Murong Changqing's voice suddenly sounded with infinite surprise and excitement. When he saw the tall and slender figure approaching, Murong Changqing's eyes became moist again.
"I have never seen Uncle Changqing!"
When he saw Murong Changqing, Ye Wuque was extremely excited. He strode forward, hugged his fists, and bowed deeply to Murong Changqing!
Ye Wuque was willing to pay this respect!
Murong Changqing deserves this bow!
"Good! Good! Good! Good..."
Murong Changqing held Ye Wuque's hands tightly, tears of excitement flowed down his face. He seemed to have a thousand words to say, but could not say anything, so he could only say three good words.
Not far away, everyone in the Murong family stared at the tall and slender figure without blinking, with infinite amazement and amazement in their eyes!
Can the black-robed young man in front of me overlap with the figure in my memory who spent ten years in the Murong family?
Who would have thought, who would have dared to think, that that lonely and unruly young man walked out of Murong's house, left Dongtu, and went to Bei Tianyu, and in less than a year, he actually became the leader of the entire North Tianyu.
The most dazzling existence!
The Holy Son of the Holy Way of the Heavens, beheaded the current sect leader of the Qingming Palace, killed Junshan Lie, and destroyed the three super sects!
Such a glorious achievement is like a dream, floating in the hearts of everyone in the Murong family, like a miracle.
Now that Ye Wuque has returned to the East with supreme glory, he can still remember his Murong family. This makes many people of the Murong family who were in trouble and looked down on Ye Wuque feel infinite guilt and regret in their hearts.
Murong Hai stood like an iron tower, and the scars on his face no longer looked hideous, but instead gave him a stern demeanor!
At this moment, he was staring at Ye Wuque, his eyes full of passion and admiration, and his whole person had already undergone a transformation.
Murong Tianze was already drunk with a bottle of wine in his arms. His eyes glanced at Ye Wuque, and he couldn't even see clearly. His heart was full of frustration and despair, exuding a lifeless aura.
In addition, there is a pair of extremely complex beautiful eyes with deep regret staring at Ye Wuque, it is Murong Binglan!
Murong Binglan stood up gently, her heart full of contradictions. She wanted to go forward and say something to Ye Wuque, even if it was just to say hello, but she didn't dare, or she simply didn't have the courage.
"Wu Que, I see you are so outstanding and dazzling now! Uncle Changqing is really happy! For everything you have done for the Murong family, it is only right that Uncle Changqing even sacrifices his life to repay you!"
Holding Ye Wuque's hands tightly, Murong Changqing spoke like this, his expression full of sighs and gratitude.
It is precisely because of the words of the young man in front of me that the Murong family is what it is today and has become the most special family in the East, possessing privileges that others cannot believe.
"Uncle Changqing, you are serious. All this is what Wuque should do. Wuque has no relatives since he was a child. Uncle Fu left. Only Uncle Changqing, you have always taken good care of Wuque and never gave up. The Murong family has also
It is the place where I grew up, carrying my memories of the past ten years. No matter what I have experienced in the past, everything has gone with the wind now. My wish is that you, Uncle Changqing, can be healthy and that the Murong family will be with you.
It can also become stronger under the leadership of the Communist Party of China.”
Ye Wuque spoke sincerely, his bright eyes shining with light.
As he said, he was really grateful to Murong Changqing, so no matter how heavy the repayment was, it was due in Ye Wuque's eyes. Since Uncle Changqing's wish was that the Murong family could be strong and pass on, then Ye Wuque naturally
Help him achieve what he wants.
The two of them chatted for most of the day. The Murong family members were waiting nearby without the slightest hint of impatience.
In the end, Ye Wuque said goodbye to Murong Changqing. Before leaving, he glanced at Murong Hai and said: "Work hard after entering the holy path of the heavens."
Murong Hai nodded excitedly, his heart full of fighting spirit and dreams!
Obviously, among the 981 people who finally passed the selection, Murong Hai had a quota. As for Murong Tian, in addition to passing the qualifications, he failed to meet the other two requirements and missed the chance to join the holy path of the heavens.
