Return of the War God

Uncle took himself, but was hurt all the time?

In Ye Wuque's memory, Fubo seemed to him as his father, and he always felt as broad as the sea, with a gentle smile on his mouth.

Although Ye Wuque couldn't remember what happened before the age of four, Ye Wuque knew that he and Fu Bo had been to many places. Perhaps, he was raised by Fu Bo since he was still a baby.

"Uncle Changqing, is Fu Bo's injury serious?"

Ye Wuque couldn't help but ask after all.

Murong Changqing heard Ye Wuque’s eager tone and knew that the young man was worried about his Fu uncle, so he said, “I asked that person the same question at the time. I also took out all the healing pills. It’s just that person. He smiled faintly and shook his head."

"I remember very clearly, he said, ‘this was an injury many years ago, and I can’t get better or die, don’t worry about it’. I was taken aback by this sentence, but seeing that person doesn’t care, I can’t help it."

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"Injury many years ago? I can't die without getting better?"

Murong Changqing's words made Ye Wuque's heart sink, it seems that many things have indeed happened to Uncle Fu.

"Later, I invited him to be a guest at Murong's house, so he took you to Murong's house. At Murong's house, he stayed for more than a month. During this period, you woke up, who had been sleeping, but I found When you were only four years old at the time, you lost your previous memories. But he was not surprised. In the end, he entrusted you to my Murong family, leaving behind the blood dragon jade and then drifting away in one night. I didn’t leave a word to you, just like that, disappeared without a trace..."

Murong Changqing finished speaking quietly. Regarding the memories of that person, if it weren't for Ye Wuque's existence in the past eleven years, it seemed like a dream, floating and leaving quietly. No one knows where he went or where he came from. The only person who might know is Ye Wuque, but the child lost that memory.

Ye Wuque seemed to be calm on the surface, but in his heart it was like a great wave, unable to calm down for a long time!

The persistence of the past ten years, and the answer that was not an answer from Murong Changqing at this moment made Ye Wufu a moment of confusion. The whereabouts of Fu Bo is still a mystery. Those years of dark wounds and amnesia, he quietly left. , All affects Ye Wuque's nerves.

"call"

Taking a deep breath, touching his chest, feeling the blood dragon jade and the letter, the confusion in Ye Wuque's heart gradually disappeared!

"Fu Bo, Wuxia will definitely find you!"

Feeling this persistence from Ye Wuque, Murong Changqing sighed secretly, this child was born with tenacity and even a little paranoid. Just as he hid his cultivation base for ten years, he suddenly exploded for a blood dragon jade yesterday! How could this be the case if it were not for the unavoidable suffering and terrible patience?

Up to now, Murong Changqing still believes that Ye Wuque is hiding his cultivation base. After all, his cultivation level has increased from a small forging five-layered heavenly strengthening to a great forging perfection within a month. He can't even think about it. Think, it's too horrible.

But all of this is no longer important. Murong Changqing didn’t want to ask. He knew that Ye Wuque had his own ideas, just like when he privately let his daughter Murong Binglan and Ye Wuque enter into a marriage contract, making Ye Wuque look for it several times. He took it back and died. But I didn't expect that the marriage contract eventually turned into a fuse for Ye Wuque and Murong Tian to fight.

"Perhaps, that girl Binglan doesn't have this blessing at all...Forget it, the young people are up to them..."

Knowing what he wanted to know, Ye Wuque left Murong Changqing's room. He needed to sort out things about Fu Bo.

Back to his hut, Ye Wuque sat alone for a long while, and Kong didn't bother him.

"Sora, you can turn three cultivators in the fifth stage of the spirit level into flying ash with a single finger, and you can also erase people's memories. How high a level of cultivation is needed to do this?"

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, and the questioning voice sounded in his heart.

"Remember the yellow-clothed old man next to Jun Shanlie? He and Qi Shilong should be at the same level of cultivation. The strength of these two people has surpassed the seven realms of Xifan and reached another level. For both of them, they can kill three monks in the fifth stage of the vanishing spirit with one finger, but if they want to turn the three monks in the fifth stage of vanishing spirit into fly ashes, even if they are dozens of times stronger It is absolutely impossible. As for erasing a memory of a person without causing any harm, that is not something that can be done solely by cultivation, it must be done by monks with powerful magical powers."

Kong's tone was very affirmative. He also heard Murong Changqing's words just now, and now Ye Wuque asked, he naturally said his thoughts.

Hearing Kong's answer, Ye Wuque narrowed his eyes, his heart flashed with judgment.

"The city lord Qi Shilong of Longguang, who has surpassed the seven realms of Xifan, can't do it even if he is dozens of times stronger, but Fubo can easily do it; for the horrible method of erasing the memories of others, Fubo can also easily. I can do it. Although this shows that Fu Bo is probably an almost invincible monk! But even so, Fu Bo was still pregnant for many years, and I was fostered in Murong's house and left alone. Then it is very likely that Fu Bo was afraid of something. , Whether there will be a stronger opponent than Fu Bo who has been targeting Fu Bo so that Fu Bo has taken my young me to a lot of places. This may be an escape."

