"No shortage of!"
Murong Changqing walked quickly, with excitement and surprise on his face.
"I didn't come to see you in time after returning to the Holy Path of the Heavens. I also ask Uncle Changqing to forgive me."
Looking at Murong Changqing, Ye Wuque's bright eyes filled with apology.
"Where are these words! Do you still need to say this between you and me? These years, the Murong family has been taken care of by you. Without you, how could the Murong family be as brilliant as it is today?"
"Wuwu, you are a reconstruction of Entong to Murong's family!"
Murong Changqing spoke excitedly. He was already full of gratitude and pride for Ye Wuque here.
Because of Ye Wuque's existence, Murong's family soared into the sky, and was taken care of by the Great City Lord of Dongtu. The foundation and strength of the entire family have grown by leaps and bounds, and now they have become the first family of Dongtu!
As the Patriarch of the Murong family, under the care of Gu Qingchen, Murong Evergreen himself has survived the thunder of fate and soul and became a monk in the fate and soul!
As a disciple of the Murong Family, Murong Hai is now a disciple of the Holy Dao, and is now famous within the Holy Dao, and has already reached the top 50 in the list. It can be said that it is a rising in the Holy Dao. New star!
These two points alone are enough to guarantee Murong's glory for hundreds of years!
But the reason for this is all the merits of Ye Wuque. This is a truth that every Murong family understands deeply.
"Uncle Changqing doesn't need to be like this. All of this should be done. After all, Murong's family is also the place where I grew up since childhood. To me, it is also a home."
Ye Wuque smiled lightly, and when he reached his current height, the Murong family's unfair treatment had long been ignored when he was a child. He did not resent the Murong family, but he was not grateful.
But for Murong Changqing here, he was grateful and never faded.
Since Murong Changqing is the Patriarch of the Murong Family, his greatest wish is to carry forward the Murong Family, and Ye Wuque will complete Murong Evergreen.
An elder from the Murong family looked at the black-robed young man standing in the hall, with a trance in his eyes, and sighed with incomparable complexity in his heart.
Who could have imagined that the boy who used to bear the name of "Wuwuwei" in Murong's house now stepped into the point where they were even not qualified to look up!
Murong Binglan was the only person sitting in the entire hall. Her proud and exquisite body was trembling slightly, her hands tightly pinched her thighs, her ruddy pretty face turned pale at this moment, her red lips biting tightly. Staring at Ye Wuque in the distance!
At this moment, Murong Binglan’s heart is full of indescribable emotions. Regret, unwillingness, resentment, shame, entanglement, etc. are all intertwined together. The face of the teenager with a faint smile in her mind is like Turned into eternity!
No matter how Murong Binglan gets rid of it or how strong it is, it will come out frantically, tumbling in her heart!
"Why... why tortured me like this! Why..."
Murong Binglan was muttering to herself, every time Ye Wuque appeared, it seemed as if two invisible big hands were slapped into slaps and slapped on her face fiercely, hitting her heart, finally calming her down. The mind once again shredded brutally and directly!
In a daze, the name Ye Wuque had long since become Murong Binglan's lingering heart demon... until he died!
A voice full of sorrow sounded in her heart, but Murong Binglan understood that she could only hold it back no matter what, she didn't even dare to think about everything about Ye Wuque, because once she thought about it, the regret in her heart was like the Yangtze River. Open, can't suppress!
Murong Binglan could only look at Ye Wuque from a distance, her red lips biting out blood!
However, at this moment, everyone in the entire hall focused on Ye Wuque. No one noticed the look and behavior of this Miss Murong, and no one cared.
"Uncle Changqing, this time I am here to see you first, and to say goodbye to you..."
As soon as Ye Wuque said this, the atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly fell silent!
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"Farewell? Wukong, you want to leave?"
Murong Changqing's face was stunned. After seeing Ye Wuque nodded slowly, the reluctance in Murong Changqing's eyes was overwhelming, but immediately Murong Changqing breathed out a deep breath, a smile on his face, open-minded opening Said: "Go, no shortage, this world is too small and too small for you, your world should be infinitely big, and your future should be infinitely exciting!"
"No shortage, if one day you are tired or tired, come to Murong's house at any time, there will always be your home!"
Murong Changqing's tone was sincere and full of blessings, but tears burst into his eyes.
Immediately, Murong Changqing still did not control his feelings after all, and took a step forward to hug Ye Wuque tightly!
There was a trace of sadness and dismay in the eyes of everyone in the hall, because they already knew that the peerless Tianjiao of the Northern Heaven Territory, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dao was about to leave.
"Uncle Evergreen, please cherish it, everyone... please cherish it too!"
Ye Wuque looked around for a week, and fell on the faces of Ximenzun, Zhuo Bufan, Mo Honglian, Qiu Haiyue, Nalan Yan, and others. They all smiled and nodded slowly.
"Junior Brother Ye! Cherish all the way!"
"No shortage! Be sure to remember to come back!"
"Brother Wuwei! If you want Xiaobai lotus root!"
...
Voices full of cherishment and blessing sounded one after another, but they were all reluctant to give up, and some people even had tears in their eyes.
Facing the parting scene, Ye Wuque still had bitterness in his heart, but after all, he smiled indifferently, his clothes turned upside down, and he turned and walked outside.
For an instant, everyone in the hall couldn't help but follow Ye Wuque's figure closely, following his footsteps.
Soon a large group of people rushed out of the guest house, Murong Binglan was on the list.
After everyone walked out of the Abode, they only saw Ye Wuque who was slowly stepping up to the sky!
Murong Changqing clenched his right hand tightly, tears gleaming in his eyes, and a storage ring was lying in it, which was only given to him by Ye Wuque.
"Look! There's one more person! That's... a handsome minister!"
"Yes! Young Master Feng and Wuwei are going on the road together!"
...
Everyone immediately saw above the void, a white-robed hunter-hunting figure standing with a long sword on its back, holding hands, handsome and tall, like a peerless sword descending from the sky!
Through the Tianya Talisman at hand, the elegant minister had apparently rushed from the Tibetan Sword Tomb to join Ye Wuque.
When Ye Wuque completely walked to the void and stood side by side with the elegant minister, he made a move with his right hand, and suddenly a stream of light shone, the eagle shook the sky, and the sky outside the silver eagle was born!
Roar!
At the same time, an earth-shattering roar sounded, and from the depths of the sacred roads of the heavens, a golden figure the size of hundreds of meters suddenly rushed out and landed on the silver eagle outside the sky, which was a small stone.
Ye Wuque and the elegant minister sat cross-legged on the shoulders of Little Stone, and finally glanced at the holy way of the heavens, Ye Wuque's bright eyes filled with reluctance, but they were immediately replaced by a touch of firmness. .
Huh!
The silver eagle screamed from the sky, the localized warship flared and fluctuated astonishingly, its wings flared, and it rose into the sky!
"Goodbye, the holy way of the heavens... goodbye, northern heaven..."
With a murmur, the void echoed, and the Tianwai Yinying carried Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen to the sky, but after a few breaths, they disappeared completely...
