Imperial God Emperor: 0650, then Two River Group

If, as Yu Jun Han said, he is really his son, then in other words, he is the son of the worldly figure ... but why did he abandon himself and his wife to leave Tian Huang (Heaven Wasteland)?

In this step, Ye Qingyu has never figured it out, and faintly, do not dare to go deeper, speculate on it, lest you miss it.

Even if confused now, it's better than thinking something wrong and causing misunderstanding ...

"So, what happened to the parents in my childhood memories ..." Ye Qingyu recalled the old Deer City Ye Mansion, and once taught and loved his parents.

The slightest smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

I think of the warm and peaceful years of those years, and my mother and the breezy smile.

The memory suddenly came to a moment when the parents were secretly calculated that Aura was weak.

In the last breath, my father took army medal to the priest temple of Royal Family's Ancestral Land to find the answer, but these pictures did not reveal all the mysteries.

Ye Qingyu sighed softly again.

All the pictures I saw before, not only did not solve the mystery of my life experience, but added a few more mists, making my mind even more confused.

He took a few deep breaths in situ, trying to operate the peace of mind of Nameless Mantra and sort out his thoughts, but these complicated clues seemed to be tangled in his mind. No matter how he thought about it, he was still clueless.

Before his father was dying, he clearly stated that the truth is here.

But now ...

"Is there any other clue in the temple?" Ye Qingyu pressed a little annoyance in his heart, and looked at the entire temple again carefully.

In the empty inner room, there is only the cold and dark stone wall, but nothing else.

After looking around one by one, he still has nothing to gain.

one hour is over.

"It seems ... there are no answers or clues for already here ..." Ye Qingyu could not help but feel lost.

His wrist shuddered, the drop of blood that had previously dropped on the stone table immediately jumped from the stone table and flew back into his palm.

Boom!

The stone table in front of Ye Qingyu has become shabby again, and a pile of blue stones are scattered on the ground. Everything becomes exactly the same as when it came.

army medal floated to the top of his head, Guanghua converged, only a few orange-yellow halos issued a few circles of light.

Ye Qingyu turned and left the priest temple.

...

Bright City.

It's getting late, and today's red clouds and sunsets seem like a spectacle.

Half of the sky is still clear and clear, and the blue sky is like water, while the other half of the cloud layer is like a blossoming cotton splattered with blood, which has stained half of the sky.

Ye Qingyu fed Xianhe some fresh fruits to Xianhe. Xianhe seemed to feel his complicated thoughts at this time, put his head on his ear, and kissed him for a while.

The last ray of light in the sky faded, and the dark blue sky gradually covered the sky before he took the crane to the soldiers of the Bright Armor Camp to take a rest, then he turned around alone, turned into a silver Flowing Light, and returned to the Bright God palace in.

This night was surprisingly quiet.

In Bright City, only the leaves of fire are blown by the wind, and the nocturnal melody is softly played, and no one comes to disturb the people in the Bright God temple.

Bright God Hall.

Ye Qingyu sits cross-legged on a jade stone bed.

The gentle halo burst out of the stone bed, gradually wrapping him all around.

His eyes are slightly closed. All the clues and thoughts are like vines that are breeding wildly. They can't stop flowing into Ye Qingyu's mind Divine Sense. He Not slow, Not fast gently puts it in his arms, keeps his mind together, and sorts out these thoughts, Nameless Mantra After running for dozens of times, the mind gradually settled down.

...

The next afternoon.

After a full day of closing, Ye Qingyu slowly opened his eyes.

He slowly stood upright, stretched his limbs, took a few steps, and came to the stone table.

"Next ..." Ye Qingyu glanced at the map on the stone table, and his eyes fell slightly on the small hall at the end of an unknown alley among Snow Capital.

He took a few steps towards the entrance of the temple. Suddenly, a wave-like pattern wafted in the void, and his body already disappeared in the blink of an eye.

a stream of light skies over the temple, then disappears between the clouds.

The end of the alley.

In the tea house.

A winding path, elegant and chic bamboo forest tea garden, among the green bamboo and green folds, two white and green figures seem to be two fairy postures dotted in this bamboo forest. Li Ying.

"Young Master, please." A tea-making girl in a verdant tutu skirt, with white skin and delicate eyebrows, her eyes are as warm as two peerless pearls, and she is in a beautiful position. Elegant and indifferent.

This graceful figure, Lang Yong, the younger sister of Chairman Correct Two River Group, Lang Yong.

On the other hand, he took the white jade tea cup with both hands, with a calm expression, with a slight soothing smile, and was scrutinizing the figure, not the Ye Qingyu that had previously disappeared into the temple.

"The tea fragrance is very pleasant, the initial taste is slightly sweet, but the aftertaste is rich and mellow. Your recommendation is really good." Ye Qingyu Gently lowered the tea cup and felt the rush from the nose and the tip of the tongue to the limbs and then returned to the heartland There was also a relaxed smile on his face.

Kneeling on a futon made of red-weave rattan on both knees, Lang Yong, who is skilled at pouring water and running tea, looks serious, as if he is concentrating on doing a very strict thing.

But between the hands and the water, the graceful and graceful charm resembles a butterfly with a shape, flying around her.

The past year, Lang Yong ’s Cultivation Base and already have reached sixty Spirit Spring.

Ye Qingyu nodded slightly.

