He didn't expect that Fu Xiqin would still exist on this small continent.
If this Fuxi Qin is thrown into the Demon Realm, the Demon Realm may not have peace in the past hundred years.
Qingge asked Ye Qingcheng to close her eyes and play in front of Fuxi Qin again. Yin Liangcha took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the inner room. The two of them wrote two words in front of the stone table in Baihua. Qingge hesitated for a while before writing on the rice paper.
Outline the character "Qing".
"Hey." Ji Yue suddenly muttered while lying on a pile of rice paper.
"kindness?"
"You saved Ye Qingcheng probably because of Mei Qingchen." Ji Yue looked a little languid.
Mei Qingchen.
Night allure.
The singer pointed to the langhao pen, which happened to be the last stroke of the word "Qing". She looked at Ji Yue with a smile, and suddenly scribbled on Ji Yue with the pen in her hand. Ji Yue barked a few times and ran around.
On the eaves, she glared at Qingge and called out a few times in grievance. Yin Liangsha was just finishing writing the word "京". She couldn't help laughing when she saw Ji Yue's angry look.
"Qingcheng, we've finished writing." Yin Liangsha shouted to Ye Qingcheng in the pavilion.
Ye Qingcheng suddenly placed her hands on the strings of the piano, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. She turned to the two Qing Ges, and there was a bright moon rising beside her. The white moonlight happened to be bright, and the winter plums in Fengyue Pavilion were blooming in the wind, and the fragrance was overflowing.
, "Princess Chaoyang and Third Miss wrote about Jing in the capital and Qing in the Qing family respectively." The moment the cold plum blossoms fell and the snow fell, she turned her head and looked at the side of the stone table.
Yin Liang was stunned. The rice paper with the word "京" written on it slipped from his fingers to the ground and was covered with fresh snow in a blink of an eye. "This... how is this possible..."
Not to mention that Ye Qingcheng was separated from them by a yard, and she still had her eyes closed.
"Third Miss!"
Ye Qingcheng walked quickly with a solemn expression, "Ye Rou asked Ye Xue to arrange for her to fight with you during the competition between the Japanese clan tomorrow. She wants to kill you, and Ye Xue has already informed Qin Lan, the mistress of the Ye family."
"presumptuous."
Yin Liangsha gasped and said angrily: "The clan competition is just for young people from aristocratic families to compete with each other on their strengths. As soon as the point is made, who dares to hurt someone's life?"
"Ye Rou thinks that the third lady is just a waste. She is very confident in her own strength. Even if she accidentally kills someone, the Ye family will not be willing to punish her. At most, it will only be a small punishment." Ye Qingcheng said.
Yin Liangsha still couldn't believe it, "But the people of the Beiyue Kingdom know that the great elder loves Qingge. How would she not know? If Qingge died in her hands, the great elder would never let her go.
"
"She is just a young lady from a nearby family, and she only heard about the affairs of the Ye family." Qingge sat down on the stone chair and sorted out the rice paper that was ruffled by the wind, "After all, Ye Qingge is just a waste, usually
, the only thing that aristocratic family pays attention to is profit. She was born in a side family, and this idea is naturally ingrained in her ears and eyes. She believes that it is not a pity for Ye Qingge to die. As long as she is outstanding, her grandfather will not do it for someone even if he loves Ye Qingge no matter how much he loves her.
The dead trash is going to kill her."
"She is really brave."
Yin Liangsha snorted coldly, his eyes filled with contempt.
"Since she wants this result, let her get her wish."
Qingge held all the rice papers in her hands, her mind moved slightly, and the red spiritual fire suddenly appeared, burning the pile of rice papers into clouds of smoke in an instant. The word "Qing" in the notes disappeared strangely in the red fire.
.
The bloody light and fire burned out in Ye Qingcheng's eyes. The weapon refiner...
Yin Liangcha was just surprised when he looked at the red spiritual fire. For a moment, he did not associate the fire with the weapon refiner. After all, the spiritual fire of many weapon refiners was cyan, like lightning.
Only then did the weapon master realize how valuable the red spiritual fire was. It was normal for Yin Liangshi not to notice it for a while.
*
Days.
Dawn had just broken, and the Ye family was bustling with activity. Ye Zhengxiong was sitting in a wheelchair being pushed by his servants to greet the guests. Qin Lan was still busy with clan competitions. In the elder's hall, Ye Qingtian and Shangguanlin were discussing the seriousness of the Ye family.
things.
The guests gradually filled up, and the night house was full of people.
The clan competition took place at the Ye Family's martial arts training ground. The originally empty martial arts training ground now contained a stone platform. The stone platform was dark red, like the color of blood deposited there.
There were countless seats in front of the stone platform, and as the three elders of the Ye family took their seats, they gradually filled up.
The Xiao family, the Yun family, the Mo family, the Ouyang family and other large and small aristocratic families and official families all sent people to watch the battle. It can be said that the clan competition of the Ye family is not only a clan competition, but also the future of the Ye family.
Everyone in the major families wants to know who is in control of the future of the Ye family.
When Bei Yueming arrived, Qin Lan came forward to greet him enthusiastically. Bei Yueming politely bowed his hands to Ye Qingtian and others before taking their seats.
"The prince has arrived."
Outside the martial arts training ground, someone shouted.
Immediately, everyone at the seats stood up, slightly bent their upper bodies, and saluted the future Northern Moon Emperor with respect.
A warm smile appeared on Beihuang's face. He strode over, stopped in front of the seat, bowed, and said generously: "You don't have to be polite. My father is worried about state affairs and can't come in person, so I asked me to come and take a look.
, I have returned to the palace so that I can explain to him the wonderful features of the clan competition."
After a few pleasantries, Beihuang sat down next to Ye Qingtian.
"Grandpa Ye, are you unhappy?" Beihuang asked when he saw that Ye Qingtian's face was not very good.
Mo Yuntian, who was sitting in the back, laughed, "The old man's precious granddaughter is going to be in the ring today, how can he be so happy?"
"Can't you say a few words less?" Su Ya on the side looked helplessly at her husband.
Mo Yuntian scratched the back of his head and said, "Okay, madam."
Mo Xie, who was rushing here with Ye Jingjing in his arms, heard his father's disgusting words and made a vomiting expression in shame, "It's really disgusting."
"You bastard!" Mo Yuntian was furious, "You are going to rebel, you little bastard. If you don't get a roof over your head for three days, I will beat your ass to pieces."
Su Ya had a headache and rubbed her forehead.
The corner of Ye Qingtian's mouth twitched, and Xiao Cang patted Mo Yuntian on the shoulder, "Look, my grandson is still good."
Xiao Cang pursed his lips towards Xiao Rufeng, who was standing aside and looked elegant. Mo Yuntian glanced at Xiao Rufeng and snorted out of his nose, "Can I beat your grandson as well?"
Xiao Cang: "..."
What a mess!
The battle between clans was decided by drawing lots. After a round of drawing, Qin Lan walked onto the ring, elegant as frost, smiled lightly and said: "In the first game, Ye Rou, the collateral clan of California, versus Ye Qingge, the direct clan of the family."
When these words came out, an uproar arose, and everyone was stunned.
Ye Qingtian frowned, Mo Yuntian and his son stopped making trouble, and Bei Yueming's eyes flickered.
Yun Wanwan, who was sitting behind Bei Yueming, sneered and said, "I heard that Ye Rou from California is very strong. It seems that Ye Qingge can't even survive the first battle."