Erya's face suddenly turned a little white. She walked over and said worriedly: "Sister knows you like him, but you are only fifteen years old today, how can you..."

"I don't care! If I don't do this, how could you agree to let me marry him? Grandpa, okay?" Si Ya knew that her biggest resistance was her grandfather, and the main offensive also fell on his body. But as soon as she finished speaking, she found that her grandfather's face was gloomy and scary at this time. Even her father, who seemed to be stupid and laughing, was still dark and cold all over.

She was frightened all of a sudden and never dared to say another word. Since she said that, the atmosphere suddenly became wrong and became very scary.

Siya's father shook his head and said, "Father, it's all my fault. Siya is still too young and I haven't told her too much."

The old man's face was still as dark as charcoal, with wrinkles squeezing together, suppressing a complex emotion of pain and anger. At this time, Ye Wuchen, who was pushed in by Ningxue, said: "Old man, come with me, I have something to say to you. Xueer, let's go back."

After saying that, he had not yet entered the door, and returned to his house with Ningxue. In the past, he used a respectful tone when he spoke to the old man, but at this moment, he was in a commanding tone. The old man was not satisfied, and he looked at him slightly, and was upset and didn't want to face Si Ya again. He sighed and walked out of the door.

After the old man left, the heavy pressure on Si Ya's body was reduced a little. She asked tremblingly: "Dad, why are grandpa so angry? I just really want to..."

Her father shook his head and sighed sadly: "Siya, no matter how you make a fuss, your grandfather will not be really angry with you. But this time... hey, you committed the most unforeseen death penalty!"

"Ah?" Si Ya opened her mouth slightly, and she was at a loss.

Ye Wuchen and the old man came to the house one after another. With Ningxue's help, Ye Wuchen turned around the wheelchair and faced the old man. The old man said, "I can't blame you for this matter. With your current physical condition and Si Ya's nonsense, you should have been forced. However, you didn't belong here before, and some things are not as simple as they appear."

The old man looked like a torch, and he was talking all of them. Ye Wuchen did not continue this topic with him, but said to himself: "It has been a while since I came here. Although I am now like a useless person, I live very comfortably every day here. Everyone here allows me to see the most pure side of human nature. I am grateful to each of you, just like the wheelchair I am now in. Even if one day my body recovers, it will be my precious collection. These days here, I have been wondering how this pure world came about. Why did the person who fell from the Broken Soul Abyss like me die under the protection of a strange power... Old man, can you tell me this answer?"

His voice, calm and steady expression, without any turmoil, the feeling he brought to the old man at this time was completely different from the past. He felt suspicious and frowned: "At that time, my grandfather fell from the sky. As for the strange power that made them not die, they didn't even know."

"I know." Ye Wuchen smiled slightly and said.

The old man's eyes flashed, and a hint of surprise reflected: "Do you know?"

Ye Wuchen played with Ning Xue's little hands, stroked her fingers one by one, and looked at the old man quietly: "Since I walked here, I have been deeply confused about some things. Day by day, some things have become clearer in my mind, and the answers to some questions have been slowly revealed. Yesterday, a story took shape in my heart."

"A long time ago, there was a very powerful force on the Tianchen Continent. Its existence is known to everyone. Its strength can make a country bow down and dare not provoke it. But although they are strong, they never bully people with power, or even transcend the world. Even if they are involved in the world, they have almost never happened. Because its existence is not an artificial organization, but a strange mission passed down from ancient times, looking for a person and something, and they must not enter into worldly disputes before finding that person and that thing."

Ye Wuchen glanced at the old man and found that he was already shocked.

"However, they have been searching for a hundred years, thousands, ten thousand years, and countless years, but they have not captured any trace. They began to wonder whether the legend is simply fake. They are deceived and played with by a few ancient words. So, differences began to arise within this huge organization. Some of them stick to the meaning and mission of their existence, and some began to divert their attention. Because of the huge power they possess, they began to generate power and prepare to control the world. Become the lord of the world who can turn hands and turn hands and rain, and can determine the people of the world."

"Their decision is completely contrary to the preaching passed down from ancient times. Although most of them are ready to take action under the power, some people firmly oppose it. Therefore, conflict arises. One day, the contradiction is completely inspiring under an opportunity, triggering an internal death battle. But pursuing the glory of power is the instinct of most people. After all, only a few people stick to their own missions. It is necessary to provoke this internal war to those who want to set foot in the world, because if those who oppose them are destroyed, they will inevitably have many obstacles to take action. Those who stick to their own lives are those who maintain their meaning of existence and will not want to see this situation of killing each other. But once the ** is ignited, they will erode people's reason and conscience like a demon. Facing those former partners who raise their swords to them, they have to face the battle."

