At this moment, a slightly plain voice came out of Ye Shaohan's mouth: "Oh, the head of the Wu family wonders if the boy next to you can represent the Dugu family!"
Then he jumped off the high platform and walked slowly towards the martial arts platform. The Ye family disciples around him gave way to the surprised eyes of Wu Yanmei and others and stood aside with a slight respect.
What confused the three of them was the way the Ye family disciples looked at them, with sarcasm and inexplicable smiles in their eyes.
Yes, that look is definitely sarcastic.
Wu Yanmei frowned slightly, she didn't know whether Dugu Feifeng could represent the Dugu family.
Then she slowly shook her head and said: "Whether Dugu Feifeng can represent the Dugu family has little to do with this matter. Ye Shaohan, if you give up this engagement, my Wu family will compensate you heavily!"
Ye Shaohan pursed his lips tightly. He ignored Wu Yanmei in front of him. Instead, he looked at Dugu Feifeng quite comfortably and asked lightly: "Are you the second young master of the Dugu family?"
"Exactly!" Dugu Feifeng looked at Ye Shaohan with an arrogant expression. In his eyes, such a loser was not qualified to have a woman like Wu Yanmei.
The corner of Dugu Feifeng's mouth raised slightly, showing a hint of sarcasm, he paused and smiled and said: "I don't know what you mean by what Uncle Wu said. If you agree, my Dugu family will also be grateful!"
There was a hint of ridicule in the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth. He kicked his feet slightly, like a tiger descending a mountain, unstoppable. In the horrified eyes of everyone, his pale cyan fist hit Dugu Feifeng's chest like a falling star.
chest.
Then a dull sound sounded, and Dugu Feifeng stepped back a few steps before stopping.
Ye Shaohan stepped slightly with his right foot, put his left hand on his back, and without any pause, shot towards Dugu Feifeng again.
A clear fist mark appeared on Dugu Feifeng's chest, and traces of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
Dugu Feifeng's face was full of gloom, and he shouted in a cold voice: "Die!"
The pain in his chest has angered the arrogant second young master of the Dugu family. When has he ever been so humiliated?
Then spiritual energy surged out of Dugu Feifeng's body like a tide, and he took a powerful step forward with his right foot.
However, the moment Dugu Feifeng took a step, a black shadow suddenly appeared, and in full view of everyone, his pale cyan fist collided with Dugu Feifeng's fist again.
"Crack!"
At the moment of collision, the sound of bones breaking spread out from the junction like muffled thunder.
However, everything was still not over. Ye Shaohan raised his long arm, and a huge force burst out. The invisible energy hit Dugu Feifeng's chest with great accuracy.
Dugu Feifeng shot out backwards and hit the floor heavily. A mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably, sprinkling all over the ground.
Wu Yanmei's pretty face turned pale and she was completely at a loss. Her beautiful eyes were full of horror. This was a scammer who actually hit someone in public, and Dugu Feifeng was so vulnerable.
Wu Chengyong looked at Ye Gaotong with a solemn face. From the moment Ye Shaohan stepped onto the martial arts platform, Ye Gaotong was silent and looked at the scene with an indifferent face. Even though Dugu Feifeng was beaten by Ye Shaohan
At that time, he had never seen a trace of surprise on Ye Gaotong's face, which seemed abnormal.
"Second Young Master Dugu, this is my deepest gratitude to you. Please help me take care of Wu Yanmei during this period of time!" Ye Shaohan slowly took a few steps and suddenly stepped on Dugu Feifeng's shoulder with his right foot.
A crisp sound of broken bones sounded again, and the crackling sound was like muffled thunder, floating far away.
Ye Shaohan slowly looked back out of the corner of his eye, and saw that Ye Gaotong's expression still hadn't changed at all, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Shaohan relied on the Ye family behind him to treat Dugu Feifeng so toughly. Now that Ye Gaotong didn't show the slightest anger, wouldn't he have acquiesced in his own approach?
At this time, Ye Shaohan looked down at Dugu Feifeng from a high position, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a row of white teeth.
Those teeth made Dugu Feifeng feel chilled in his heart. He crawled back with a horrified face. However, the force coming from his shoulders could not make Dugu Feifeng move at all. Cold sweat continued to drip down his cheeks. At this moment
He regretted it to death.
Ye Shaohan raised his eyes slightly and looked at Wu Yanmei with a hint of ridicule. He said lightly: "I said that as long as I am around, you can't be with other men. Oh, and Wu Yanmei, your eyes are still the same as before.
Very bad."
The sarcastic tone was like the cold wind in the cold winter, blowing coldly on Wu Yanmei's face. Her face turned pale, and the mocking eyes of the audience almost suffocated her.
Ye Shaohan slowly squatted down, and suddenly pulled Dugu Feifeng's chest with his left hand. A crashing sound was heard, and the white military robe was instantly pulled into broken strips of cloth.
Then Ye Shaohan held a long cloth strip in his left hand, and a sharp energy suddenly shot out between his right fingers, leaving a bloody gash on his fingertips...
His blood-stained right finger moved quickly on the white strip of cloth. In an instant, dozens of clear handwritings appeared on the long strip of cloth. Finally, Ye Shaohan suddenly slapped his right hand towards the strip of cloth.
