Ye Qingyun swung his long sword and neutralized all the sword energy attacking him.
The surrounding buildings were not so lucky. The sharp sword energy exploded in all directions, leaving sword marks everywhere.
"boom!"
The four pillars of the Huxin Pavilion were shattered by the sword energy shot out, and the Huxin Pavilion collapsed suddenly without support.
"Grandpa! Mr. Mo! Stop fighting, you two!"
Ye Xiaoxiao happened to see this scene while holding the prepared dishes to go with the wine, and exclaimed.
The two stopped there.
"That's right! At such a young age, the third level of Qinglian Sword Technique is still waiting to be fully understood! The talent is not far behind that of the ancestor back then..."
Ye Qingyun put away the Qingzhi Sword and said with a smile.
"Boy, I finally understand why you carry your sword and show it to others. It turns out you are hiding your clumsiness! Your swordsmanship is more than one level higher than your swordsmanship!"
"Qinglian Sword Art? Ancestor? Grandpa, what are you talking about?"
Ye Xiaoxiao heard this and asked.
"That's...the ancestor's sword, Tianwen!"
Ye Xiaoxiao stared at the sword in Mo Wen's hand and said with disbelief.
"Yes, it is our ancestor's Tianwen. This Mr. Mo is our ancestor's disciple!"
Ye Qingyun nodded and said.
"The ancestor's apprentice, isn't it the apprentice of senior Nangong Han? If he is the ancestor's apprentice, then our seniority..."
Ye Xiaoxiao whispered.
Then how to calculate the seniority between her and Mo Wen?
Isn't there a gap of several generations?
Why does she feel a little weird!
"Um...we should call him..."
Ye Qingyun was stunned for a moment and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Mo Wen.
"Senior Ye, we have our own affairs. You are older than me, so I call you senior. Miss Ye and I are on equal terms..."
Mo Wen said with a smile.
"That ancestor..."
Ye Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but then his heart skipped a beat, and he had a premonition that something was not good.
"Master, he fell into the battlefield of gods and demons..."
Mo Wen sighed and said with a lonely expression.
When Ye Xiaoxiao heard this, her eyes turned red, and tears fell down her cheeks like broken pearls.
"The master passed away peacefully. He fought to the end and won the victory! However, he left because of his serious injuries..."
"These are his old man's ashes, I brought them back..."
Mo Wen took out a small jar from the storage ring, held it in both hands, and handed it to Ye Qingyun.
"Ancestor! Qingyun was unfilial and failed to personally welcome your bones back to the battlefield of gods and demons..."
Hearing a "pop" sound, Ye Qingyun knelt down on his knees, with tears falling down his face. He took it with trembling hands, his lips trembled, and he swallowed.
Mo Wen quickly turned aside. He knew that when Ye Qingyun was kneeling, it was the ancestor of the Ye family that Ye Qingyun was holding in his hand.
"Plop!"
Ye Xiaoxiao knelt down behind Ye Qingyun, her eyes blurred with tears.
"Senior! Master, he passed away peacefully and won the final victory for the human race! If master is alive in heaven, he definitely doesn't want you to be like this..."
Mo Wen comforted him.
"By the way, I also have two letters here that the master asked me to bring to you, as well as the secrets of the exercises that he asked me to hand over. They are all in this ring..."
Mo Wen handed a storage ring to Ye Qingyun.
On the way to Ye's house, Mo Wen sorted out Ye Liangchen's belongings and stored them separately in a storage ring that had no blood to identify its owner.
Hearing this, Ye Qingyun grabbed the storage ring, found the two letters, and couldn't wait to open the envelope with his signature.
"Don't worry about Qingyun! Also tell Xiaotian for me that I have always noticed his efforts and I have been deliberately isolating him so that he can always strive for progress. At the same time, it also plays a role in spurring you. One family does not speak the same language as the other.
, if the letter is in your hand, you can give him a look..."
"Your parents died young, and I have always regarded you as my own children, regardless of each other. I hope you can work together as brothers and be as powerful as brothers! When you read this letter, you will think that I have already died. If I come back alive,
I will never leave this letter again..."
