Eight hundred and thirtieth chapters sit and reap the benefits of the fisherman
The loser is naturally drinking the bitter wine he brewed alone, while the winner is drinking freely. Two completely different situations, two completely different endings, although they come from the same night family, although they come from the same mother.
One father, but the two very different endings of Ye Qianyou and Ye Feiyu will definitely make the Extreme Cold City boil for a long time. In addition to the fact that the Extreme Cold City will be boiling for a long time, as the parties involved, their state of mind
There will also be earth-shaking changes.
Ye Qianyou was taken away by the law enforcement guards of Ye Ming Palace. He was like the body of a walking corpse, his eyes were dull and dull, and he was mechanically driven away to the depths of Ye Ming Palace by these guards. He was once the body of Ye Ming Palace.
Tianzhizi, once known as the most talented young man in Yeming Palace, has become a prisoner. The guards who escorted him had complicated looks in their eyes, ranging from confusion to pity, and more
The other is as heartbroken as hating iron for not being able to become steel.
This is an iceberg deep in the Night Palace. Like other icebergs, this iceberg emits a faint cold light. The smooth mirror-like cliff has already been covered with a thick layer of ice, and the dark and cold light shines freely.
Glittering under the cold night. On the mountainside of this iceberg, there is a narrow artificially carved cave. The cold wind is blowing wildly in the cave. The rocks in the cave are
It had already been blown flat by the cold wind that was blowing hard.
Ye Qianyou climbed up into the cave alone along a rugged path several feet wide from the bottom of the mountain. A gust of cold wind blew in, and the biting chill was like countless iron needles hitting his body.
He couldn't help but shudder. This cave was Ye Qianyou's home. He knew that the crime of patricide had long been established, and he also knew that he would spend the rest of his life in this cave. He also knew that this iceberg
There was not just the cave he was in, there were many caves, but they were already covered by thick ice.
A phoenix falling into the water is not as good as a chicken. Only he can understand the feeling of falling from the clouds. He once succeeded as a young man and became the candidate for the next palace master, but how could he only be punished alone in this ice cave every day?
He also suffered the pain of being torn apart by the cold wind like a knife. The cold wind just now was only the lightest and smallest, but it almost knocked him out of the cave, and then there were more
The fierce and cold wind blew in, and he had to endure the punishment like an invisible blade slicing his body for the rest of his life.
If it were in the past, he would definitely not be afraid of this cold wind that cuts like a knife, but at this moment, the internal energy around him has been sealed. Even though his internal energy is extremely deep, he can't even use the slightest bit of internal energy.
He was just like an ordinary person. It should be said that he was an ordinary young man with a handsome and enchanting appearance. Unable to use his internal strength, it was naturally difficult for him to resist the cold wind coming from the invisible blade. The clothes on his body had already been violently blasted just now.
The cold wind blowing in opened many holes, but his expression at this time was still not much better than his clothes.
"Heinous crime, the crime of patricide, cannot be tolerated by heaven. If it were you, what would you do?" His dull expression finally changed, and a strange light began to appear in his dull eyes.
He whispered in his mouth. As for who he was in his mouth, only he knew. The slightly changing expressions and eyes did not last long, but disappeared in a flash. He sat there,
Looking at the dim night outside the cave entrance, his expression once again returned to a dull look, his eyes were no longer bright, and they were filled with a look of dull dementia.
Looking at the cold body, the corners of Ye Feiyu's mouth raised slightly, and a sinister sneer flickered in and out. As the son of King Nighthawk, the only son who can wear sackcloth and mourn for King Nighthawk now is
He was left. There was only one day, and a lot of things had already happened that day. King Nighthawk was attacked and killed. As for who was the real murderer, Ye Feiyu knew very well in his heart. He naturally knew that his brother Ye Qian
You are just a scapegoat.
The Ye family is large, but there are not many people in the Ye family. The cold night envelopes the Ye family. The death of Nighthawk King did not bring too much grief to the Ye family. The cold corpse was placed there
In a big house in the Ye family, this big house has become a temporary mourning hall. Since the body of King Nighthawk was brought back to the Ye family, everyone in the Ye family has focused their attention on Ye Feiyu. Because
Ye Qianyou has been reduced to a prisoner, and the only person who can really bring new hope to the Ye family is the second son of the Ye family who has risen rapidly.
As usual, the Ye family would not announce the death of King Nighthawk until the next day. Although the nine bells that symbolized the most noble ring had been rung in Yeming Palace, the news of King Nighthawk's death did not come so soon.
Announcement. Although the entire Extreme Cold City knew the fact that King Nighthawk was dead, and also knew that the murderer was his eldest son Ye Qianyou, the people of Extreme Cold City still kept mumbling in silence.
With all this.
Although there was not much sadness in the Ye family, there was still a heavy atmosphere. At this time, only Ye Feiyu was left in the big room where the body of King Nighthawk was placed. All the servants and guards of the Ye family had retreated.
, the other two elders of the Ye family, King Ye You and King Ye Cang, did not show too many sad expressions. The extremely cold city was completely cold, and its people's hearts were also ruthless. Everyone knew that King Nighthawk was killed.
Ye Qianyou was attacked and killed. Even an upright official could not handle family matters, let alone a matter between father and son.