Looking after leaving from Ye Qingyu, Lang Yong took care of Two River Group affairs while he worked **** Cultivation in full power and gave it to her Secret Arts.

It took a lot of effort to go from Cultivation to the current Realm in less than a year.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingyu looked up at the girl who was focusing on tea, and sighed slightly.

He casually picked up a piece of jade that Lang Yong had placed on the table, and gently touched his fingertips. A pale cyan halo spread on the jade, and the halo projected densely about the year. recording.

In the past, Snow Country Royal Family and the court giants set up the overall situation of Tianluodi.com and designed the entire Snow Country as a fraud. As the undercurrent continued, as a branch of Two River Group in the imperial capital, Lang Yong and her more than 100 people were struggling. , One step at a time, a little careless, immediately no bones.

But now the situation is enlightened, Snow Country Royal Family gradually occupy the real leading position in Clear Ginger Domain, and Ye Qingyu also has a very special status in Snow Country because of the identity of Bright City master.

After this, even if Ye Qingyu leaves Heaven Wasteland Domain for a while, Two River Group will have no effect at all.

On the contrary, because of the status of Ye Qingyu in the imperial capital, Two River Group expanded rapidly in just six months. Compared with the past, strength has stepped up, and already has a winged posture.

"The power of Two River Group in the imperial capital today is not restricted at all. Even the left Right Minister knows that there is Two River Group and existence, he has never tried to block the channels for us to collect information." Lang Yong held the tea in his hands, with great respect. Look at Ye Qingyu.

"Unexpectedly, in just over half a year, the Two River Group already in the imperial capital has grown to more than three hundred people ..." Ye Qingyu held the palm of his hand in the palm of his hand, and the tea cup slid smoothly into the palm of his hand along a wind-like track from the void.

"Yes, Young Master." Lang Yong put the remaining tea residue into a small jade bowl and grinded it finely. "Two River Group has been a lot easier to expand in the past six months than before, and many have no way out before. Channels are slowly opening up. "

"Well, already is fine." Ye Qingyu gently touched the tea cup, which was as warm as fat, and felt a ray of warmth from his fingertips. "I am here today, mainly because there is something you need to do for me. Come forward. "

"Please command Young Master." Lang Yong immediately put down the tea bowl and yellow pear sticks in his hand and turned to look at Ye Qingyu seriously.

"You select one hundred young people under the age of ten from the Snow Country, who have first-class understanding, martial talent, and root bones, and are sent to Bright City three months later." Ye Qingyu gently jade in his hand玦 Put it back on the desktop, and the rune halo disappeared.

"Yes, Young Master." Lang Yong was commanded.

"Besides, I've given you Zixia lost track Secret Arts, how is your Cultivation ..." Ye Qingyu smiled slightly.

"Lang Yong is not talented. Although he has worked hard day and night for more than half a year, he seems to have encountered a bottleneck this month. No matter how hard he tries, he can't make a breakthrough ..." At this time, Lang Yong seemed to be recovery. An irritated look like that of a young girl, the corners of her mouth were slightly skimmed, and there was an unwillingness and annoyance in her eyes.

"You have performed all the cultivation technique moves you have learned now, and I will help you to see them." Ye Qingyu Not slow, Not fast drank all the tea and smiled.

Lang Yong's eyes flashed a happy look, Young Master meant to point herself, such an opportunity was too precious for her.

She immediately stood up, and her figure moved, a pale cyan figure instantly transformed into a bizarre ghost, and she felt like a light breeze between the bamboo forest, sweeping through the forest.

"That's it ... but ... it's worthy of super savvy. already only touches the essence of this cultivation technique by its own understanding." Ye Qingyu watched the figure between the bamboo forest quietly, slightly. Nodded.

In the next time, whenever Lang Yong's moves appear to be jammed, Ye Qingyu will promptly say a word, word by word, which is the most profound and profound essence of this cultivation technique.

Lang Yong relies on his super savvy, and immediately integrates and displays them. The stature between bamboo forests is getting faster and faster, and more and more flexible.

After half stick of incense.

Lang Yong's figure Flashed, like a ray of green yarn wrapped around bamboo, was finally pulled out of the bamboo forest.

"Thank you Young Master!" She steadily landed on the waterfront of the root-carved tea of ​​the thousand-year-old tree, showing great joy, kneeling with her fists.

Through Young Master's instructions, Lang Yong at this time opened up like a maze, all the obscure areas got the epiphany, and the understanding of this half of Incense time has already surpassed her more than half a year of harvesting Cultivation.

Ye Qingyu The figure slowly fell on the stone table in front of her, her mouth slightly raised, Bai Yi (white-clothed) fluttering, her black hair light, like a fairy.

"There is one more thing that you need to do. You send a message to Lang Zhong. I will return to Deer City ten days later." Ye Qingyu lifted in the air gently, Lang Yong already was pulled by an invisible force.

"Yes, Young Master, I will call my brother later." Lang Yong nodded slightly.

"By the way, you can clean up and go back with me. It's been a long time and it's time to see your brother." When Ye Qingyu said this, already turned and walked towards the door of the tea house.

The spotless Bai Yi (white-clothed) swayed gently with the breeze, and the distant back seemed to be scattered by a breeze. After a few steps, already disappeared in front of the tea house door.

Lang Yong among the bamboo forest showed a smile of relief, his eyes were slightly moist, "Thank Young Master ..." ——

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