Ye Qingyun looked at the familiar notes and the familiar tone, as if Ye Liangchen's voice and smile appeared before his eyes. His hands were trembling and his mouth was buzzing, but no sound came out.
"You don't have to be sad, and don't be sad! It's my life's ambition to establish a life for the people and create peace for all generations! I just don't know what the peaceful world after the war will be like, whether it will be what I imagined."
"Ancestor! The world is not worth it, the world is not worth it..."
Ye Qingyun howled sadly and burst into tears.
We are victorious!
But this prosperous age did not turn out as you wished!
The Ye family is in chaos!
The big families are in chaos!
The entire human race is in chaos!
It is precisely because of your sacrifice that we have the stability we have now, without the invasion of hundreds of tribes!
Not only you, but also those ancestors who fought for the human race, and those young warriors.
But you paid by mistake after all!
The entire human race has failed you!
"Qingyun! After I leave, the burden of the Ye family will be handed over to you. Although it will be very painful and tiring, I still hope you can persevere. I think Xiaotian can help you and stabilize the Ye family...
"
"My death in the battlefield of gods and demons will have a great impact on the Ye family. I hope you can lead the Ye family to resist the difficulties and get out of the predicament. I am optimistic about you! You must be optimistic about the Ye family, Qingyun, you must be optimistic about Xiaoxiao..."
"Farewell! Qingyun, Xiaotian..."
"Ancestor! Qingyun is unfilial, Qingyun is ashamed!"
Ye Qingyun was emotional and wailed.
Ye Liangchen had high hopes for him, but he was drinking to drown his sorrows. He really felt unworthy of his ancestor's trust!
Ye Qingyun looked sad and cried incessantly towards Ye Liangchen's urn.
"Grandpa, Mr. Mo said that there is a letter from my ancestor. I want to see what my ancestor wants to say to me..."
Ye Xiaoxiao saw that Ye Qingyun had finished reading the letter, his eyes were red, and he asked aloud.
After Ye Qingyun heard this, he stopped crying, handed a letter to Ye Xiaoxiao, picked up the urn, and walked outside the small building in the middle of the lake...
"Little girl Xiaoxiao! Are you crying again?"
Ye Xiaoxiao tore open the envelope and unfolded the letter. A simple sentence made Ye Xiaoxiao burst into tears.
"The ancestor is gone. You must listen to your grandfather and stop running around. Your talent and foundation are better than mine. Practice well and don't let your grandfather worry."
"I have a deep understanding of the life of being a father and a mother. Your grandfather is the same as you. His parents left early, and I raised him. He was still young at that time, and he was a boy. I would twitch at every turn.
Whip, I scolded him so badly that even thinking about it now makes me have a headache, let alone a little girl like you, he can't even hit him, nor can he scold you..."
Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help but smile when she saw this. She didn't expect her grandfather to be so naughty when he was a child. It seems that his liveliness is hereditary.
"Yixi remembers that when I first took care of your grandpa, I was inexperienced. I was always afraid that he would starve and be cold, so I often did bad things with good intentions.
Sometimes, he would accumulate food because he was too full, and he would suddenly feel cold due to being too warm. During the days when he was sick, I often regretted myself. Of course, I was more frightened and had trouble sleeping and eating day and night."
I wish I could bear all this pain for him!
It was the same when your grandpa took you!
Your talent is higher than mine!
Grow smoothly.
It will definitely surpass me!
You are our hope.
It is the future of the Ye family!
Farewell, little girl Xiaoxiao!
Remember, don't cry!
You have the best smile.
I like the way you smile...
Ye Xiaoxiao smiled!
Liwu smiled slightly!
Smiling with tears...
[Author's digression]: I wrote: "I opened this road, I planted this tree.
Robbery! Take out the banknotes quickly!"
Book friend: "I don't have any banknotes..."
Putting pen to paper: "What? No more?"
Book friend: "Yes, yes, I just spent all my money, voted for one...and then voted for..."
Putting down the pen: "Okay, okay, then go back first and remember to give me a vote tomorrow!"
Book friend: "Okay, okay..."
Therefore, Luo Bi let go of all the book friends who passed by. As for whether the book friends passing by again will vote for Luo Bi, Luo Bi is unknown...