Married and Obedient to the Husband

"Master Ye is really a love saint." On the mountain forest, another person suddenly stepped forward. The person looked about forty years old, with a tall figure and an extraordinary bearing, but his eyes were too gloomy and vicious, making him unbearable. Good impression.

Ye Wuchang turned his head coldly, glanced at the Holy Emperor Xifan, then turned his head to look at the distant scenery, and said coldly: "If you are interested, get out of here, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

The Holy Emperor Xifan didn't mind Ye Wuchang's attitude either. Ye Wuchang was used to being arrogant in front of him, and this didn't happen once or twice.

"Let's cooperate." Saifan Shenghuang stood one step behind Ye Wuchang, and said seriously.

"I'm not interested." Ye Wuchang resolutely refused, this Xifan Shenghuang is not a good person, he is insidious and cunning, if he cooperates with him, he might be betrayed by him. People hate, and some other weird stuff.

"Don't refuse so quickly." Hearing Ye Wuchang's refusal, Xifan Shenghuang laughed loudly, "You and I cooperate, I captured Dajing Jiangshan and killed that brat Si Yukun, you got Yanmo Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds to kill one's love rival?"

Ye Wuchang heard the words of Xifan Shenghuang as if he had heard a very funny joke, raised his head and laughed loudly: "Your proposal is really interesting, his heart is not on me, even if I kill the whole world, what's the matter?" mean."

The gloomy eyes of the Holy Emperor Sifan shone with impatience. This night was impermanent. When he met him five years ago, he had just buried his parents. When he got mad, it happened that Ye Wuchang's master rushed to rescue him and then brought Ye Wuchang in front of him, begging him to use Xifan's evil skills to help him suppress the true energy in Ye Wuchang's body.

And promised that the Demon Cult would do three things for him in the future.

He was overjoyed when he learned of Ye Wuchang's identity at that time, and a good thing that fell from the sky fell on him. If this Ye Wuchang's identity is used well, it can bring him great benefits.

Ye Wuchang's master is real, he gave Ye Wuchang all his true energy in one breath, and he tampered with it when he cast the spell, sealed part of Ye Wuchang's memory with Lihun, and planted Gu in his body , so that a certain day and night are impermanent for him to use.

After waking up, Ye Wuchang lost his memory as he wished. Facing his master who was about to pass away, he vowed to bring the Demon Cult to another bright peak.

Sacred Emperor Xifan looked at Ye Wuchang's back with a gloomy face, and sneered in his heart. Fortunately, he was still prepared. The combination of Dajing and Beiyu was indeed terrifying, and with Si Yukun, it was perfect and invulnerable.

Then if Dajing falls, Beiyu and Si Yukun will not be in the same place, so he has nothing to be afraid of, and the most important link to make Dajing fall apart without a single soldier is the impermanence of the night.

Former Dajing Prince Long Qirui.

Thinking of this, the hand hanging under the sleeve tightly held the bell in the palm of his hand.

Xifan Shenghuang said again: "Ye Dajiao became obsessed because of his practice five years ago. I was cured, but he lost his memory."

"Why, do you want to beg for favor with me now?" Ye Wuchang frowned, his expression was extremely sinister, and his eyes were cold and full of murderous intent.

Holy Emperor Xifan's heart froze, he quickly shook his head and denied, "No, no, I'm not going to talk about this, but about the past of Master Ye Da. Are you not interested in your own past?"

"People always have to look forward, what's the point of blindly chasing the past." Ye Wuchang said disdainfully, his generosity and open-mindedness are really admirable.

Even people like the Holy Emperor Xifan couldn't help feeling a sense of respect in his heart. If Long Qirui had been in the world back then, what would Dajing look like now?

As soon as Xifan Shenghuang thought of it, sweat broke out on his forehead. According to Long Qirui's personality, Xifan might have lost his life by now.

"That being said, do you want the murderer who killed your parents to go unpunished forever?"

"What do you mean?" Ye Wuchang heard this, and suddenly stood up from the ground, his tall and proud figure approached the Holy Emperor Xifan, which brought him a kind of awe-inspiring fear.

The Holy Emperor Sifan subconsciously took two or three steps back in panic.

Ye Wuchang's eyes were gloomy and cold, his face was expressionless, only those pupils seemed to be frozen for thousands of years, and his body was covered by an invisible killing intent, that killing intent seemed to be a huge mountain, heavy towards people The pocket head was pressed down.

Sage Emperor Sifan suppressed the feeling of fear, clenched the bell in his hand, shook it lightly, something shook in his mind, Ye Wuchang suddenly felt a splitting headache, subconsciously bent down and covered it with his hands. Hold the forehead.

Seeing this, the Holy Emperor Xifan suddenly closed his eyes, grabbed the bell in his hand, and began to shake it gently, chanting words, Ye Wuchang squatted on the ground with his knees bent, his face pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"A Rui, A Rui."

