changqing spoke excitedly, his heart was already filled with gratitude and pride for Ye Wuque.
Because of Ye Wuque's existence, the Murong family soared into the sky and was taken care of by the great city lord of the East. The entire family's heritage and strength improved by leaps and bounds, and they were completely transformed. Now they have become the number one family in the East!
As the head of the Murong family, under the care of Gu Qingchen, Murong Changqing himself has survived the fateful soul thunder tribulation and became a monk in the fateful soul realm!
Murong Hai of the Murong family is now a disciple of the Holy Way of All Heavens. He has also become famous in the Holy Way. He has already entered the top fifty in the list of people to watch. It can be said that he is a rising star in the Holy Way of All Heavens.
The new star!
These two points alone are enough to ensure the glory of the Murong family for hundreds of years!
But the reason why this happened was all due to Ye Wuque's contribution. This is a truth that everyone in the Murong family deeply understands.
"Uncle Changqing, there is no need to do this. All of this is what we should do. After all, the Murong family is also the place where I grew up. To me, it is also a family."
Ye Wuque smiled lightly and spoke. At his current height, he no longer cared about the unfair treatment of the Murong family when he was young. He had no resentment towards the Murong family, but he was not grateful either.
But for Murong Changqing, he was grateful and it never faded.
Since Murong Changqing, as the head of the Murong family, the biggest wish in his heart is to promote the Murong family, then Ye Wuque will fulfill Murong Changqing's wish.
An elder of the Murong family looked at the young man in black robe standing in the hall, his eyes showed a kind of trance, and his heart was filled with extremely complicated emotions.
Who would have thought that the boy who was known as "wasteless" in the Murong family would now be in a position where they are not even qualified to look up to him!
Murong Binglan was the only one still sitting in the entire hall, her proud and delicate body was trembling slightly, her hands pinched her thighs tightly, her originally rosy face turned a little pale at the moment, her red lips were biting tightly,
Staring at Ye Wuque in the distance!
At this moment, Murong Binglan's heart was filled with indescribable emotions. Regret, unwillingness, resentment, shame, entanglement, etc. were all intertwined together. The face of the young man in the distance with a faint smile seemed to her like
Turned into eternity!
No matter how hard Murong Binglan tried to get rid of it or how hard she suppressed it, it would always come out crazily and churn in her heart!
"Why...why are you torturing me like this! Why..."
Murong Binglan was muttering to herself, every time Ye Wuque appeared, it was as if two invisible big hands turned into slaps and slapped her hard on the face, hitting her in the heart, and finally calmed her down.
The soul was once again brutally and directly torn into pieces!
In a daze, the name Ye Wuque has already become the inner demon that lingers in Murong Binglan's life...until she dies!
A voice full of sorrow sounded in her heart, but Murong Binglan knew that she could only hold it back no matter what. She didn't even dare to think about everything about Ye Wuque, because once she thought about it, the regret in her heart exploded like the Yangtze River.
Open, can't be suppressed!
Murong Binglan could only look at Ye Wuque from a distance, biting her red lips and drawing blood!
But at this moment, everyone's attention in the entire hall was focused on Ye Wuque. No one noticed the expression and behavior of Miss Murong, and no one cared at all.
"Uncle Changqing, I'm here firstly to pay homage to you, and secondly to say goodbye to you."
As soon as Ye Wuque said these words, the atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly became silent!
"Farewell? Wuque, you want to leave?"
Murong Changqing's expression suddenly froze. After seeing Ye Wuque slowly nodding, the reluctance in Murong Changqing's eyes was beyond words, but then Murong Changqing took a deep breath, a smile reappeared on his face, and he spoke openly
Said: "Go, Wuque, this world is too small for you, your world should be infinitely big, and your future should be infinitely exciting!"
"Wu Que, if one day in the future you feel tired, come to Murong's house at any time, it will always be your home!"
Murong Changqing's tone was sincere and full of blessings, but tears welled up in his eyes.
Immediately, Murong Changqing still couldn't control his feelings, so he stepped forward and hugged Ye Wuque tightly!
Everyone in the hall showed a trace of sadness and reluctance in their eyes, because they already knew that the peerless genius of the Northern Heaven Territory, the Holy Son of the Holy Way of the Heavens, was about to leave.
"Uncle Changqing, please take care of it, everyone... please take care of it too!"
Ye Wuque looked around and landed on the faces of Ximen Zun, Zhuo Bufan, Mo Honglian, Qiu Haiyue, Nalan Yan and others. They all responded with smiles and nodded slowly.
"Junior Brother Ye! Take care of yourself all the way!"
"No problem! Be sure to remember to come back!"
"Brother Wuque! I want little white lotus root!"
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Voices full of cherishment and blessings sounded one after another, but they were all filled with reluctance, and some even had a trace of tears deep in their eyes.
Facing the parting scene, although Ye Wuque felt bitter in his heart, he still smiled indifferently, turned up his clothes, turned around and walked outside calmly.
In an instant, everyone in the hall couldn't help but follow Ye Wuque's figure and follow his footsteps.
Soon a large group of people rushed out of the guest house, and Murong Binglan was among them.
After everyone walked out of the monastery, they only saw Ye Wuque who was slowly climbing up to the sky step by step!
Murong Changqing clenched her right hand tightly, with tears shining in her eyes. Inside it lay a storage ring, which Ye Wuque had secretly given to him just now.
"Look! There's another person! That's... Feng Caichen!"
"Yes! Mr. Feng and Wu Que are going on the road together!"
…
Everyone immediately saw a figure in the void, a white-robed hunting figure with a long sword on his back, standing with his hands behind his back, handsome and tall, like a peerless sword god descending from the sky!
Through the Tianya Talisman, Feng Caichen had obviously rushed from the Hidden Sword Tomb to join Ye Wuque.
When Ye Wuque completely walked up to the void and stood side by side with Feng Caichen, he made a move with his right hand, and suddenly a stream of light shone, an eagle chirped in the sky, and a silver eagle appeared from the sky!
roar!
At the same time, an earth-shaking roar sounded, and a golden figure of a hundred feet in size suddenly rushed out from the depths of the Holy Way of the Heavens, and landed on the silver eagle outside the sky. It was a small stone.
Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen sat cross-legged on Xiao Shitou's shoulders, and took one last look at the Holy Way of the Heavens. Ye Wuque's bright eyes showed a hint of reluctance, but was soon replaced by a touch of determination.
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Phew!
The silver eagle in the sky chirped, the local warship shone with astonishing fluctuations, its wings spread wide, and it soared into the sky!
"Goodbye, Holy Way of the Heavens...Goodbye, Northern Heaven Territory..."
A murmur echoed in the void, and the silver eagle carried Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen to the sky, but disappeared completely after a few breaths...