Emperor of Death

Chapter 77

Yejia, deep in the burial ground.

This is the forbidden area of ​​the Ye family. Anyone who breaks into this place without the warrant of the First Elder and the Second Elder will be killed without mercy.

But today, Yechen high-ranking officials gathered one after another outside the forbidden area, the first elder took the lead, the second elder stood by his side, the rest of the elders and stewards stood behind them, followed by densely packed family members.

In front of everyone, there were five stone coffins placed around a giant stone coffin. The huge coffin, which was motionless, suddenly trembled.

After seeing this scene, the members of the Ye family became excited immediately.

The heavy cover on the trembling huge sarcophagus was suddenly lifted by the external force inside, flew across the sky, and smashed hard on the ground in front of everyone, shaking the ground.

"Hahahaha!" Insane laughter suddenly came from inside the sarcophagus, and then a thin-faced middle-aged man in black slowly walked out of the huge sarcophagus, laughing loudly as he walked.

The members of the Ye family, with the elder Ye Wuhen looking up, all knelt on one knee and shouted loudly: "Welcome Patriarch to leave the customs."

Ye Buhui scanned the audience with sharp eyes, then nodded silently: "Hahaha, you are all here, good!"

The eyes of the First Elder and the Second Elder were fixed on Patriarch Ye Buhui's face, and the First Elder was even more excited: "Patriarch, your realm."

"Hahaha, Wuhen, you are right, my realm has broken through to the level of a martial artist, and I am still a martial artist who has broken through with spiritual-level kung fu." Ye Buhui laughed loudly.

Countless people trembled excitedly when they heard the words, and broke through martial arts with martial arts-level skills. It is self-evident what this means. In the entire Jiangyin City, except for Jiangyin Academy, even the Liu family only uses martial arts-level skills. Law.

As an imperial college, Jiangyin College has never participated in disputes outside the college.

Ye Wuhen said excitedly: "The Patriarch has made great achievements, and the rise of the Ye Family is just around the corner. Under the leadership of the Patriarch, I will create unprecedented glory for the Ye Family."

"Hahaha. I am very pleased to have such an ambition." Ye Buhui said, "Let's leave first, no hatred, endless, follow me to the study, and tell me about the situation at home these days and nights."

"Yes!" the crowd responded.

In the study of the head of the Ye family, there are all kinds of exercises collected by the Ye family. It can be said to be the treasure house of the Ye family.

Patriarch Ye Buhui sat behind the study, squinting his eyes slightly to listen to the reports of Ye Wuhen and Ye Buxiu, his complexion calm, as if nothing could attract his attention.

When talking about Ye Wuhen and Ye Chen defeating Ye Hong and robbing the pill hall, Ye Buhui suddenly opened his eyes, with an inexplicable gleam in them, and said: "In one day, from a third-level martial artist Promoted to the fifth rank warrior, and even defeated Ye Hong?"

Ye Wuhen said: "That's right, and I heard from the juniors present that they were defeated very easily, because you, Patriarch, are about to leave the customs, so I dare not make decisions privately."

"Hmm!" Ye Wuhen leaned back on the chair, lost in thought.

Ye Wuhen and Ye Buxiu didn't say anything to disturb, but waited for Ye Buhui.

After a while, Ye Buhui nodded and said: "You guys did the right thing, since Ye Lingxiao didn't die that day, he couldn't be too impulsive, but this time since I've left the customs, I don't have to worry about those taboos. "

Ye Wuhen's eyes lit up, and he said, "What does Patriarch mean, are you sure of defeating Ye Lingxiao?"

Ye Buhui shook his head: "I have no certainty of defeating Ye Lingxiao. After all, he was already a Tier [-] martial artist ten years ago. However, with the strength of our Ye family, if we unite with other families, Ling Xiao will be able to stay." It's not difficult for Xiao. Hehe, they will be very happy to join hands with me to deal with Ye Lingxiao. Of course, the premise is that Ye Lingxiao is still alive."

Ye Wuhen smiled and said: "It doesn't matter whether Ye Lingxiao is dead or alive, now that the Patriarch has risen, the future Jiangyin City will be decided by my Ye family."

"Hahahaha, that's exactly the case." Ye Buhui laughed loudly.

The second elder said endlessly at night: "Then Patriarch, that Yechen?"

Ye Buhui said: "Just follow the plan, find a few disciples to test it out, let me see, if he really has the secret that Ye Lingxiao left for them, I will bring him to our Ye family. Orphan The widowed mother has enjoyed the favor of our Ye family for so many years, and it is time to repay it."

Ye Buxiu said: "I'm afraid Zhang Yun will not agree."

"Hahaha!" Ye Buhui laughed loudly, pressed his left palm firmly on the table, leaving a clear palm print, with murderous intent surging on his face, and said coldly, "I'm afraid she can't help this matter."

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When Yechen returned home, Huang Xinrou had already prepared lunch.

"Chen'er, now that your strength has improved, is it easier to understand in class?" Zhang Yun asked with concern.

Yechen smiled wryly and said, "It's okay. I can basically understand it."

"Well, then you keep working hard, graduate early, and get into a better college in the future, so mother can rest assured." Zhang Yun said, anyway, Zhang Yun didn't ask about Yechen's study and practice for a day, and now he's used to it .

"Mother, the family competition is coming soon. I plan to retreat at home for a few days until the competition begins." Ye Chen said.

A martial artist's closed-door training is as important as learning the basics. After hearing Ye Chen's words, Zhang Yun smiled happily: "Chen'er is really working harder and harder. Don't worry, mother will send all the meals to your room. .”

"Yeah!" Ye Chen said.

"Master, madam, I also want to retreat." Ye Xiaoluo said.

Before Zhang Yun could speak, Ye Chen smiled and said, "Okay, Xiao Luo will retreat with me too. Mother, you will leave the chores at home to Xinrou."

Xinrou on the side gave Yechen a white look, that appearance is full of charm.

Zhang Yun said with a smile: "Mother can do these small things by herself, and Xinrou has helped a lot during this time, she is a guest."

Huang Xinrou said obediently: "Ma'am, treat me like a maid like Xiao Luo, and the young master saved my life."

"That's how it works!" Zhang Yun shook his head.

Seeing the harmonious atmosphere at home, Yechen finished his meal in two or three bites, and then went back to the room.

"I haven't seen that little skull for a long time, I don't know how he is now!" Yechen smiled, then closed his eyes, and connected his mental power with the imprint on the little skull. The next moment, a space vortex appeared in Yechen's room In the middle, a small skeleton holding a spear and shining white light appeared in Yechen's room.

"Huh!" Looking at this little skeleton, Yechen had a very surprised expression on his face.

The bones on his body exuded a metal-like cold light, and the soul fire in the skull was burning fiercely, exuding a strong vitality.

If it wasn't for the faint spiritual connection, Yechen wouldn't have dared to believe that this was his little skeleton.

(End of this chapter)