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Volume 5 Chapter 233 Dragon begets dragon, rat begets rat

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    Under an old cypress in the Summer Palace, Long Shi watched helplessly as his companions beside him were killed by that man. Long Shishi, who was known for his bravery, collapsed on a tall pine tree after colliding with it, and then approached the ground.  Long Twelve was easily seen through the phantom by the man who looked like a demon. He grabbed his neck, lifted it up in the air, snapped his neck, and then threw it aside casually, strolling around in the courtyard, killing people like picking up grass.

    They are all instant kills.

    Long Shiyi¡¯s body stiffened, knowing that in this situation, he would die if he moved, and he would die if he didn¡¯t move.

    He stared at the two corpses that were about to become cold. He couldn't believe that there was such a man who could take the lives of the Dragon Soul members so lightly. In Long Shiyi's impression, they were probably the only spiritual leaders.  Qinglong can be so powerful, but this middle-aged man with a lazy face and a cigarette in his mouth seemed to be trying to overthrow the world of Dragon Eleven, and instantly killed two powerful dragon souls.

    ¡°As expected of the Ye He Tu.¡±

    A middle-aged man, nearly two meters tall, walked out of the woods. He had a majestic physique, and his huge height did not make people feel clumsy at all. His appearance was somewhat similar to that of Ximen Honghuang. He looked at the Ye He Tu without emotion.  "Only you can teach a son like that, and he will not be unjust if he loses his land."

    "Ximen Xiongkui, don't worry, I won't interfere in the grudges between my son and your son."

    While Ye Hetu was speaking, his figure appeared lazily in front of Long Shiyi unexpectedly, and he pressed his hand on Long Shiyi's forehead like a slow-motion replay. It seemed slow, but in fact it was lightning fast, bang.  !  Long Shiyi's whole body flew out, and his head exploded after hitting an ancient tree. Even in front of Ximen Xiongkui, the sixth place on the Dragon List, Ye Hetu still killed people cleanly and without any sloppiness. He stretched out two  Holding the cigarette between his fingers, he blew out a smoke ring deeply, with a satisfied look on his face.

    "I thought I was not as good as you, and my son might surpass your son. I tried my best to stimulate and temper Honghuang, but I didn't expect that I still lost to Ye Wudao in the end. Is this the so-called fate of the earth? Ye Wudao was desolate.  For more than ten years. I don't understand how he can suddenly rise." Ximen Xiongkui sighed helplessly, fighting with the man in front of him?  No matter how arrogant the head of the Ximen family is, he will never do something like preparing a coffin early.

    "Variety."

    Ye Hetu chuckled and said, too lazy to talk nonsense to the head of the Ximen family. He smoked a cigarette, turned around and walked away, and said, "Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix. Rats naturally make holes in the ground, so there is nothing strange about it."  "

    Ximen Xiongkui was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but he dared not speak out in anger, so he could only forcefully swallow his resentment.

    In the vast country of China, only Ximen Xiongkui, who was famous all over the world for protecting his shortcomings after Ye Hetu¡¯s son made Ximen Honghuang lose an arm, would not kill anyone.

    On Kunming Lake, Ye Qingge walked on the ice.

    And Abe Harumi, a man who was almost regarded as a royal tutor by the Emperor of Japan, was walking beside her. He stretched out a finger, and several large colorful butterflies flew around his slender fingers.  The transformed colorful butterfly fragments all over the ground, whenever Abe Harumi passes nearby, are magically pieced together into complete and vivid butterflies, each one following behind this onmyoji who is comparable to the first onmyoji master in Japanese history, Abe Seimei.

    "I was chatting about being a teenager, holding the yellow on the left, holding the blue on the right I am drunk, my chest is still open, and my temples are slightly frosted. So why not!"

    On the vast Kunming Lake, Ye Qingge sang to the music of nature and recited Su Dongpo's song "Jiangchengzi". And Abe Harumi led a group of dancing colorful butterflies, wearing gorgeous and charming clothes. This picture is full of mythology.

    "You are suffering too." Ye Qingge said softly.

    ¡°If it¡¯s not hard, what are you doing with your life?¡± Abe Harumi said with a chuckle. This smile would captivate a country or a city.

    "It would be great if Jingchen didn't love you." For details, see Chapter 393 "On Swords at West Lake" Ye Qingge sighed, stopped and stretched out her hand, two colorful butterflies stopped on her fingertips. Abe Harumi is twelve years old  The second-in-line heir of the Earth Emperor Shitian's family, one of the ancient golden families, finally chose to betray the huge family because of a tragic love affair, and embarked on a dark and obscure road of revenge. In it, there was hardship and humiliation, and Dugu  He didn't bother to let others know, and everyone in the world only saw his sacred and dazzling coat, and they all chose to worship him.

    "Yeah, if she doesn't love me, I can just be the heir to the Emperor Shitian family and live a wild life. In the end, I don't know what I want. I live in ignorance and die in a daze. That's fine.  Clean." Abe Harumi smiled indulgently, with a deep sharpness hidden in his lightness, and his long ink-like hair, which was not inferior to Ye Qingge's, danced lightly.

    "Don't mention this." Ye Qingge apologized.

    "If I had met you earlier, maybe I would not be Harumi Abe from Japan, but someone from China." Abe Harumi joked.

    "You?" Ye Qingge smiled.

    "Of course, even if I hadn't met Jingchen, you wouldn't have accepted me. You can't even look down on a man like Qinglong. Oh, Qingge, Qingge, Ye"You are underestimating the world, but you are really underestimating the men in the world." Harumi Abe snapped his fingers, and the group of butterflies scattered gorgeously and turned into powder.

