Also after Ye Jiuzhou left, in the main hall of the Ye clan.
A burly old man in the divine realm said to Ye Qingtian: "Master Ye! Someone just broke into the old lady's residence without permission, and this person is so powerful that I have never seen him before!"
As soon as these words came out, Ye Qingtian asked anxiously: "What about the old lady?"
"Reporting to Master Ye, there is nothing wrong with the old lady!"
Hearing this, Ye Qingtian took a deep breath.
"Who dares to be so bold? Trespassing on my Ye clan's territory?" Ye Qingtian asked sharply.
"I don't know! But I know that this person's strength has probably reached the middle to late stage of the divine realm! Or even higher..." said the burly old man.
"Huh? So strong?"
"Yes! The old slave wanted to stop him just now, but unfortunately, he pushed the old slave away without even taking a move..."
The burly old man said.
Hearing this, Ye Qingtian's face darkened.
Ye Qingtian certainly knows how strong this old man beside him is, who has been in the divine realm and has been in charge of the Ye clan for hundreds of years!
Although the Leaf clan looks withered, there are few people!
But as everyone knows, as the former number one clan in China, there are twelve powerful hidden gods in the Ye Clan!
It's just that these twelve powerful men in the divine realm are all hidden in the dark.
If not.
This Ye clan will not be called the number one among the thousands of clans in China.
But now, who dares to be so bold and openly break into the Ye Clan?
And he was able to repel one of the twelve powerful men in the realm of gods who was in charge of the Ye clan without taking action!
Thinking of this, Ye Qingtian pondered for a moment and then said: "I already know about this, please step back first!"
"yes!"
After the god-level old man left, Ye Qingtian looked deeply into the distance. At this moment, no one knew what he was thinking in his heart.
Leaf clan!
Backyard, cabin!
Ever since the old lady met Ye Jiuzhou, she couldn't hide her excitement!
At this moment, she was sitting in the hut while telling Xiao Guoer about Ye Jiuzhou's childhood.
"Xiao Guoer, do you know? These toys are all your brother Jiuzhou liked when he was a child!"
"Your Jiuzhou brother was so naughty when he was a kid!"
"Have you seen this slingshot? When your Jiuzhou brother was a child, he used it to shoot birds, and finally broke a Song Dynasty vase from our Ye clan!!"
The old man sighed with emotion while telling the story.
"And this glass ball? Your Jiuzhou brother swallowed one when he was a child! Because of this, your father beat him half to death!"
Xiao Guo'er, who was only 5-6 years old, listened with pricked ears and asked, "Isn't Brother Jiuzhou back? Why did he leave again?"
"Hey...it's a long story..."
The old lady sighed.
"Grandma, is it that Brother Jiuzhou doesn't like Xiao Guoer, so he doesn't want to stay at home?" The little guy suddenly curled his lips.
From the first moment he saw Ye Jiuzhou, this little guy actually wanted to pull Ye Jiuzhou's big hand and call him brother.
pity.
Ye Jiuzhou's cold face still made the little guy still frightened.
"Xiao Guo'er, don't think too much. Brother Jiuzhou likes you! It's just that he has never seen you!"
The little guy's smart eyes blinked and said, "That's it!"
Just when the old lady was telling Xiao Guoer about Ye Jiuzhou, a heroic figure stood on the roof, listening to everything they said.
Ye Qingtian!
When he heard the news that "Ye Jiuzhou" was back, this man who was once known as the handsome man in Kyoto, and even the most outstanding man in Kyoto, couldn't help but tremble violently.
"My son... is not dead yet?"
"My son...is back?"
He murmured and looked at the sky. He didn't know whether it was because of excitement or something, but the corners of his eyes began to blur slowly.
After a long time, he suddenly laughed wildly and said: "I, the heir of the Ye family, are indeed like dragons!"
…
night!
Very deep!
Western suburbs of Kyoto.
In a cemetery.
A figure knelt quietly next to a cemetery.
The night wind blew, ruffling his long hair, and he knelt quietly next to the tomb like a ghost.
"Mom, my son is back to see you!"
A trembling voice came out of his mouth.
Through the dim moonlight, I finally saw clearly that he was the number one human king in China, Ye Jiuzhou!
Eighteen years ago!
Ye Jiuzhou, who was only five years old, was kicked out of the Ye clan together with his mother!
From that day on, the two of them depended on each other for life!
For Ye Jiuzhou, her mother once worked four jobs a day to support him. In less than a year, her mother became seriously ill from exhaustion.
In order to support the young Ye Jiuzhou, her mother endured the pain and continued to work.
at last.
Finally, when Ye Jiuzhou was seven years old, she collapsed!
Ye Jiuzhou still clearly remembers that the day his mother died was New Year's Eve!
He remembered that day, it was snowing heavily and every household was having a lively reunion.
The mother who fell ill in bed comforted Ye Jiuzhou and said that she would get up and cook dumplings for Ye Jiuzhou later... However, after the mother said this, she never woke up again!
Thinking of the past, waves of twisted hatred emerged from Ye Jiuzhou's heart.
This hatred was like a knife, making the entire cemetery become chilly and chilly.
In the dark night.
Ye Jiuzhou just knelt beside his mother's grave like a stone sculpture.
I do not know how long it has been.
Waves of cold wind suddenly hit!
Ye Jiuzhou, who was kneeling in front of the tomb, said coldly to the dark night: "Come out!"
When these three words were spoken, a figure suddenly appeared in the cemetery like a ghost in the night.
Ye Qingtian!
Looking at Ye Jiuzhou who was kneeling beside the tomb not far away, Ye Qingtian's face was blurred and he could not clearly see the changes in his expression.
He just looked at Ye Jiuzhou's figure silently for a long time, and then said: "It turns out that the world-famous King of Jiuzhou is not dead after all!"
Ye Jiuzhou did not look back at him.
He just continued to kneel there and said coldly: "I'm not dead, are you disappointed?"
Ye Qingtian sighed and did not answer this sentence.
"Zhou'er, tell me, what happened after the Ten Kingdoms War? Why does the world say you have fallen? Why did the Murong family become king?" Ye Qingtian asked his son.
Ye Jiuzhou, who had been kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood up.
His sharp eyes looked coldly at this ruthless man who drove himself and his mother out of the Leaf Clan eighteen years ago, and said in a cold voice: "Shut up! You don't deserve to call me by my name!"
Ye Qingtian was shocked: "Zhou'er..."
"I'll say it again, you don't deserve to call me by my name!" Ye Jiuzhou's eyes were blood red, and terrifying murderous intent emerged from his body.
Seeing Ye Jiuzhou's murderous intent emerging from his body, Ye Qingtian sighed helplessly.
"good!"
"Since you don't want me to call you by your name, I don't have to! But no matter what, you have the blood of my Ye clan in your body, and you are my son, Ye Qingtian!"
son?
Hearing these two words, Ye Jiuzhou suddenly laughed wildly.
But this laughter is even worse than the ghost's cry.
"How dare you say that I am your son?"
Ye Jiuzhou suddenly had ferocious eyes, looking at Ye Qingtian in front of him as if he were a life-and-death enemy.
