Fairy Shengyu's cheeks were as pale as paper even if they were smeared with a thick layer of rouge.
The patriarch of the Shengyu clan looked at the fairy. Although Gongzi Ye's words were a bit harsh, on such a serious day, the clan leader was indeed unhappy by the fact that the clan leader was dressed up and dressed up.
"Clan leader, I..." Fairy Shengyu wanted to say something, but found that any words seemed pale and weak at this moment.
Previously, she heard from the maid that Ye Clan Ye Palace threw Bing Mu out. Fairy Shengyu even thought Young Master Ye was very attractive. Only now did she realize that the most beautiful man of the Thousand Clan has thorns, and anyone who tries to pick them will be stabbed.
hurt.
"Ye Dian is laughing." The clan leader said.
Ji Yue looked indifferently at the hair accessories on Fairy Shengyu's head. Several hairpins were particularly dazzling in the sun.
"Since you call yourself a fairy, don't wear some vulgar things. What's the difference between you and the people in the world?" Ji Yue said indifferently.
The red blood on Fairy Shengyu's face seemed to have been wiped clean in an instant, like a willow swaying in the wind. Her slender fingers gently grasped the sleeves of her shirt, and her beautiful eyes looked at Ji Yue with tears in her eyes.
"Young Master, it's time for us to return to the clan." Aunt Ye was sure that the Young Master came to the Shengyu Clan to seek justice for the fifth elder.
Before coming here, the ancestor of the Night Clan reminded her not to cause trouble in the Night Palace.
Before Ji Yue could speak, the leader of the Shengyu clan heard it and quickly invited Ji Yue in: "Yedian, since you are all here, why don't you go in and have a seat. The tea of the Shengyu clan can leave the fragrance for several days. It is not a rumor!"
Aunt Ye's mouth twitched slightly, and she looked at the diligent Shengyu Clan leader speechlessly, with sympathy gradually showing in her eyes.
In these years, the most powerful person of the Shengyu Clan, Yuhuang, has been in seclusion and has no plans to leave seclusion for ten thousand years, so that the Shengyu Clan was removed from the upper three tribes.
Among thousands of races, there are countless overt and covert battles, the survival of the fittest, and the survival of the fittest. Don't look at the happy faces of the races on the list. In fact, if you are not careful, there will be a hundred feet of abyss, and other rising races will take their place at any time.
No matter how strong the underlying strength of the races removed from the list is, they will eventually be exhausted.
Later, the Shengyu Clan no longer relied on the power of the Yuhuang, because there were rumors among the Qianzu that the Yuhuang was not in seclusion, but had actually died long ago.
As for those who are strong in seclusion, they are most afraid of being disturbed. The people of the Shengyu tribe cannot argue with each other.
Regardless of whether Emperor Yu lives or dies, as long as he does not appear for one day, the overall strength of the Sheng Yu Clan and its status among the Thousand Clan will only decline!
In order to stabilize the status of the Shengyu Clan, the clan leader and other senior officials could only come up with ways to stay together. For so many years, the Shengyu Clan has always been a subordinate race of the Changbai Fairy Clan.
The Changbai Immortal Clan dares to use the word "fairy" in their race name, which shows their great ambition and strength!
This is also an extremely mythical race. At that time, the Dream clan was prospering, and the Dream clan leader was even expected to break through the bottleneck and surpass himself to ascend to the realm of immortality. Suddenly, due to the Thousand Poison Plague, the clan was massacred overnight, and the Dream clan leader committed suicide.
The golden cauldron door of the Shengyu Clan closed one after another. Auntie Ye Clan put away her thoughts, narrowed her narrow eyes, and looked at the leader of the Shengyu Clan carefully.
A few years ago, Chief Shengyu visited the Ye Clan at night to meet with his ancestors and wanted to follow the Ye Clan, but unfortunately his ancestors rejected him.
Now that Young Master Ye has come to Shengyu in person, the patriarch is naturally attentive and flattering, but the patriarch never expected that Ye Dian came here not to have a long conversation with him, but to protect his wife!
