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Chapter 3215 Worry

 Yang Ling'er now felt like she was struck by thunder.

She knew that Ye Xiaochuan was finished.

Nowadays, the righteous way in the world and the demonic sect are cooperating, but cooperation does not mean letting go of all grievances.

If it were other sects, it would be easy to say. The key point is that the two sects involved are Cangyun Sect and Devil Sect. Cangyun Sect has been the leader of the righteous way in the world since Cangyunzi established the sect, and has been glorious for more than three thousand years.

, until eight hundred years ago, the founder of the Demon Sect, Ghost King Ye Cha, led a large number of Demon Sect disciples to seize control of the Central Plains and launched a protracted war in Cangyun Mountain.

Fighting with swords.

In that battle, Cangyun Mountain suffered nearly 90% damage. Most of the elite disciples and elders were killed in Cangyun Mountain. Many of the true magical powers and magical swords passed down by the ancestors were lost as a result, and they have since declined. After a long time

Eight hundred years of humiliating life.

Cangyun disciples hate the Demon Sect, especially the Ghost Sect of the Demon Sect, with deep hatred.

In contrast, the Demon Sect and the Ghost Sect also hate the Cangyun Sect.

Ye Cha founded the Ghost Xuan Sect, and after a hundred years, a branch of the Ghost Sect was born out of the Demon Sect.

When Ghost King Ye Cha was alive, every sect in the Demon Sect, as well as the Ghost Sect as small as a whole, which disciple was not high-spirited?

However, all the glory was ruined by the terrifying mountain-protecting sword array of Cangyun Gate.

More than 100,000 disciples of the Demon Sect and the Demon Sect were instantly transformed into a rain of blood under the Samsara Sword Formation. Countless masters of the Demon Sect died in Cangyun Mountain. The Cangyun Sect suffered heavy losses in that battle and spent eight years

It took a hundred years for the Demonic Cult to slowly recover, and the Demonic Cult suffered considerable losses. The Demonic Cult, which was briefly unified by Ye Cha, fell into fragmentation again. It took the Demonic Cult more than three hundred years.

, and then regained his strength.

The hatred between the Cangyun Sect and the Demon Sect is much greater than the hatred between other righteous sects and the Demon Sect. Once the disciples of the Cangyun Sect learned that Ye Xiaochuan was actually the descendant of the ghost king Ye Cha, they would not tolerate him at all. Even Yu Jizi

He values ​​talents and wants to protect Ye Xiaochuan, but other Cangyun disciples, such as Gu Jianchi, who has a competitive relationship with Ye Xiaochuan, are absolutely

Ye Xiaochuan will not be allowed to stay in Cangyun.

What's more, Xuantian Sect will definitely stick to this matter and lash out.

Being expelled from the school was the best result Yang Ling'er could think of for Ye Xiaochuan.

If the Demon Sect knew that they had not eradicated the problem back then, they would never tolerate Ye Xiaochuan.

Ye Xiaochuan is not the Ye Xiaochuan he was ten years ago. He is now a world-famous master and the master of the Pluto Flag.

The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable!

The bosses of the Demon Sect will never let such a person survive in the world!

If Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou get married, maybe no one will dare to touch him.

But once his marriage to Yun Qiyou comes to an end, he will no longer be the evil god's son-in-law, and people from the Demon Sect and Xuantian Sect will no longer have any scruples.

Even if the various sects of the Ghost Sect wanted to protect Ye Xiaochuan, the descendant of the Ghost King Patriarch, they would probably be unable to do so.

Yang Ling'er really couldn't imagine how Ye Xiaochuan would face the whole world alone.

Asking herself, in Yang Ling'er's heart, Ye Xiaochuan has always been her friend. She can't forget the time when she and Ye Xiaochuan lived in seclusion in Phoenix Mountain. When Ye Xiaochuan was trapped in the four-dimensional space, Yang Ling'er also shed sincere tears for him.