It left a dazzling blood mark, and the whole process made everyone around him silent.
Ye Shaohan's behavior naturally aroused everyone's confusion, and they all stared at the cloth in his hand with confusion.
At this time, a sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth. In Wu Yanmei's surprised eyes, he raised his long arm, and the white cloth shot out, hitting Wu Yanmei hard on the face.
Wu Yanmei was shaken back by the force contained in the strip of cloth, and her pretty face was covered with blood.
"Wu Yanmei, you are already engaged, but you have colluded with other men again and again. This is shameless and unfaithful to your future husband. From today on, you and I will have no more entanglements. Remember, from now on
You will no longer be my fiancée, Ye Shaohan!"
Ye Shaohan's voice was cold, like the cold wind blowing in winter, making those around him shiver.
Immediately, everyone looked at the thin figure in shock. Ye Shaohan actually divorced Wu Yanmei in public...
"You dare to divorce me?" Wu Yanmei's eyes widened and she looked at Ye Shaohan in disbelief.
Ye Shaohan ignored Wu Yanmei's eyes, shrugged slightly, kicked Dugu Feifeng a few times, kicked his feet slightly, jumped up, and fell towards the bottom of the martial arts platform.
Then, under the gaze of everyone, he left the Ye family training ground gracefully...
...
Beside the street, sprouted willow branches were blowing in the wind. Ye Shaohan held his head in his hands, with grass in the corner of his mouth, and walked towards the courtyard quite comfortably.
No matter where he is, there is always a sacred place lingering in Ye Shaohan's heart, and that is home.
On the side of the road, the budding grass was bathing in the sunshine, and the children of the Ye family around them all cast complicated looks at Ye Shaohan.
Ye Shaohan naturally ignored those looks. He jumped into the courtyard with a light figure. There was a faint fragrance floating in the entire courtyard. Rows of black military robes were neatly arranged on the tree poles in the courtyard. Water drops were slowly falling.
It slowly dripped down the hem of the clothes, making a ticking sound.
Ye Shaohan couldn't help but pause in his steps, and his eyes fell far away on the stone table in the courtyard, where figures were moving.
The silvery hair looked extremely dazzling when refracted by the sun, the white dress fluttered feebly in the wind, and the rings of time had climbed up the mountain without knowing when that familiar face.
"Aunt Feng!" Ye Shaohan felt thirsty in his throat at this moment, his lips moved slightly, and the corners of his eyes became wet inadvertently.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan is no longer the "evil wolf" who killed thousands of people with one sword, nor the Ye Shaohan who was proud of the Ye family, but a wanderer who has just returned.
Aunt Feng's curved back trembled slightly, the robe in her hand slowly fell on the stone table, and the figure slowly turned around.
The moment his eyes touched Ye Shaohan, tears could no longer be controlled and flowed out of his slightly turbid eyes, slowly dripping down his clothes along the wrinkles.
Looking at each other speechless, Aunt Feng whispered: "It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back!"
After all, the afterglow of the setting sun could not escape its fate and slowly fell below the horizon. The night swept past like a spring breeze, covering the vast land with a layer of black gauze.
Inside the house, these side dishes, a pot of wine, and two pairs of chopsticks are placed on the table.
The vegetables are still steaming, and the fragrance is filling the air. The gentle breeze carries the aroma of the vegetables and floats far away.
The two people in the room were chatting like normal people.
After eating this meal for a long time, a long-lost warmth appeared in Ye Shaohan's heart. This warmth was the feeling of home, without any involvement of interests.
It wasn't until the moonlight gradually became brighter and the silver moonlight slowly fell on the house that Ye Shaohan slowly returned to his room.
The furnishings in the room were still the same as they were three months ago. The sheets were spread on the wooden bed spotlessly. There was a pleasant floral fragrance floating in the whole room, which came from the wild flowers outside the window.
Looking at the spotless room, Ye Shaohan felt moved in his heart. Even though he hadn't moved in for three months, Aunt Feng still came to clean it every day.
The dark necklace on Ye Shaohan's chest flashed with a red light, and the exquisite fire unicorn slowly emerged. His copper bell-like eyes stared at Ye Shaohan, and then he chuckled and said: "Boy, you really stole the show this afternoon.
It seems that those old immortals in the Ye family are going to re-examine your value!"
Ye Shaohan shrugged slightly, jumped up, and sat on the bed. His eyes sank slightly, and he paused and said: "Today's shock has had a lot of effect. Now my reputation as the number one useless person should be given up."
I’m a man, but Ye Shaohao’s behavior today is a bit beyond my expectation!”
Divorcing his wife in public undoubtedly severely trampled on the Wu family's reputation, and also increased Ye Shaohan's reputation in the Ye family.
However, what puzzled Ye Shaohan was that Ye Shaohao didn't have any anger at all.
You know, Ye Shaohan's move undoubtedly provoked conflict between the two families, and all Ye Gaotong's actions today were vaguely biased in favor of himself! But Ye Shaohao was not angry at all.
Since he couldn't figure it out, Ye Shaohan didn't want to think about it...