Chapter 1381: Clean up the portal

Ye Meiyu looked at Ye Xuanji’s look and was confused. (8) (1) Chinese website Ww┡W. 81.Zw. COM she knows Ye Xuanji very well, she has never seen him like this, this is certainly not a good sign.
The chestnut mother said with enthusiasm: "Ye Xuanji, the door is unfortunate, out of this kind of person, this is the time for you to clean up the portal."
Ye Xuanji gradually raised his head, his eyes locked Ye Meiyu, no anger, no chilling cold, the only thing left was indifference.
Ye Meiyu seems to be a stone, a dust, in short, there is no value in his eyes.
This is the most fearful of Ye Meiyu, which shows that her death is near.
She burst into tears and cried, climbed to the feet of Ye Xuan, holding his leg and pleading: "Grandpa, please let me go, I know it is wrong, I am sorry brother, can't read Ye Jia, please give it again. I have a chance, I will definitely wash my face."
Ye Xuanji looked at her faintly, and there was no movement at all. She was shocked and flew in a few steps.
"You are the shame of Ye Family, leaving you, will only make Ye Jia continue to be shamed." Ye Xuanji's tone is a bit too calm, but it reveals a chill.
Ye Meiyu’s heart seems to have fallen into the ice cave, her eyes are devoid of gods, and her face is as gray as she is, and she has no spiritual pleading.
She has already seen that Ye Xuanji’s heart has been fixed, and her death is coming, she can’t escape.
The mother-in-law looked at the fire almost, reminding me: "The time is almost up."
Ye Xuanji said nothing, Ye Meiyu flew to him. I don't know if it is the last will to survive. Ye Meiyu urges skill and seems to resist.
However, she is now shrouded in a mysterious and terrifying force, and there is no rebellious capital.
She is like a walking dead, falling into the hands of Ye Xuanji, Ye Xuan body shape flashes, like a ghost, disappeared in place, carrying Ye Meiyu flying to the distance.
The mother-in-law did not catch up, but stared at the back of Ye Xuanji. Finally, she turned and left.
The mountain wind whistling, and the shaved person’s cheeks hurt. Ye Meiyu looked at the camera in surprise, and now Grandpa is flying in the air.
This is not something that the military can do.
But she immediately recalled the powerful warriors I had encountered before. Can they not fly in the air?
The world has changed, and the warrior is not weaker than the repairer.
She stared at Ye Xuanji in ecstasy. She had saved her mind before, and now she really died.
The strength of Ye Xuanji has not been known to what level, it is not that she can fight.
Escape from the dead, not so easy, the taste of death is getting closer and closer, she seems to have been able to smell it.
Ye Xuanji stopped, on a mountain, looking around, surrounded by mountains, surrounded by.
This tallest mountain is like a sword, straight into the sky, a cold neck.
Ye Meiyu licked her neck and even forgot the last dying struggle. She just looked at her eyes and looked at Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuanji’s face and eyes finally changed, no longer the previous indifference to the extreme, but a bit more life.
Ye Meiyu did not say a word, it seems to have completely abandoned.
Ye Xuanji stared at her and glanced deeply at her. She looked up again and said with sorrow: "Yejiali ancestral ancestors are on the top, and the sons of the leaves are not cleaned up today. I am teaching the sons to have no way to teach. Ye Meiyu, a sorrowful and sorrowful descendant, does not ask the ancestors to forgive, only to clean up the portal and pay homage to the spirit of heaven. After a hundred years, I will personally plead guilty to the ancestors."
This is true and true, every word contains deep feelings, and it is self-evident.
Ye Meiyu looked at him with a desperate look and realized that death was near.
"Ye Meiyu, I will replace Ye Jialie Zuzong, clean up the portal, if you have complaints or regrets, it doesn't matter. It's all you ask for, and you have to bear this result." Ye Xuan said calmly and wavelessly.
Ye Meiyu has lost her struggle to survive, just staring at him.
Ye Xuanji stared deeply at her eyes, her eyes finally changed, and all kinds of complicated emotions were intertwined in the pupil.
In the end, the look in his eyes fixed, raised his hand, and the cold light appeared, flying to Ye Meiyu.
Ye Meiyu closed her eyes subconsciously.
puff!
The blood splashed, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be still.
The wind is blowing and screaming, but this moment seems to be solidified, the leaves are no longer swaying with the wind, and the heavens and the earth are filled with the breath of death.
Ye Meiyu felt that she had experienced the taste of death. The smell hit the nasal cavity, the salty and pungent nose, the pain on her face irritated the nerves of the brain, twisting her face together.
But her feelings still have not disappeared, and she can clearly understand the changes around her.
Why didn't he still do it?
what are you waiting for?
Do you still want to torture me?
After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes and saw Ye Xuanji still standing in front of him, with a sword in his hand, and the sword was still ticking with blood.
Ye Xuanji looked at her indifferently and said: "After that, you will no longer be a Ye family. Ye Family does not have such a brother. You are better off yourself. It is best to hide your name. If you are after the rest of your life, if you are The person who respects the Lord is now, no one has saved you."
Ye Meiyu's face became incomparably wonderful, and looked at him incredulously. I thought it would die. I didn't expect him to leave her life at the last minute.
This is a perfect life, and escapes.
She wants to laugh, but she can't laugh, afraid that once she laughs, she will smother Ye Xuanji's killing.
But she is really happy, she has never been so happy since she was young.
Finally, you don't have to die, you can continue to do it.
As for Ye Xuanji's advice, she did not remember that as long as she did not die and regain her freedom, who could influence her life and decisions.
However, she did not like to forget, but pretending to be grateful to say: "Thank you grandfather does not kill the grace, thank you, I must wash my heart and re-do."
"I am not your grandfather, you are not allowed to call me like this!" Ye Xuanji refused. "As for what you are going to do, I don't care, it's dead or alive, it has nothing to do with me."
Ye Meiyu closed her mouth with interest.
"You have provoked a lot of trouble in this face, so I destroyed it today." Ye Xuanji pointed at Ye Meiyu's cheek.
Ye Meiyu responded, and the pain on her face became stronger. Previously, the fear of death overshadowed the pain. At this moment, the threat of death faded and the pain prevailed.
She subconsciously wiped her face, her hands covered with blood, and she clearly felt the muscles on her face had turned up, like the plowed land.
Without looking in the mirror, she also disfigured herself, became ugly, and on time, her nature, screaming at Ye Xuanji hysterically: "You-"
After a sentence has not been finished, Ye Xuan shakes his head in disappointment, and a palm is shot on her. She is like a broken kite and flies down the cliff.
Her voice was immediately submerged in the mountain wind.
Ye Xuanji looked at her figure and disappeared into the field of vision. It is clear that this can't kill her. She is a repairer after all. There must be a way to save her life.
"Be good at it."
Ye Xuan said that the straight body seemed awkward, desolation, toes, and disappeared into the foothills.