Yang Ling'er already knew Ye Xiaochuan's life story. If he hadn't considered Ye Xiaochuan a good friend, he wouldn't have kept hiding the Blood Soul Essence from his mentor Guan Shaoqin.

Yang Ling'er now regrets it. When Ye Xiaochuan refused to marry Yang Yishuang and Yang Yishuang cried so hard that he almost went blind, she tried to reveal Ye Xiaochuan's life experience to Yang Yishuang several times, but she never spoke.

If he had told Yang Yishuang earlier that the blood soul essence in Ye Xiaochuan's body was the evil Changsheng Jue passed down by the Ghost King Ye Cha, Yang Yishuang would not have told his master this secret today.

Yang Yishuang looked at Yang Ling'er who looked very pale, feeling shocked and suspicious. She asked Yang Ling'er what happened?

But Yang Ling'er just waved her hand gently and said: "It's okay, I just feel a little uncomfortable, I'll go back first."

She didn't want to, let alone tell Yang Yishuang the truth.

She grew up with Yang Yishuang, and they were sisters. She knew how much her junior sister, Shuang'er, had a deep affection for Ye Xiaochuan.

If Yang Yishuang knew that it was him, Ye Xiaochuan would be harmed. I am afraid that Yang Yishuang will live in guilt and pain all his life, and his life will be ruined.

Yang Ling'er also understood that Yang Yishuang was not to blame for this matter. As the saying goes, those who don't know are not guilty. Yang Yishuang did not know the relationship between Blood Soul Essence and Changsheng Jue in advance.

Even if Yang Yishuang doesn't say anything today, there is no airtight wall in the world. What should come will eventually come, and Ye Xiaochuan's life experience will be discovered by others sooner or later.

Yang Yishuang just accidentally pierced the window paper in advance.

Cangyun Mountain, Back Mountain, Ancient Sacred Tree.

After the mysterious man who used Condensing Mist and Soul Gathering left, Ye Xiaochuan did not return to the front mountain immediately.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been to Houshan. I guess I’ll be very busy in the future, and I won’t have time to go into the deep mountains and old forests. To the northeast of the valley is the ancient sacred tree. It’s really unreasonable not to go and see Little Grandpa Tu and those monkeys and hozens.

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What's more, the Alliance of All Races in the Human World will be here soon, and there will be many giant monsters. I asked Xiaotu if he wanted to show his face at the Alliance of Human Races.

Over the years, Ye Xiaochuan has become another monkey king in the 800-mile Cangyun Mountain. He is very familiar with the thousands of gray-haired monkeys living on the ancient sacred tree.

As soon as I flew to the ancient sacred tree, I was discovered by those gray-haired monkeys. They thought it was an enemy invasion. They screamed and called for friends, preparing to kill the invading enemies with fruits.

Later, they recognized the person as Ye Xiaochuan, and the monkeys were overjoyed.

Instead of smashing the fruit in his hand, he handed it to Ye Xiaochuan and asked him to eat it.

When Ye Xiaochuan flew happily in front of the tree hole where the little grandfather lived in mid-air, he was already covered with gray-haired monkeys, and there were even two little monkeys squatting on his head.

Behind me, countless gray-haired monkeys were climbing the tree trunks flexibly, and they were very excited.

There is also a larger monkey, waving the blood soul flag of the blood slave with all his strength.

Ye Xiaochuan has a great bond with these monkeys. When Xiaochi picked him up from the waterfall, the first thing he ate was monkey milk, so he has loved being with these monkeys over the years.

He calls himself the Monkey King, and a large part of the reason is that he has something to do with these monkeys.

The chirping sound outside had long since awakened Little Tu, who was sleeping in the tree hole. This eight-armed ape, which has lived for more than 6,000 years, has recently learned human habits. I don’t know where it came from.

A piece of bright red kudzu cloth was sewn and patched with tiny rattan sticks to make a simple costume, which looked very weird and funny.


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