The old man said that late at night, he heard Ye Jingfeng's heartbeat and saw Ye Jingfeng's hands moving. Various signs showed that Ye Jingfeng was not dead at that time.
It is better to do less than to do more. The old man was afraid that others would think he was talking crazy, so he hid the matter.
However, this incident has always stuck in his mind. For seventeen years, he has been haunted by nightmares every night.
Qingge frowned fiercely.
Now she just wants to know if Yan Bingtong is with Ye Jingfeng.
If the two corpses disappeared together, they must have gone to the same place.
She was able to conclude that Ye Jingfeng was not dead because there were various evidences, but Yan Bingtong was different. The possibility that Yan Bingtong was still alive was very vague. Only the cry for help in the screen world made Qingge doubt it.
Qing Ge had a splitting headache, and in the blink of an eye, the center of his eyebrows had been rubbed red.
The old man glanced at Qingge.
The woman's eyebrows are like distant mountains, spread out like two willow branches, but when wrinkled, they are extremely sharp, giving people a sinister and sinister feeling, and should not be approached by strangers.
Ye Jingfeng and Yan Bingtong were both influential figures in the past, and all the old people have seen them. Ye Jingfeng's momentum is amazing, but his justice is awe-inspiring, and Yan Bingtong is the most powerful person in the country. Wherever he passes, it seems like a cold wind is blowing everywhere.
But Ye Qingge is different.
She is surprisingly indifferent, both good and evil, and the gloominess revealed in her bones makes people afraid to approach her.
However, when a woman smiles, it is like flowers blooming and the waves of the sea making it difficult for people to take their eyes away.
The old man has been a cremator for decades in his life. He has met many dignitaries and met countless people, but he has never seen such an extreme person, yet so perfect.
The old man seemed to have thought of something and said: "Your Majesty, I also remembered one thing. At that time, a guard told me that the bodies of General Ye and Madam Ye did not disappear together. That evening, he went to see
There were only corpses of Madam Ye, and the guards searched everywhere in vain, and there was nowhere to be found. When the guards returned, they found that General Ye's body was gone, and then they found me and explained the matter to me."
Hearing this, Qingge became excited and stood up, slapping the table, "You mean, the two corpses disappeared at different times?"
The old man nodded, "Although the old man's memory has declined over the years, the events of that year are still vivid in his mind and have never been forgotten."
Qing Ge slowly sat back down.
In this way, she can conclude that Yan Bingtong and Ye Jingfeng are not in the same place.
But what is certain is that Ye Jingfeng must be in the realm of the gods.
Is Yan Bingtong still alive?
If alive, where is she?
Qingge clenched her hands tightly.
Time will really change a person. She is no longer a lonely iron-blooded mercenary. She is Ye Qingge. She wants to find her parents.
Maybe it was just a little obsession in her heart.
She also wanted to experience what it felt like to have her father's love and mother's pampering.
Even if she crosses mountains and seas, even if she is in a different plane and is about to go to another race, she will never flinch.
"This king knows."
After understanding everything, Qingge felt much better.
Li Xin, who was kneeling on the ground, was stunned.
He is still waiting for Ye Qingge to pardon his death penalty and punish his nine clans.
Of course, he was alone, and he was not afraid of the ninety clans, not to mention the nine.
Thinking of this, the old man secretly laughed, his white beard trembling.
Ye Wuhen looked at the snickering man inexplicably, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.
Qingge helped the old man up and said: "You did make a mistake at the beginning. You noticed your father's hands moving and heard the heartbeat. You should tell grandpa instead of others, or hide it because you are old.
Gao, I don’t blame you, but you are not allowed to tell anyone what happened today, not even grandpa, otherwise, don’t blame me for being unkind."
She couldn't let Ye Qingtian know about these things for the time being.
Even if you knew it, it would only add to your sorrow.
Ye Qingtian is old and can no longer practice cultivation. In this case, he cannot go to the heavenly realm of the gods.
Of course, the night terrors can't come down either.
The reason why she wanted to go to the Heavenly Realm of the Gods was to bring Ye Jingfeng down to the Four-Star Continent to kowtow to Ye Qingtian and admit her mistake.
Let Ye Qingtian be surprised.
Qing Ge turned around and left the wooden house, and walked into the carriage with Ye Wuhen.
Li Xin walked slowly to the wooden house and watched the cars and horses go further and further away.
Li Xin whispered: "General Ye, you really have an amazing daughter."
Li Xin turned around and entered the room, saying to himself: "Without cremation, would the general still be alive that night?"
Everything in the world is confusing.
Li Xin sighed.
Carriage, heading to the Imperial City.
In the car, Ye Wuhen said: "Want to come and play chess?"
"Wouldn't I be humiliating myself by playing chess with a famous master in the imperial capital?" Qing Ge smiled.
The atmosphere is much more relaxed.
Ye Wuhen raised his eyebrows. He had always thought that Ye Qingge was very thoughtful and had every plan. It was a pity that such a person couldn't play chess.
Chessboard layout is what many wise people are most happy to do.
"Listen to what the old man said, Uncle Ye must be still alive." Ye Wuhen said.
"He is in the Heavenly Realm of the Gods." Qing Ge took a sip of tea and said.
The carriage was swaying, and she leaned lightly against the cushions and closed her eyes to rest.
"Then are you going to the Heavenly Realm of the Gods?"
Ye Wuhen's eyes sparkled.
The Heavenly Realm of the Gods, a mysterious plane outside the four-star continent.
It is said that there are crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and powerful people like clouds there. Only those who are powerful enough to be a great spiritual master will be taken to the heavenly realm of the gods by the mysterious person.
The realm of the gods, a symbol of strength, the heaven and earth of the venerable.
The reason why Ye Wuhen knew about the Heavenly Realm of the Gods was because he had an opportunity and accidentally learned about it during his years of training outside.
"go."
The woman opened her thin lips lightly and said calmly.
One word, majestic.
She is now a Second Sword Spiritual Master. After breaking through the Seven Swords and becoming a Great Spiritual Master, the Guardians of the Nine Realms will naturally take her to the Heavenly Realm of the Gods.
The road is long and long.
The only thing Qingge is afraid of is that the speed of her cultivation cannot match the speed of Ye Qingtian's aging.
Ye Wuhen looked at Qing Ge and fell into deep thought.
The road to Ye Qingge is very long.
Her journey, her future, is above the nine heavens, at the top of the clouds.
The carriage stopped in front of Yefu Gate.
Walking into the house with a light song.
Everyone in the entire Imperial City knows that the second young lady of the Ye family does not have much time left.
The four kings came to see her off on her last journey.
"Going to Xiaoyu's place?" Ye Wuhen asked.
"The spirit boy should stay with her, and we won't go there," Qingge said.
Anu, who was following behind, heard this and quickly took over the conversation, "Your Majesty, the young soul boy is gone."
"Gone? Where did you go?" Qing Ge frowned.
"I don't know, I just walked in a hurry." Anu answered truthfully.
Qingge's eyes flashed slightly, and she raised an eyebrow.
Thinking of what Ye Yu said before, Qingge pursed her lips.
She thought she should know why the soul boy left.
"Where will he go at this time?" Ye Wuhen was unhappy.
Ye Yu liked the soul boy very much. When he left, the soul boy was by his side, so it was not uncomfortable to walk on the road to hell.