    No matter you, Qinglong, or my brother, no matter how famous you are in the world and how you strive to dominate the country, I will always dislike you. Why?  Because you are both too attached to love, don't you think it is very tiring to be loved by someone who treats you as the whole world?  "

    When Ye Qingge was stunned by Abe Harumi, she took out the exquisite Huangya earrings, touched the silver ring, closed her eyes, and said softly: "I believe that my man has the courage to fall in love with me.  Put me down. Qinglong can't do it, you can't do it with Situ Jingchen, and Ye Hetu can't do it with Yang Ningbing. It's not that you are not good, it has nothing to do with whether a man is the best in the world."

    "There are no mediocre people in the Ye family. They are either heroes or lunatics." Abe Harumi could only explain this.

    "Or. I am really a stubborn crazy woman, crazy and crazy, and I have been confused all my life. Sometimes I will ask myself, do you only love yourself in this life, and the answer is, there is no answer." Ye Qingge said sadly.

    Abe Harumi hesitated to speak, sighed heavily, and did not try to persuade him. He just chanted the mantra of Tantric Buddhism in his mouth, and walked slowly alone with an attitude of knowing his fate, leaving behind Ye Qingge who was still standing in the middle of the lake.

    "The Buddha pities the suffering of all sentient beings, it should be the Buddha who laughs at the suffering of all sentient beings."

    Ye Qingge sneered, looking down at the Phoenix Ya silver ring with a complicated expression.

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    After sending Han Yun home first, Ye Wudao went back to his aunt Yang Ningsu's Tang Dynasty villa with a pale face. Han Yun did not try to stay. She knew that this was not the time for children to love each other, so she just pretended to be calm.  Watching him leave with a smile, she then sat quietly on the bed in her room. She sat there all night without saying a word.

    Ye Wudao arrived at the villa, wrote a list, asked Long Si to grab the medicine, told the confused Murong Xuehen not to worry, and then locked himself in the room alone without seeing anyone.

    The peacock stood outside the door, his purple eyes cold.

    And Xiao Liuli was also sitting outside the door, leaning against the wall, pinching her little fingers and mumbling something.

    "Can you figure out who it is?" Peacock said solemnly, looking down at Xiao Liuli with a dark posture full of murderous intent.

    "I can't." Xiao Liuli said with a sad face. She racked her brains but couldn't figure it out and blamed herself very much.

    "Idiot." Peacock cursed. If it were anyone else, she might have fought with fists and kicks, but facing Xiao Liuli, she finally suppressed her murderous intention.

    Xiao Liuli didn¡¯t refute, she leaned against the wall and buried her head between her knees. She looked guilty and was about to cry.

    Seeing how pitiful Little Liuli was, the more mature Peacock also sighed and sat in the same row with her. He also took off his strong coat, showing a childish look of confusion. He bit his lips and asked, "Little fool Liuli, you think we are  Isn¡¯t it useless?¡±

    "It's Liuli who is useless, but the peacock is not." Xiao Liuli lowered her head, shrugged her thin shoulders, and sobbed quietly.

    "Kill, kill, kill!"

    Peacock said bitterly, saying three words of "kill" in a row, his purple eyes were fierce, and his still childish face was full of evil spirit. Then he glanced at Helian Liuli and couldn't help but knock down the chestnut, "You idiot little Liuli, you can't even hit people."  No, if he is bullied in the future, what are you going to do? Hide in the corner and shed tears? You are worthless, hum, you have to be like me, know how to kill! Kill gods when you meet them, kill demons when you meet them!"

    "But I don't know how." Xiao Liuli buried her head deeper. Her grandfather had always taught her not to hold a grudge because of her misery, not to blame the world for her hardships, and not to be special because of her poverty. But this was the first time she had such extravagant hopes that she could master something.  , there seemed to be a seed quietly sprouting in her young heart. Little Liuli didn't know that this seed was called power. There was once a woman who had this experience when she was young. Now she is called a sacred and taboo man. She is Italy.  Godfather, Situ Shangxuan.

    "Peacock, don't teach Liuli a bad lesson."

    The door opened, and Ye Wudao, who had changed into pajamas, smiled and said, fighting Ximen Honghuang with all his strength. If Gong Huiyu hadn't helped invisibly at the last moment, he might not be so relaxed now, and he would have to cripple one of Ximen Honghuang's hands.  It was much harder than cutting off one of Cao Tianding's arms. He picked up the sad and choking Xiao Liuli and led Peacock back to the room. Ye Wudao wanted to cough, but a fishy smell came out. He pressed it down, took a deep breath, and let go of Peacock and  Xiao Liuli, lying on the bed, said tiredly: "Knock it on for me, I'm a little tired."

    Peacock squatted at the head of the bed, gently massaging Ye Wudao's shoulders, while Xiao Liuli knelt at the end of the bed, kneading his thighs, moving gently, for fear of disturbing Ye Wudao's rest.

    Ye Wudao seemed to be falling into a deep sleep.

    Peacock stared at the tired face, her purple eyes flowing with persistent nostalgia, which was a kind of dependence after giving up her soul. She suddenly leaned over, and kissed Ye Wudao while Xiao Liuli was stunned.  The ground cooled his lips, and then he made a triumphant face towards Xiao Liuli in protest.

    "Xiao Liuli was unhappy. She didn't stop kneading her hands, but pouted.

    "How about you come and give me a kiss?"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ??? said seductively, "It's very kissable."

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