Dress up as a male match to cultivate immortals

The words "Qingcheng Defender" on the banner became more and more clear.

The man seemed to have seen the change here, seeing Yuan Bao rushing towards him, but he raised his hand vainly, wanting to stroke Yuan Bao's feathers.It's just that the phantom is an illusion after all, Yuan Bao raised his wings lightly, and passed through the fingers.And then, it was filled with anticipation, which also turned into billowing tears, slowly rolling down from a pair of pitch-black eyes.

Fake, all fake.

That person is dead, so why is he here?

But even so, it still flew around the phantom greedily.Seeing that the phantom was slowly dissipating, there were more and more mournful wailings that could not be restrained, and all eyes were full of prayers.

Ye Zhengliu stared blankly, only to feel a complex emotion rising in his heart.Nostalgia, sadness, pain and traces of fear, mixed with various inexplicable tastes, slowly boiled and poured on my heart.And it seemed that there was another extremely indifferent self, watching all this with cold eyes, looking at the person not far away, and groaned coldly in his heart.

The "Father" was repeated several times in his mouth, but he still couldn't say it.

As if feeling his own weakness, the man slightly closed his eyes, and then he saw that the originally small spirit pillars were slowly closing together.After these spiritual pillars widened to several feet, the figure of the man solidified again.A steady stream of spiritual power was supplied to the man's feet, and after waiting for a while, the sword cultivator let out a sigh of relief and looked directly towards this side.

He has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his facial features are only above average.However, the lingering sword aura in his body gave him a great aura, making his whole person show a sense of detached elegance.At this moment when he stared over slightly, Ye Zhengliu's heart shivered, and he lowered his head slightly.

Unexpectedly, that gaze only stayed on him for a moment.

The man just glanced at Ye Zhengliu indifferently, and then his eyes fell on Hua Ling.Seeing Hua Ling startled, this man nodded slightly, indescribably kind, "He, is he okay?"

Ye Zhengliu, who heard this, was in a bad mood.He raised his eyes in amazement, and saw that Yuan Bao, who had been infinitely attached to him, was also dazed and puzzled, but then he flapped his wings lightly and flew back to Hua Ling's shoulder.

The man was not angry when he saw this, but nodded to Hua Ling again, "I am Qingcheng Ye Qing."

"You?" Hua Ling's face changed slightly, but it turned pale.With a flash of his eyes, he subconsciously looked at Ye Zhengliu.

Ye Zhengliu only felt that the current plot was becoming more and more difficult to understand.No matter what heaven-reaching means Ye Qing used, he was able to make a ray of soul hide in the Shoudao Mountain.However, according to common sense, it should be a drama where father and son meet each other in pain and shed tears to express their nostalgia and grievances, right?How come Ye Qing went to Hualing with the painting style aside?

Seeing that Yuan Bao was guarding Hua Ling's side abnormally, Ye Zhengliu gave Hua Ling a comforting smile, then moved quickly, and stood beside Hua Ling warily.

Seeing this, Ye Qing frowned slightly.However, he seemed to be very persistent in this question. Seeing that Hua Ling was silent, he continued to ask: "I'm asking about Yun Qi. I haven't seen him for many years, but I don't know how he is doing?"

"Father is fine." Hua Ling said flatly. Seeing that the person on the other side wanted to ask again, he raised his voice a little annoyed. , my father has been retreating."

"Retreat?" Ye Qing was slightly taken aback, but then smiled helplessly, "Yun Qi is always like this, for the sake of the family and Jincheng, she can give up everything. I didn't expect that I even gave up my wife and children." Seeing that Hua Ling's face turned slightly pale, he looked sharply, and asked softly, "How is it, is it sad to be abandoned by him? I look forward to it day and night, but I can't see him. It's very painful, isn't it?" "

"Look, you're so old, you haven't even been able to see him. I'm afraid it's your mother, who is even more miserable? But I don't know how that woman survived by being alone every day and sleeping alone every night."

This kind of words, although they were said very gently, made people feel cold when they heard them.Seeing Hua Ling's body trembling slightly after hearing this, Ye Zhengliu was annoyed when he saw that Hua Ling's body was also fading rapidly.

Seeing this, Ye Qing sighed lightly, then turned towards Ye Zhengliu's direction, slightly.As an ancient book of secret books of exercises slowly emerged, Ye Qing said seriously,

"My son Ye Zishi stayed here for more than ten years for his father, just to tell you about it face to face. Now that I can see you, it's finally settled." Afterwards, he gestured to the sword manual, " Your mission in life is to protect the young owner of Jinling Village."

Seeing that Ye Zhengliu's eyes were blank, he nodded slightly at Hua Ling, and then looked over again, "I haven't sworn allegiance to the son of Master Hua yet!"

Young owner? !

Ye Zhengliu looked at Hua Ling in surprise, but guilt and pain quickly flashed past the latter's eyes.And when Hua Ling saw the disbelief on Ye Zhengliu's face, he finally lowered his head slowly, and withdrew his arm from Ye Zhengliu's hand.

Ye Zhengliu was slightly taken aback, only feeling that the man's body was icy cold.