"Other people think that I covet the position of Palace Master, but how do you know what I want in my heart? Big brother, big brother, you are good at everything, but you are too proud and arrogant. And you, Ye Ming Palace has
What's so good? What's so good about this extremely cold place? I'm tired of staying here. I'm facing the freezing cold environment all day long. I'm going crazy. How do you know how terrible the outside world is?
Wonderful, why do you want him to go to Linglong Valley this time instead of me? I want to go out, I don’t want to stay in this ghost place, you know, I am tired of this ghost place and don’t want to stay here for a moment.”
The beating bonfire reflected Ye Feiyu's slightly evil expression. His eyes were complex and ferocious, and his slender red phoenix eyes shot out a brilliant light that was as bright as a flame. His gaze was always
Falling on the cold corpse, the slender palms were tightly held, and it could be seen that there were green veins like earthworms bursting out from his wrists. This was caused by his clenching the fist too hard. After a long time,
Only then did his expression recover, and the veins on his forehead disappeared along with his evil expression.
A figure entered the big house silently and unimpeded like a ghost under the night sky. The man's hair was disheveled, and his ferocious face was embedded with a pair of eyes that flickered like will-o'-the-wisps. If an ordinary person saw this person,
, must think that this is a real ghost from the underworld. The man's robes were swaying, and he stood quietly in front of Ye Feiyu, but the man's ferocious ghost-like face showed a trace of incomparable respect.
expression.
"You did a good job. Although you followed him before, he never promised you anything. If you can succeed this time, you can regain your freedom. Leave the extremely cold city and go where you want to go, here
It doesn't belong to you, nor does it belong to me. The outside world is our stage." Ye Feiyu glanced at the man and said to him in an unusually calm tone.
"No matter what, Chen Kui still wants to thank Mr. Ye Ye for his kindness. Outsiders regard the remnant of Jiuyou as evil spirits and want to get rid of them quickly, otherwise Chen Kui will not escape to the extremely cold city. If we can get out smoothly,
Chen Kui will never forget his great kindness." There was a look of excitement on that ferocious face, and he promised Ye Feiyu in a deep voice. His eyes were burning, no less than the beating bonfire, and his face was as bright as a bonfire.
He is a fierce ghost, but his body is as straight as a straight one, and his voice is as hoarse as a ghost crying, but his tone is firm and absolute.
"What is evil and what is devil? Outsiders often say that you can't help yourself when you are in the world. How to measure what is evil is different for everyone. Although the Jiuyou Sect has been destroyed for many years, I am afraid it has been lost in the dust of history.
The world is no longer the same world it used to be, and this time it’s time to go out.” Ye Feiyu? Are you running down the road? Bustards on the road? Bustards on the road?
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"What Young Master Ye said is absolutely true, but others don't think so. The Jiuyou Sect has not done anything that many people have complained about, but the techniques they practice are a bit extreme. Just ask the world's martial arts.
Going against the will of heaven can be said to be a treasonous act. All living beings cannot escape the mortal body. However, no one believes that they have to reach the pinnacle of martial arts and become feathers and ascend. If these are in front of the way of heaven, wouldn't they be evil evil ways?
Is that so?" Chen Kui said to Ye Feiyu with a deep reluctance in his tone.
"A world is formed within a small area. The extremely cold city should not have appeared in the first place. It is easy to come out but difficult to come out. What is the magic of the Xuanwu Holy Order? If it succeeds this time, let's study it carefully."
Ye Feiyu waved his hand and asked Chen Kui to leave. After the ghost-like man left, he couldn't help but sigh. His eyes looked through the square-inch window and saw the faint twinkle in the night sky.
There were a few stars, although they were not very bright, but he could see them clearly.
The dancing fireworks reflected several slightly solemn faces, including an old woman with a wrinkled face, a man with a face as pale as a disease, a handsome and kind-looking young man, and a monk with a solemn face. If
Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng are here, and they must know the identity of these four people who seem to have nothing to do with each other but are getting together. The old dog's face is pale and even more bloodless, and Hua Qiniang is piled up as usual.
Her wrinkles were like bark and she had a weird smile. Only the sinless monk, wearing shabby monk robes, still retained the image of an eminent monk of his generation. Only the handsome and genial young Wei Zixiu was in the same room with the other three.
, but it seems a little out of place.
"Three seniors, things have progressed to this point. People from the Nether Sect have already appeared. All we can do is sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. This time, even the most ferocious soldiers of the Nether Sect have appeared. It must be a shocking battle.
And we only need to wait until they are both defeated before taking action. The three seniors have been planning for so many years, so they must not be in a hurry. The death of King Nighthawk is just the beginning. What happens next depends on the old man.
Is the sky really on our side?" Wei Zixiu said in a deep voice to the other three people with a bit of solemnity in his tone.
"Young Master Wei is a leader in Ye Ming Palace. Why would you betray Ye Ming Palace? With Young Master Wei's talent, he will definitely have a bright future in Ye Ming Palace." Hua Qiniang raised her eyebrows.
The wrinkles on his face asked Wei Zixiu with a puzzled tone. "Senior Hua is serious. This junior's move is not a betrayal of Ye Ming Palace, but just wants to make Ye Ming Palace better. As the leader of Ye Ming Palace, this junior
Disciple, naturally I don’t want to see Ye Ming Palace fall into the dust of history, so we must abolish the old system and develop new rules. Only in this way can we truly revitalize the ancient martial arts sect and save Ye Ming Palace from mediocrity and decline.”