Ye Ying was punished to kneel on the mountain, and the blood flowing from the wound dyed her green dress red.
Granny Lu Qiong walked with the help of Nangong Chu on crutches.
She placed a dark jar on the ground in front of Ye Ying, sighed, and said quietly: "Xiao Ying, I don't mean to deliberately embarrass you, but you understand that you are different from others."
"You carry the blood feud of your family on your body. You have to find the person who slaughtered your whole family and kill him."
Grandma Lu Qiong sighed.
She shook her head, turned and left the mountains.
Ye Ying held up the cold black altar, with an extremely painful expression on her cheeks.
The ashes of hundreds of members of the Ye clan are all in this small jar.
...
Cold Moon Peak.
The people in front of the crystal table were sitting upright and meticulous, with no unnecessary expressions on their faces, waiting for the food handed over by Protector Bai.
The table full of delicacies are all made by Ye Mohan.
In the past, no one would have dared to imagine such treatment.
Chu Yue, who had been hungry for a long time, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and took a few bites. She felt that the food was delicious, delicious and unforgettable.
Yun Huan held a bowl, looked at Chu Yue with disappointment, and muttered: "Is it so delicious? Is it more delicious than what Master makes?"
Yun Huan looked at it with great disdain. After snorting, he took a piece and put it into his mouth. His eyes suddenly lit up.
"Mom, eat more, you have worked hard today."
Xiaobao stood on the chair, concentrating on picking up vegetables and serving soup for Chu Yue, looking like a well-behaved and sensible person.
Seeing this, Zhuge Hong couldn't help but suspect that the little baby in front of him was the elder...
Yan Nanji worked hard and planned to get her money back. While devouring her food, she did not forget to say to Hua Yuehen beside her: "Brother Hua, as the ancients said, to capture a woman's heart, you must capture her heart."
Stomach, the ancients never deceived me."
Hua Yuehen frowned.
Did the ancients say such things?
"Xie Junior Brother, what are you doing?"
Yan Nanji's eyes widened and she looked at Xie Zimo in confusion.
Xie Zimo was using a purple jade box to pack some food.
Hearing this, Xie Zimo's cheeks turned red and he said, "My father has been cared for by His Highness the Holy Land. If I can eat His Highness's delicacies once, my father's life will be worthwhile."
"What a filial son." Lin prisoner said movedly, and then followed the same pattern and packed some food.
Especially Yan Nanji, as if she smelled a business opportunity, she took out a huge box...
Chu Yue looked calm, her eyes moved slightly, and she glanced lightly, flashing a hint of pain.
Her flesh...
"It was rumored that His Highness the Emperor, with a ferocious spirit, would be the future Lord of One Hundred Ghosts. Now that I have seen him, he is completely different from the rumors."
Zhuge Hong was so moved that he turned to look at Chu Yue: "It's really enviable that Miss Ye has found a good son-in-law."
Chu Yue: "..." A grown man envied her for finding a good son-in-law?
"It's really enviable."
Yan Nanji sighed softly, with envy in her eyes.
It is said that His Highness the Emperor is extremely wealthy and has a fortune...
"But having said that, today's battle with Ye Ying, Xiao Yue'er was really surprising."
Leng Qingshuang smiled lazily and said: "To deal with Da Wuxuan with thunder tribulation, you really have no martial ethics. I guess that old woman will be so angry that she will burst into smoke."
At this point, Leng Qingshuang laughed out loud.
The others all agreed.
Han Yue Peak was happy and warm, but Tu Weiwei's face was full of doubts.
She clearly wanted to find Ye Chuyue for a life-and-death battle, but she didn't know why she came here to make a living...
In this way, after a meal, everyone settled in Hanyue Peak.
Chu Yue looked at the table like wind and clouds, with no flesh left, and there was a bit of sadness in her eyes.
When Chu Yue returned to the room, Ye Mohan came in under the starry sky after finishing cleaning up. Before coming, he had already washed away the worldly atmosphere.
"Why are you so depressed?"
Ye Mohan wrapped his cloak around her body, carried it across the screen, and pressed it against the edge of the bed, "Aren't you full?"
Chu Yue leaned lightly on the jade pillow, her eyelashes trembling slightly, before her eyes was an enlarged handsome face, and purple eyes like gems embedded in the night.
The blood mole at the end of the eye is particularly beautiful, like the charming setting sun.
Ye Mohan looked at her, gently rubbed the girl's head with his slender hands, and then took out a sandalwood food box.
For a moment, the aroma filled the room, tickling Chu Yue's stomach.
"This is yours alone."
Ye Mo's cold eyes were like cold stars, and his voice was like jade: "It's something they don't have."