Many doubts over the years were solved almost instantly.In the trial that year, He Yuan saw him and Hua Ling fighting with their backs, and said that he showed his back to someone who didn't understand at all.

Later in the trading workshop, when Liu Qing was talking about the owner's wife, Hua Ling interrupted on purpose.

In the Jincheng Inn, he told many secrets between the three cities, as if he was familiar with them.

When Qing Feng gave the sword, he gave it as a elixir in return.

and also……

And in this battle, the man in black wants to catch him alive.

Ye Zhengliu was startled, and looked at Hua Ling complicatedly. Seeing that the proud and mean-spirited person now had a pale complexion, but bit his lower lip stubbornly, he sighed softly.Regardless of what happened to Ye Qing behind him, he just said softly to him, "I will not swear allegiance to you."

Seeing the man's sudden look, with sad eyes, Ye Zhengliu put his hand on his face, patted him to comfort him, and then slashed at the green-clothed swordsman with a backhanded sword.

Seeing that the sword dissipated before it touched the man's figure, Ye Zhengliu snorted coldly and looked straight at him, "Which onion are you, and you still come to order me? A joke!" The man in Tsing Yi Ye Zhengliu's face turned black, and Ye Zhengliu smiled coldly, "Do you think that the phantom of Qingcheng defenders can confuse me? Don't say that you are just a wisp of soul, today is Ye Qing I myself, after saying such insidious words, still want me to obey his orders, and I have to weigh it carefully."

Ye Qing and the silver-haired man's love-hate entanglement, although he doesn't know the details, but he knows about it.After these years of retreat, those remaining memories occasionally flashed in his mind, and he slowly savored them, only to find that in this grievance, that woman was also a complete victim.

That silver-haired man, from now on, should be the owner of Jinling Manor without a doubt.One time, it was said that the woman didn't want to marry him, she had a lover of her own.However, because of her beautiful appearance, she was forced to go by the Red Yin Sect.

Ye Qing, as the general of Qingcheng, possessed extraordinary fighting power, and even turned the tide at the critical moment, repelling the demon army. He was originally a hero who was loved very much.

But Ye Zhengliu couldn't agree with his emotional choice.Can't forget, can't leave, but still have resentment.To put it bluntly, it is cheap.

However, no matter what he does, and even die in the end, it is his own choice.Today's bullying of Hualing was a bit vicious.That wife was forced to stay in Jinling Manor, and it was fine for her loved one to stay away, and even her husband was ignored, so what's the point of gloating?

Even Ye Qing himself, how amazing is it?

Thinking of this, Ye Zhengliu said fiercely to the opposite phantom, "It was your own business to stick to that person back then, and who would block your way? If you can't keep that person's heart, then It is you who are incompetent! Knowing that he puts the family city first, but you still beg for mercy in every possible way, to put it bluntly, it is nothing but a lowly person!"

Seeing the soaring spiritual power of that popular man, Ye Zhengliu's eyes gradually turned cold, but he continued to reprimand: "Is it you, or some kind of saint? How many people have you betrayed?"

"Let's not talk about how Ye Zishi came here, Ye Qing, today you have to understand that after Ye Zishi was born, you abandoned him in Qingcheng and suffered all kinds of humiliation! Don't say that it's not him, but he came here by himself. How can you, who only cares about life and care, have the right to dictate and decide his life?"

"Isn't he himself?!" Ye Qing, whose expression suddenly changed after being shocked by this inexplicable sentence, asked loudly.

"Yes, no! He himself is already dead." Speaking of Ye Zishi, Ye Zhengliu only felt a pain in his heart, and the endless sadness was like ten thousand ants piercing his heart, which made him tremble endlessly.That indifferent and kind boy died so tragically in the Qingyu Mansion.Before, he pitied him that he had no father or mother just like himself, and only wanted to avenge him.

However, seeing this wisp of primordial spirit today, he felt a burst of anger in vain!Ye Qing, even the last bit of Yuanshen was placed on the outskirts of Jincheng, guarding the person who abandoned him!If he stayed in Qingcheng at that time and chose to take care of Ye Zishi, how could that young man be soul-searched?

Now, Ye Zishi has lost her soul!

As soon as these words came out, Ye Zhengliu felt filled with endless sorrow, his eyes were sour, but two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down.There is no trace of that boy anymore.The remaining memories of these years have never rejected him in any way.It was as if all of this was specially prepared for him.And as the time he occupied this body became longer and longer, his perception of the original owner became weaker and weaker.

Many times, he even mistakenly thought that this was himself.

"If you have any last wish, as long as it is reasonable, I will fulfill it for you." Even if this Ye Qing is not the real person, it is still a part of that person. He inherited Ye Zishi's body, and he wanted to To maintain this vein.If it weren't for the disgusting behavior of this person today, maybe he would really respectfully respect that person.

"No, no..." The phantom, which was originally full of murderous aura, shook violently after hearing what he said.But as Ye Zhengliu came back to his senses and looked at him coldly, the man suddenly understood something, pointed at Ye Zhengliu and exclaimed,

"It's you!?"