Fairy Shengyu took off the bejeweled hairpin on her head and followed a few people step by step, occasionally glancing at Ji Yue.
"Young Master comes to the Shengyu Clan, but what are your needs?" asked the leader of the Shengyu Clan.
"I heard that General Nan is ill and seriously injured, so I have sent a powerful elixir."
Great tonic elixir...
The eyes of Shengyu Clan Chief shined. The Ye Clan had many rare elixirs. The ancestor was usually very good at digging them up. He was famously stingy and no one could get them.
If Uncle Nanyan could obtain the Ye Clan elixir and invite a Ren Clan doctor, the wounds of a pair of broken arms might be cured.
"My grandson is able to receive Ye Dian's attention because he has been blessed for three lifetimes." Chief Shengyu raised his hand excitedly, "Ye Dian, please..."
Chief Shengyu brought Ji Yue to Uncle Nan Yan's residence. Uncle Nan Yan was lying on the bed like a useless body, unable to move. His forehead was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and the wounds on his arms were wrapped in layers of soft cloth.
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"Grandpa..." Uncle Nan Yan shouted in pain when he saw the leader of the Shengyu clan.
"Uncle Yan, this is Young Master Ye of the Ye Clan. When he heard about your injury, he was worried and brought the Ye Clan's magic medicine." Chief Shengyu said.
Uncle Nan Yan's eyes were shining, and the doctor Shicai told him that if he could get a miracle elixir and a high-ranking doctor from the Ren tribe, his broken arms would be cured.
"Yedian..." Uncle Nan Yan moved his body and saluted hurriedly. The clan leader stabilized Uncle Nan Yan, and Fairy Shengyu intervened: "General Nan, you don't have to salute. Young Master Ye can feel your sincerity." Nan.
Uncle Yan's eyes were slightly red: "It must be that God couldn't stand the poisonous woman of the Blood Demon, so he asked the young master to take pity on me. When my arms heal, I will definitely pick up my bone-piercing knife and smash those demons into pieces one by one."
Turned into a pulp, especially the fifth elder
, I must tear her body to pieces with my own hands and send her to the eighteenth level of hell!"
Aunt Ye couldn't bear to hear any more, turned her face away, and quietly raised her hand to rub her temples.
The moment Ji Yue looked at Uncle Nan Yan, Uncle Nan Yan felt the biting cold wind blowing by his ears, and his soul seemed to be shattered.
Ji Yue took out the brocade box and placed it on the table.
Fairy Shengyu took it and asked urgently: "Is this the elixir?"
"Hmm." Ji Yue glanced at the brocade box. It should be a pill.
Fairy Shengyu walked towards Uncle Nanyan with the elixir, and Aunt Ye said: "Fairy, please show this elixir to the traditional Chinese medicine doctor."
"No need, the magic elixir of the Night Clan is definitely not fake." Fairy Shengyu took out the elixir and placed it on Uncle Nan Yan's mouth. Uncle Nan Yan also opened his mouth impatiently.
The elixir melts instantly in your mouth, and wisps of water smoke-like elixir breath flow through your lips, teeth and throat.
"Blood Demon! Damn it!" Uncle Nan Yan was excited and angry.
Ji Yue clasped one hand behind her back, her eyes becoming increasingly cold.
His eyes fell on Uncle Nan Yan, and his cold eyes were like looking at a dead person.
After a while, Uncle Nan Yan suddenly trembled violently, coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, his canthus was about to burst, and the black and white parts of his eyes were congested and red.
"This..." Fairy Shengyu was at a loss and looked at the leader of Shengyu Clan aside in panic and horror.
"Yan'er, Yan'er..." Chief Shengyu panicked: "Quick, call the doctor..."
The moment Uncle Nan Yan's body trembled, he vomited a large mouthful of blood.
The blood spurted upwards and then fell, covering Uncle Nan Yan's face.
Uncle Nan Yan turned his head with difficulty and looked at the man who was unparalleled in elegance and beauty. Young Master——Ye——!