"Maybe they had fought for a long time, maybe they just escaped and hid as much as possible to reduce the occurrence of the tragedy. One day, they were forced to the edge of the Broken Soul Abyss in the Great Wind Kingdom, and were exhausted and blocked their escape paths. At that time, they had been killed so much that only a few people were left. In despair, they did not want to die under their former partners and jumped out of the Broken Soul Abyss. The time at that time was probably a hundred years ago now."

The old man frowned and looked at the young man who was telling a "story", and finally he insulted: "Did Si Ya tell you?" He rejected it casually: "It's not her, she probably doesn't know about these things yet. Is it San Wa or Er Ya tell you?"

"Although everyone thinks that they will never be able to afford to come here, they will not regard anything as a secret. But no one has told me anything about this. I just guessed it. But since the old man asked this, it means that my guess was not wrong." Ye Wuchen said with a smile.

The old man was slightly moved, and he couldn't figure out what he could guess these things based on.

"I think you should be more interested in the story below." Ye Wuchen said, and then continued to tell: "Those who jumped down from the Broken Soul Abyss thought they would die, but unexpectedly, when they fell halfway, their bodies began to be pulled by a wonderful force, and their bodies that had fallen vertically involuntarily floated towards the direction we are now. The force not only pulled them, but also made them fall slower and slower. When they landed on the ground, they were completely unharmed. After a huge surprise, they soon discovered that there was a barrier around them that could not be broken no matter what. So, although they were trapped inside, they were only satisfied and believed that the belief they believed was protecting them. Therefore, although they were closed by the barrier, they never gave up that mission and were still passed down from generation to generation, and no one could betrayed."

"The destiny of heaven cannot be violated. There is a certainty in the dark. They are right. It is their persistence and loyalty that saved them. They and the things you guard now have not abandoned you. Because what you saved you is exactly what your Northern Emperor Sect has been looking for - the disaster bow!"

Ye Wuchen stretched out his right hand, and a blood light shot out from his eyebrows, condensed into a blood-colored bow with a terrifying appearance in his hand. "On that day, the disaster bow, who was sleeping under the Broken Soul Abyss, felt the whereabouts of the Northern Emperor's bloodline, so he used his own power to save all the fallen people, together with those who did not have the pure Northern Emperor's bloodline, and closed them in the barrier with him."

The old man's body froze, his eyes staring at the blood-colored bow in Ye Wuchen's hand. Unconsciously, he stretched out his trembling hands, as if he wanted to get his hands closer to it. Before he knew it, his eyes were already filled with tears. Even if he didn't remember everything, he could not remember the disaster bow that their ancestors had searched for for many years. Its appearance was sealed in his heart like a brand, but outsiders could never know it. The genealogy said that its breath was a bloody killing aura that made people scared. The bow in front of him, its appearance, its breath, and its way it appeared... made him not need any doubt at all.

No one knows how long the Northern Emperor Sect has existed for a long time. They have found nothing, but now they are truly present in front of him. His excitement is heavier than what he had added in the first half of his life. With tears flowing, he did not lose his mind, immediately wiped away his tears, and hurriedly put his hand into his arms, and took out a piece of jade that never leaves his body. The jade was in the shape of a bow and the size of his palm, and he never left. Just when this piece of jade appeared in front of the Killing Bow, the red jade body suddenly released a dazzling red light.

The purest blood of the Northern Emperor flows in this piece of Northern Emperor's jade, which is the symbol of every generation of sect leader of the Northern Emperor Sect. It can resonate with the Northern Emperor's bow. The dazzling red light dispels all the old man's suspicion. He put away the jade, knelt on the ground with a thud, and bowed excitedly: "Yan Tianwei, the former generation of sect leader of the Northern Emperor Sect, pay homage to the Holy Lord!"

He knocked his head heavily, and his whole body was still trembling violently, showing the indifference of his heart.

Ningxue was surprised for a while and hurriedly wanted to go over and help him up, but Ye Wuchen grabbed him with one hand. He asked with a smile: "Old man, I am just a useless person with no power to tie a chicken. Do you still want to respect me as the Holy Lord?"

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