It was that dream again, in a puff of smoke, a person called his name.

Who, who?

A Rui, it's me.The white mist gradually cleared away, and a person walked towards him step by step from the dawn and dusk, with the corners of his lips raised and a beautiful smile on his face.

"Mo, Mo'er."

The gate of memory poured out in an instant, and all the past came to my mind bit by bit.

He cut his clothes with a knife in the hall, and he also faced him in the hall, no one got cheap.

Above the restaurant, they met and got acquainted.

Then came the pretense and deceit. He said his name was Yanmo, but he never told him that he was the prince who got married.

In order to prevent him from marrying Gao Li, he forcibly took him into his mausoleum and forced him to choose, but he left without looking back.

In desperation, he fell into the mechanism of the mausoleum, and the mausoleum collapsed instantly.

Then there was a flood in Linzi, he was restrained by the assassin, seeing that the flood was about to submerge his head, he rushed over without thinking about his own safety, hugged himself, and the flood instantly submerged the two of them.

After that, he deceived himself to stay with him in the hut in the mountain stream, but he didn't expect that earth-shaking changes had taken place outside. Gao Li rebelled, and his father and uncle were trapped in the imperial city.

He hurried there with 50 horses, passed all the way, and destroyed two cities. He was full of expectations and thought that he could save his father, but what he waited for was full of white sails, which fluttered in the wind. Looking at it, I suddenly felt that I had fallen into a place of eternal doom, and my hands and feet were cold.

And this was not the beginning of everything. It wasn't until his Mo'er came to him with his uncle that he realized that the person he had been complaining and hating all these years was his biological father.

All the good things were destroyed in an instant, all the blows were without warning, and before he even had time to prepare himself, his Mo'er deceived him and helped Gao Li and the others to plan a game at the beginning, while he and the others People are just pawns in this game. When the pawns are settled, his parents become victims.

How could he not hate, how could he not complain.

The chapters of memory were opened one by one, as if he had returned to his childhood, when he was five years old, his uncle stood in the distance watching him naughty running and playing around with a smile on his face, and finally slipped into the arms of his mother and concubine, crying sweetly One voice: "Mother."

At that time, he saw that his uncle was smiling but there were tears in the corners of his eyes, and he didn't understand why.

He saw his mother and concubine grabbing his uncle's skirt and sneering at him strangely, as if to say: "Your man and your son are mine, and you will never be able to compete with me. My good brother, you can only do one side." Watching, as a bystander, forever."

Such sharp and harsh words are not at all like the gentle and dignified concubine mother in ordinary times.

At that time, he didn't understand why the concubine mother said that.

The concubine mother didn't like his uncle, and every time his uncle brought him good things, the concubine would be thrown away by the concubine mother. After a long time, he hated his uncle for no reason.

Although Ye Fan was very good to him.

Until that year when the concubine mother was tortured to death, he stood outside the house and watched blankly, forgetting to shed tears, and the concubine mother kept shouting: "Ye Fan, I curse you to die, I will Curse the two of you to die badly."

He remembered his mother's heart-piercing cry, and the mother and concubine called her uncle's name, it must be the uncle who killed the mother and concubine.

The hatred for his uncle has risen to another level. When he was young, he didn't understand anything, and he judged based on everything he saw. I remember that when he was eight years old, on a winter morning, his uncle was afraid of the cold winter, so he wouldn't let him go to Taiyuan Academy , has been personally coming to his palace to teach.Uncle came very early and stood outside until he woke up, and then began to teach him to read.

But he didn't appreciate it, took advantage of early in the morning to take a basin of cold water from the bottom of the well, and poured his uncle all over, his hair and clothes were frozen, and he arbitrarily forbade him to enter the house. Can stand in a world of ice and snow.

He didn't know that after giving birth to him, his uncle fainted in the snow all day and night in order to recover him. He suffered a serious illness and couldn't bear the cold. Afterwards, his uncle fainted and was carried into Jingyang Palace by his father.

He didn't see his uncle for the next half month. He felt very comfortable and comfortable. That person had better be dead.

He thought evilly, who told him to rob his father and let his father neglect his mother and concubine, but when he held Ye Fan's body at that moment, his whole heart was full of holes in an instant, and the boy's Ignorance has become the most painful wound in my heart forever, and I can't make up for it in my life.

Endless remorse filled his chest, pressing heavily on him, and his heart was bleeding drop by drop.

Such a painful memory, if possible, he would rather not think about it again, and forget it forever, Ye Wuchang clutched his forehead in pain, squatted down, lowered his head, and the tears from the corners of his eyes fell drop by drop.

"Uncle." The last two words were like the roar of a wild beast, overflowing from the mouth and echoing in the mountains and forests for a long time.