Under Murong Changqing's reluctant gaze, Ye Wuque gradually walked away, leaving behind a handsome and calm figure.
"Wu Que, you have to take good care of it!"
Holding the storage ring Ye Wuque left for him in his hand, Murong Changqing sighed, full of gratitude.
From beginning to end, except for Murong Changqing and Murong Hai, Ye Wuque never looked at anyone else in the Murong family.
Murong Binglan looked at Ye Wuque's disappearing back, biting her red lips tightly with silver teeth, even biting them open, bright red blood dripping, but her legs went weak, and she finally fell into Murong Changqing's arms.
Cry loudly...
That night, Ye Wuque, Lin Yingluo, Sima Ao, Mo Qingye, Mo Baiou and Mo Bufan stayed drunk and drank to their heart's content!
The next day, the morning sun rose, above the void in the first main city.
The fire warship continued to release endless flame power, and the entrance opened to take in half of the Eastern Tu monks who had passed the selection. As for the other half, they stepped into a golden imperial palace.
Ye Wuque controlled the Emperor's Heavenly Palace, sitting cross-legged on it, looking down at the first main city below, where Wei Xiong and a hundred city lords were standing in line, ready to send him off.
His eyes swept over Qi Shilong, and Ye Wuque nodded slowly, showing a hint of a smile.
Qi Shilong's face had already become extremely rosy at this moment. With the help of Ye Wuque, all his injuries were fully recovered, and he also received great benefits. After feeling Ye Wuque's gaze, he also nodded slowly, his eyes full of gratitude and pride.
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As for the other hundred city lords, they all looked at Qi Shilong with envious eyes, feeling extremely jealous in their hearts.
"We respectfully send off the Holy Son and the four elders!"
Under the leadership of Wei Xiong, uniform cheers rang out to see off Ye Wuque and the four elders.
"Thank you all, farewell again over there..."
A clear voice fell from the void, and immediately the Fire Warship and the Emperor's Heavenly Palace burst into intense light!
In the Emperor's Heavenly Palace, Ye Wuque cupped his fists and bowed in the direction of the Earthly Palace!
"No problem, Aunt Chen still said the same thing...remember to cherish it!"
The melodious voice sounded in Ye Wuque's ears with deep blessings, and it was the message from Aunt Chen.
"Keep it in mind, Aunt Wangchen should also take it seriously."
Just two sentences, but full of deep friendship.
In the next moment, the Emperor's Heavenly Palace and the Fiery Warship soared into the sky, crossed the sky, left the Eastern Land, headed towards Zhongzhou, and headed for the Holy Path of the Heavens!
This flight lasted five days and five nights.
The Emperor's Heavenly Palace and the Fiery Warship were extremely fast and had already entered Zhongzhou, but they were still some distance away from the sects of the Holy Way of the Heavens.
At this moment, after five days and five nights of flight, the 981 Eastern monks seemed to have experienced a baptism.
Lin Yingluo and the other four people were squatting at the front of the crowd, next to Ye Wuque.
In this way, after flying for another day, we are getting closer and closer to the holy way of the heavens.
But at this moment, Ye Wuque, who had been sitting cross-legged in the Emperor's Heavenly Palace with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, like cold lightning across the sky!
Because a stream of light suddenly cut through the void from the distant sky, and the speed was extremely fast!
"Jade Slips for Messages!"
Ye Wuque stared intently, caught the stream of light and immediately knew it was a jade slip carrying a message.
When he put the jade slip on his forehead, closed his eyes slightly, and poured the power of his soul into it, an anxious voice suddenly sounded from it!
"Junior brother! I am the senior brother! My master, my master, and the three masters were hunting down Juie Mie. We were almost successful! But I didn't expect that Juie Mie had already colluded with outside forces and set up an ambush. Three masters killed two of them.
, the master was seriously injured, and now we are trapped in the quicksand area, the situation is extremely urgent!"
After listening to the contents of the jade slip, Ye Wuque opened his eyes again, and there was thunder roaring inside!
This jade slip conveying the message comes from the elder brother Gu Fan!
At this moment, senior brother and master are in danger, and he must set off immediately!