Chapter 1381

Ye Meiyu looks at ye Xuanji, confused. She knows ye Xuanji very well. She has never seen him like this. It must not bode well.

"Ye Xuanji, my family is unlucky," said Grandma Li, fanning the flames. "This is the time for you to clean up the door."

Ye Xuanji gradually raised his head and fixed his eyes on Ye Meiyu. There was no anger or killing cold light. The only thing left was indifference.

Ye Meiyu is like a stone and a dust. In a word, it has no value in his eyes.

This is the most frightening thing for ye Meiyu, which shows that her death is near.

She cried bitterly, climbed to the foot of Ye Xuanji, hugged his leg, and begged: "Grandpa, please let me live, I know it's wrong, I'm sorry for my brother, I can't read Ye's family, please give me another chance, I will change my mind."

Ye Xuanji looked at her faintly, without any action at all, and she was shaken to fly and fell awkwardly a few steps away.

"You are a disgrace to the Ye family. If you stay, you will only make the Ye family continue to be shamed." Ye Xuanji's tone is a little too calm, but it shows a chill.

Ye Meiyu's heart seems to have fallen into the ice cave. Her eyes are lifeless, her face is gray, and she has no spirit to cry for.

She has seen that ye Xuanji's heart has been set, and that her death is near.

Grandma Li looked at the heat and said, "it's almost time."

Ye Xuanji said nothing. With a big hand, ye Meiyu flew to him. I don't know if the last point of survival will play a role. Ye Meiyu urges his skill and seems to resist.

However, she found herself shrouded in a mysterious and terrifying force, with no capital to resist.

She is like a walking corpse, falling into ye Xuanji's hands. Ye Xuanji's body is like a ghost, disappearing in place, carrying Ye Meiyu to the distance.

Grandma Li didn't catch up with her. She just stared at ye Xuanji's back. Finally, she turned and left.

The mountain wind howled, and the people's cheeks hurt. Ye Meiyu is surprised to see that grandpa is flying in the sky.

This is not something that a warrior can do at all.

But she immediately recalled the powerful warriors she had met before. Can they also fly in the sky?

The world has changed. The warrior is not weaker than the cultivator.

She looked at ye Xuanji in horror. She had thought of running away. Now she was really dead.

Ye Xuanji's strength has reached some level, which she can't fight against at all.

It's not so easy to escape from death. The smell of death is getting closer and closer. She seems to be able to smell it.

Ye Xuanji stopped, and on a mountain, he looked around, surrounded by mountains.

The highest mountain is like a sword, which is straight into the sky and makes your neck cool.

Ye Meiyu covers her neck, forgetting even her last desperate struggle. She is just staring at ye Xuanji.

Ye Xuanji's face and eyes have finally changed, no longer the previous apathy to the extreme, but a little more vitality.

Ye Meiyu said nothing and seemed to have given up completely.

Ye Xuanji looked at her deeply, looked up at the sky, and said sadly: "Ye's ancestors are on the top, Ye's descendants are going to clean up the door for Ye's family today. My son has no way. He taught Ye Meiyu, a distraught descendant, not to ask for forgiveness from the ancestors, but to clean up the door first and offer sacrifices to the spirits in the world. In the next hundred years, I will go and personally apologize to the ancestors. "

These words are sincere, each word contains deep feelings, and the guilt in them is self-evident.

Ye Meiyu looked at him out of his wits and realized that death was near.

"Ye Meiyu, I will replace Ye's ancestors and clean up the door. It doesn't matter whether you have complaints or regrets. It's all your own business, so bear the consequences. " Ye Xuanji said calmly.

Ye Meiyu has lost the desire to struggle for survival, just staring at him.

Ye Xuanji gazed at her eyes deeply, and the eyes finally changed. All kinds of complicated emotions were interwoven in her pupils.

At last, the expression in his eyes was fixed and he raised his hand. The cold light suddenly appeared and flew to Ye Meiyu.

Ye closed her eyes subconsciously.

Poof!

Blood splashed, as if the heaven and earth were still.

The wind is blowing, whirring and making a sound, however, this moment seems to be solidified, the leaves are no longer swinging with the wind, and the heaven and earth are full of the breath of death.

Ye Meiyu felt the taste of death. The smell of blood hit the nasal cavity. The smell was salty and pungent. The pain on her face stimulated the brain nerves and twisted her face together.

But her feeling still hasn't disappeared. She can clearly feel the changes around her.

Why hasn't he started yet?

What are you waiting for?

Do you 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 her hand and blood dripping from it.

Ye Xuanji looked at her indifferently and said, "from then on, you will no longer be a member of Ye's family, and ye's family has no brother killer like you. You should do it yourself. You'd better go incognito for the rest of your life. If you are found by the Lord's people, no one can protect you."

Ye Meiyu's face became very wonderful. He looked at him strangely. He thought he would die. Unexpectedly, he left her a life at the last moment.

It's a desperate situation.

She wanted to laugh, but she didn't dare to laugh. She was afraid that once she laughed, she would stir ye Xuanji's heart.

But she was so happy. She had never been so happy since she was a child.

Finally, I don't need to die. I can continue to be smart.

As for ye Xuanji's advice, she did not remember who could control her life and decision as long as she did not die and regained her freedom.

However, instead of being complacent, she pretended to be grateful and said, "thank you, Grandpa, for not killing me. Thank you. I will change my mind and become a new person."

"I'm not your grandfather. Don't call me that!" Ye Xuanji refused, "as for how you are going to be, I don't care. It's nothing to do with me whether you are dead or alive."

Ye Meiyu shut his mouth wisely.

"Your face has caused many troubles, so I destroyed it today." Ye Xuanji pointed to Ye Meiyu's cheek.

Ye Meiyu's reaction came from this, and the pain on her face became more and more intense. Previously, the fear of death overshadowed the pain. At this moment, the threat of death faded and the pain prevailed.

Unconsciously, she wiped her face away, her hands were covered with blood, and she clearly felt that the muscles on her face had turned over, like the ploughed land.

Without looking in the mirror, she also disfigured herself and became ugly. At that time, her nature broke out and shouted hysterically at ye Xuanji: "you --"

before she finished saying a word, ye Xuanji shook her head in disappointment and clapped her with one hand. She was like a kite with broken line, flying to the bottom of the cliff.

Her voice was drowned in the mountain wind at once.

Ye Xuanji looks at her figure disappearing in the field of vision. It's clear that she can't be killed. After all, she is a cultivator, and there must be a way to protect her life.

"Take care of yourself."

Ye Xuanji said lonely, straight body seems to be a little bent, desolate incomparable, tiptoe a little, also disappeared in the top of the mountain.