Thinking of this, Ye Wuque's eyes were astonishingly bright.

"Also, if my guess is correct, Fu Bo and my parents must be extremely close, otherwise he would not run away with me like a burden. Then where are my parents now? Are they still alive? ?"

With one thought, a hundred thoughts grow.

If you figure out a problem, more problems will often follow. Based on the current information, Ye Wuque is not completely sure of his guesses. He can only confirm these guesses if he gets more information about Fubo. .

"Hundred-City Wars, Hundred-City Wars... Will there really be news of Uncle Fu in the first main city? If it is true, then no one can stop me!"

At this moment, Ye Wuque's sharp edge will be revealed. In his heart, looking for Fu Bo, defeating Jun Shanlie, looking for the empty past, is the biggest reason why he is willing to die for ten years and practice hard.

Now, since news about Fu Bo has appeared, he will pursue it fiercely!

"Om"

The pale golden holy way battle energy flowed out of the body, golden red energy and blood surging, Ye Wuque entered the cultivation again.

He didn't follow Qi Shilong to Sima's house, but chose to wait at Murong's house, first to recover from his injury, and second to confirm Fu Bo's affairs.

Now that these two things have been completed, he has completely entered the cultivation, quietly waiting for Qi Shilong to pick him up.

There is no time for cultivation, so a day will pass quickly.

Early the next morning, Ye Wuque left the hut where he had lived for ten years alone, with a touch of perseverance in his heart. He walked step by step on the road of Murong's house, carrying a seven-star refining box behind him.

He has been busy cultivating for ten years and has never cared about other things. Now he is about to leave, and he is still a little sad. After all, this is where he grew up. After leaving this time, Ye Wuque feels that he may not be back for many years. .

Ye Wuque walked slowly, letting the wind disturb his black hair, and after a while, he came to the small building where Xian'er was.

After standing quietly for a while, Ye Wuque didn't go in. He didn't want to say goodbye to Xian'er, although he knew that Xian'er was about to leave soon.

There is a confidant in the sea, and the world is close to each other, and the same is true for brother and sister.

"Xian'er, Brother Wuque will definitely go to you."

Ye Wuque walked away and walked towards Murong's martial arts field.

He didn't know, in that small building, Xian'er was looking at his back, but her face was expressionless, and behind Xian'er, there was a middle-aged female monk standing.

This female monk was dressed in a blue water cloud robe, exuding a icy breath all over her body. She couldn't see her face clearly. She looked at Xian'er in front of her, and suddenly spoke with a hoarse voice: "Has anyone in Murong's family ever seen a spiritual girl Rong Zhen Ling? ?"

This sentence does not have a trace of emotion, like ice that has not melted for a thousand years.

Hearing the female monk's question, Xian'er's clear eyes did not fluctuate, without the warmth of being with Ye Wuque, and said faintly: "No."

"Very well, please leave with the old slave."

As soon as the voice fell, the female monk waved her right hand, the red light flashed across the room, and there was no trace of Xian'er...

Martial arts field.

Ye Wuque was carrying a long black box on his back, outstandingly independent, and there were some Murong children whispering around, especially the girls among them, looking shyly and regretfully constantly scanning Ye Wuque.

A beautiful shadow stared at Ye Wuque silently in a corner, and various complex expressions flashed in her beautiful eyes, and finally turned into a sigh, with incomprehension, shock, and a trace of inexplicable regret, red lips on her beautiful face Nibble, it is Murong Binglan...

In the other corner, Murong Tian squeezed his right hand together, his face was extremely distorted, and his eyes towards Ye Wuque were full of resentment!

"Ye Wuque! Ye Wuque! You took away my blood dragon jade! You took away my place! I won't let you go! I won't let you go..."

"call out"

After Ye Wuque waited for a quarter of an hour, there was a wave of fluctuations from the horizon, and then three human shadows appeared extremely quickly.

Ye Wuque looked up and saw that the leader was Qi Shilong, and behind him was a man and a woman. That girl, Ye Wuque had seen in the confrontation with Murong Tian the day before yesterday, should be Lin Yingluo, the eldest of the Lin family.

Then that young man should be the first genius of the Sima family, Sima Ao.

"Om"

Qi Shilong raised his hand and Ye Wuque realized that he was being supported by a huge force, and his whole body could not help but moved closer to the three of them. In a flash, he came behind Qi Shilong and stood with Lin Yingluo.

Seeing that the three were complete, Qi Shilong laughed, and a faint halo shrouded the three behind him, then turned into a halo and disappeared in the eyes of Murong's child.

Feeling the strange feeling of flying in the sky, Ye Wuque was a little strange, but suddenly heard a faintly questioning voice from behind him: "A guy who hasn't even gathered Poyue, is there any right to participate with Sima Ao? A hundred cities battle?"

As soon as he said this, Lin Yingluo's icy eyes flashed with waves, her aftermath swept over Ye Wuque, and she found that the latter's complexion was as calm as ever, as if she had not heard it.

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