Ye Qinglan was shocked: "The King of Qin is dead? How could it be?"
That was King Qin, the god of war. He was extremely powerful. Few people could hurt him, let alone endanger his life.
Ye Yufeng lazily raised his head and drank the glass of wine, then slowly said: "Well, didn't I learn that Lan'er was coming down the mountain a few days ago? We all went to Yuncheng to pick her up, but no one did.
, but I saw a good show. The King of Qin was poisoned by the Poison Saint summoned by Red Sleeves, and he did not know whether to live or die."
The boys from their Ye family watched the whole process.
Anyway, I hate people from the Jun family.
So no one came forward to help.
Including their second child, Ye Yunya.
After seeing that the fight there was almost over, Wen Tuntun took action. As a result, King Qin Junziqian was poisoned, his whereabouts are unknown, and his life or death is unknown.
Ye Qinglan suddenly realized that it was no wonder that when the emperor came over tonight, his face was so gloomy.
It turns out that something happened to King Qin.
"But if King Qin really dies, then grandpa's alliance leader order should also be returned to its original owner."
He murmured lightly, blending with the fragrance of wine and the night wind, Ye Yufeng's eyes were cold.
Picking up the remaining wine, Ye Yufeng stood up and it was time to leave.
He patted Ye Qinglan's head gently: "Okay, fourth brother is leaving."
The moment Ye Qinglan raised her head, she saw a white shadow in front of her, stepping into the air, flying away, and disappeared into the night sky in the blink of an eye.
Like the unfettered wind, no one can catch it.
"Remember! We are always by your side. Whenever you want to go home, just let us pick you up. Don't worry about that bullshit agreement. Even if we flatten the palace and tear apart the Jun family, we will take you away!
"
Ye Yufeng's voice echoed in her ears. Looking at the figure leaving gracefully, Ye Qinglan's eyes filled with a soft smile: "Fourth brother..."
She stood there for a long time until Wen Zhu came over.
"Master, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Ye Qinglan shook her head and looked up at the clear and bright moon. She slowly returned to her calm and indifferent appearance, but there was a softness between her eyebrows that she didn't usually have.
It was probably the appearance of that young man that gave her some relief from her long-suffering worries.
Wen Zhu couldn't help but wonder: "Master, is that young master your brother? One wine gourd, one jade flute... I seem to have heard of it somewhere... Ah, he is..."
As if she had guessed the young master's identity, Wen Zhu's heart was filled with ups and downs.
"He is my fourth brother and the god of wind in white." Ye Qinglan nodded, with just a faint smile on his face, but it was not difficult to hear the kindness in his words.
As soon as these words came out, I couldn't help but feel shocked: the wind god in white clothes, the gentleman with a jade face.
That is the most famous white-clothed Fengshen in the martial arts today. He has been famous for nearly ten years and is one of the top masters in the world.
Ye Yufeng's acting style is just like his name, like the unfettered wind, coming and going freely, and like a shadow, appearing quietly.
Wen Zhu thought he must be middle-aged and elderly, but who knew that he was actually such a handsome and handsome young master, and he was also Ye Qinglan's brother.
"We, fourteen brothers and sisters, were all selected by the clan leader..." Ye Qinglan's expression suddenly fell into a trance, as if she had fallen into some kind of memory, "In terms of age, I am the fifth eldest.
Brothers and sisters all practice martial arts, study medicine, and make drugs according to their respective talents... We grew up together and played together..."
Wen Zhu just listened quietly. She knew that the master missed his relatives at home infinitely at this time.
Ye Qinglan's cold eyes softened, thinking of her fourth brother, who was as graceful and graceful as ever, with a carefree smile on his face and a carefree and unrestrained look.
It seems that nothing in this world can retain this storm that seems to fall from the sky.
And he is also the only one among these brothers and sisters who ignores the clan rules and uses the name of Ye family to travel around the world.
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Modify it here.
"Martial Emperor" Grandpa Ming is the biological grandfather of Ye Yufeng and Ye Youlan.