Chapter 1237 Gold on the outside, ruin on the inside
"Grandma, do you think I will be the one who sacrifices myself to save the common people?"
Qing Ge curled her lips and smiled, her smile was as bright as a flower, her eyes were dark and unclear, and she looked at her grandfather indifferently.
The grandfather's eyes were meaningful, "Isn't it? You are the Four Kings, and you are willing to sacrifice for the four empires, let alone the common people."
"The mission has nothing to do with sacrifice or responsibility. Rather than doing it for the four empires, it is more for myself. The four empires are my responsibility. I only need to do my part.
Everything else has nothing to do with me."
Qingge said calmly: "The lives of everyone in the world are lives, isn't my life, Ye Qingge's, not my life?"
"Sure enough, she is as stubborn as your mother." Grandpa said.
"It's a pity that my mother is already dead, and she hasn't even enjoyed the happiness of a family yet." Qingge said.
This sentence was also a way for her to test her grandfather.
If the matter of dark green eyes is not due to the Five Elements talent, if it is related to elves, we can only start from the bloodline.
Moreover, she always felt that Yan Bingtong was not dead, especially in the screen world of Burning Moon Palace.
Yan Bingtong said to save her. Although her voice was as ethereal as if she had traveled through centuries, she always felt that it was very real.
Ye Jingfeng is not dead and is still in the Heavenly Realm of the Gods. Maybe Yan Bingtong is also still alive.
Grandpa stopped and leaned on a snake-head crutch.
After several words, it can be seen that Ye Qingge is a very smart person. When he should be arrogant, he is more arrogant than anyone else, and when he should be restrained, he is also calmer than anyone else.
She has great ambitions, and she doesn't hide them.
She looks somewhat similar to Yan Bingtong, but they are completely different and have different styles.
One is stunning, the other is cold, arrogant and gloomy.
Although Yan Bingtong is extremely talented and powerful, she can only kill people with a nod of her head, so she will not do things perfectly.
Even if they are enemies of life and death, they will still give each other a chance to breathe.
Grandpa also taught her many times, but due to her temper, there was nothing she could do about it.
However, not many people will remember her affection, but they will hate her even more.
Ye Qingge is different. She has been dormant in the dark. If she takes action, she will be fatal with one blow.
The so-called cutting off the grass and roots, otherwise the disaster will be endless.
Grandpa smiled gently, turned around, faced Ye Qingge, and said, "My child, have you ever thought that your mother may not be dead?"
"Not dead?" Qing Ge's eyes narrowed.
"You must be scared."
The grandfather chuckled twice, "Seventeen years have passed. If he hadn't died, he should have come out long ago. I'm afraid the body has rotted and only a set of bones are left."
Qing Ge lowered his eyelids, remained calm and did not speak.
Obviously, Grandpa had something to say about what he just said.
However, she whetted Qingge's appetite, but she did not tell the story to the end.
There was a cold smile on Qingge's lips. Grandpa didn't say anything, just wanted Qingge to fall into her trap and let Qingge take the initiative to ask. In this case, Qingge would be at a disadvantage and follow her.
Generally speaking, curiosity kills.
Although Qingge was curious, since her grandfather didn't tell her, she wouldn't ask.
She believed that if her grandfather wanted to say something, he would have said it even if she didn't ask.
Grandpa looked at Qing Ge who remained silent and silent, and secretly admired him. He was actually a calm child.
Compared with many young people in the Yan family, he is outstanding.
It's no wonder that at a young age, he was a Second Sword Spiritual Master and became the king of the four empires. He couldn't do it just by luck without any real ability.
In this way, an old man and a young man walked leisurely in the Yan family courtyard, chatting about interesting things from the past and present, and testing each other from time to time.
Whenever the younger generation meets an old man, they will respectfully call out "Grandpa."
As we were walking, Grandpa suddenly said, "Son, are you interested in coming to Yan's house?"
"I will consider it." Qingge said vaguely.
In the future, if the matter with Jialan is resolved, if she doesn't come to Luohua City, she will go to Netherworld Island.
As for Luohua City, there are only two places to stay, the City Lord's Mansion and the Yan Family.
Yong Yesheng was not a good person, but at least Mo Xie stayed in the city lord's mansion for two years and did not fall into adversity. On the contrary, the Yan family, although he was her maternal ancestor, was a stranger.
Moreover, after having a heart-to-heart talk with her grandfather today, she was even more reluctant to come to the Yan family.
Grandpa's invitation to her seemed to seduce her, step by step, step by step, to let her enter the Yan family first, and then make other plans.
Unknown dangers and thorns are everywhere. Qingge will naturally not step into the den of tigers and wolves without any precautions.
"Why, the Yan family can't accommodate your giant Buddha?"
Grandpa changed his previous kindness, his face was solemn and solemn, with a hint of anger.
The tone is unquestionable and powerful without being angry.
And this is the style of the ancestor of the Yan family, her true face.
Qingge's face remained unchanged, as still as a mountain. She nodded slightly, clasped her hands in her fists, and said: "As I just said, my granddaughter has a lot of responsibilities on her shoulders, so she doesn't dare to aim too high. If her granddaughter is an irresponsible person, even if she comes
The Yan family is nothing but a cancer."
Grandpa raised his gray eyebrows.
Over the past two years, she has been secretly collecting information about Ye Qingge.
It is said that Ye Qingge is an irritable person.
In front of her, Ye Qingge kept her secret and showed no fear, let alone any unwillingness.
It looks cold, but actually there is a fighting knife hidden in the bones.
Grandpa frowned. She had seen countless people, and for the first time she realized that she couldn't understand a young junior.
He seems to be arrogant and domineering, and is addicted to murder, but in fact he has an exquisite heart with eight orifices.
Seeing that Qingge didn't force himself, Grandpa became the kind old man again and smiled lightly, "In that case, you go do what you should do first. The Yan family's door will be open for you at any time. Maybe, you will be the Yan family's subordinate."
An grandfather."
Qingge's eyes flashed, and she suddenly became more vigilant.
What Grandpa meant was that he wanted her to become the future leader of the Yan family.
With the talent of Qingge, it would be shining brightly in the Yan family.
But the point is, what is the purpose of grandfather doing this?
"There is only one grandfather in the world, and there is no second." Qingge said.
Grandpa smiled brightly and said, "You kid, you have a very sweet mouth."
"My granddaughter is just discussing things." Qingge said.
"Grandma is getting old, and sooner or later she will end up in that cold coffin."
The grandfather looked lonely, "Every branch of the Yan family is full of useless people. They are fighting openly and secretly. The Yan family seems to be prosperous and stands at the top of Luohua City, but in fact, the golden catkins on the outside are defeated by the catkins on the inside, making them vulnerable to a single blow.
"
Grandpa sighed.
For so many years, the Yan family has been supported by her alone.
Qingge's eyes flickered as she looked at her grandfather, with those sharp brows, she could almost imagine what a vigorous and vigorous person her grandfather was when he was young.
"Grandma, the Yan family will get better and better." Qingge said.
Whether the future development of the Yan family is good or bad has nothing to do with her.
However, she always talks about people and ghosts.
If she hadn't had a strong willpower, she would have even fallen into Grandpa's trap, thinking that Grandpa was just a lonely, helpless old man.