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Kunlun Mountains, the land of the Ye clan.

Since last night, there has been snow in the Kunlun area, and the weather has been cold.

This is also common in such high-altitude areas.

The people who got up in the morning practiced and worked as usual, looking at the white snow on the roofs and roads, and their mood was calm.

Just when it was almost noon, a middle-aged man dressed in black, with a long knife wrapped in black cloth in his hand, walked quickly through a long row of footprints, walked into the Ye family's main courtyard, and came to the back garden.

Some of the clansmen and servants I met on the way, when they saw the man, they all respectfully greeted "Uncle Long Yuan".

Ye Longyuan had no intention of greeting the people in the clan, he had too many things in his heart, and after asking his father's location, he immediately rushed over.

In a stone pavilion in the back garden, Ye Longyuan found his father, the Martial God, Ye Wuya.

It was snowing, and Ye Wuya thought of eating hot pot for lunch, and at this moment he was setting up a copper pot charcoal fire and making hot pot soup.

"Hmm...... Ah Qun, do you want to add more sauerkraut?" Ye Wuya held some sauerkraut leaves in his hand and asked Ye Qun, the old servant who was waiting on the side.

"Master, it's almost, otherwise it will outweigh the loss if you overshadow the umami of this chicken soup," Ye Qun suggested.

"I think so too", Ye Wuya nodded, so he changed some straw mushrooms and put them in to cook first.

Ye Longyuan was not surprised to see this scene.

There are two things that my father cares about most in his life: first, martial arts, and second, eating.

Sometimes, Ye Longyuan even doubted that among his two sons, Ye Longteng, and the world's best food, if he had to choose one of them, what would the martial god choose.

To be honest, Ye Longyuan's two brothers are not sure.

No matter what big things happen outside, Ye Wuya will always try his best to satisfy his taste buds first.

"Father", Ye Longyuan thought of some messy thoughts in his heart, walked to the pavilion with a complicated mood, and bowed his head respectfully and shouted.

Ye Wuya naturally knew that his eldest son was coming, so he greeted happily: "Long Yuan, it's just right that you're back, my uncle and I are making Northeast hot pot, it's almost ready, you can wait for a while to taste some roe deer meat and venison, they are all rare goods, and they are not often found outside."

Ye Longyuan looked at the table with a hearty pile of fresh meat dishes, and even some special side dishes such as sesame sauce, blood sausage, and wide vermicelli, which were really tempting.

"The father's attention to food really makes his son admire", Ye Longyuan smiled.

"Hehe", Ye Wuya said with a smile: "It's okay to be idle, it's better for your mouth and stomach, isn't it good?" You two brothers, you just don't know how to enjoy life......

Ye Longyuan asked with a cautious expression: "Father, yesterday more than a dozen major sects in our Xia Kingdom were attacked by mysterious masters, and the head of the Shushan faction, Ling Baiguang of the Ling family, was killed.

The killer has been confirmed to be Xiao Hong, who escaped overseas three hundred years ago...... My father must have known about this. ”

Ye Wuya used chopsticks to pick up the venison, nodded and said, "Your brother told me, and he also proposed to hold a world ancient martial arts conference, come and consult together, it's good......"

"Father!" Ye Longyuan frowned and said, "Three hundred years ago, those people in those clans who were dissatisfied with your formation of the Ancient God Descendant were all the elites of the major clans.

These people are not something that ordinary Guwu sects can resist, they must have cooperated with the Doomsday Monarchy to dare to be so arrogant.

Now the major factions in the world are panicking, and they have begun to question the ability of our dragon soul and hidden dragon, and some elders who know about it have also begun to question our clan.

The son thinks that they are precisely trying to incite the whole world to fight against our Ye clan and against your father's prestige!

We must not take it lightly, we should take the initiative and speed up the fight to wipe out all these people, so as to win back the trust of the major factions!"

Ye Wuya picked up a piece of chopsticks venison, sat on the stool, blew twice, dipped it in the sauce, and ate it in one bite.

After enjoying the taste of meat, Ye Wuya said: "Your brother has already gone to the meeting, you can discuss it together, what does it matter if the people of the world believe me or not, I don't care."

Even if it is gold and silver treasures, there are still people who regard money as dung, how can I be alone to satisfy the whole world?

The little ones now...... Why do I always like to find adults when something happens, when I was young, I was beaten but I was beaten back......"

Ye Wuya said, took a small bowl and handed it to Ye Longyuan, "Son, I'm back, eat some."

Ye Longyuan had no appetite at all, and said with a complicated gaze: "Father, back then...... Are there some secrets that you have been hiding from us about the formation of the Ancient Divine Descendants?"

"Hiding it from you?" Ye Wuya smiled and said, "You have something to say."

The son just felt that Xiao Hong's reaction didn't seem to be simply unconvinced......

If my father defeated those who opposed clan cooperation through a life-and-death duel, then why did they think so badly, shouldn't all this be logical?

However, they kept saying that you are the 'devil' and that they are the righteous party, which makes the son feel incomprehensible...... Ye Longyuan said.

Ye Wuya was not angry, and nodded with a smile, "Then what do you think?

Ye Longyuan swallowed his throat, took the pot of wine next to him, poured himself a glass, and drank it in one gulp.

It seemed that he was borrowing wine to strengthen his courage, Ye Longyuan said: "Of course my son doesn't want my father to be slandered by them.

But...... Two of my subordinates found that in the area where India and our Xia country meet, more than 3,000 Indian ** people have died inexplicably in the past month or so......"

After saying this, Ye Longyuan's eyelids twitched, and his eyes looked straight at his father.

Ye Wuya picked up the chopsticks, pointed at him with a smile, and said, "Boy, you came home today, not just to mention Xiao Hong's affairs to me......

That's right, your guess is right, I sent someone to the Indian country to kill people to take blood, and then use it to cultivate the blood demon body for Feng'er. ”

When Ye Longyuan heard this, his face turned pale, and he said unacceptably: "Father...... Why are you doing this!?Feng'er is your own grandson!You're letting him fall into the devil's path!!

What's more, those soldiers of the Indian country, even if they have been at odds with our Xia country for the past half a year, there is no need to kill them all like this! Don't you feel guilty!?"

Ye Wuya said casually while holding chopsticks and rubbing the meat: "It is precisely because Feng'er is my own grandson that I am willing to find a way for him to quickly resume his cultivation."

No way...... Rulan asked you, who was a husband, to help their mother and son, but you refused, so I had to come forward as my father-in-law.

It's good now, you left it alone and blamed me, an old man, for meddling......

As for killing thousands of Indians, it's not because of their relationship with our Xia Kingdom.

Because there are few people around here, and there are just enough people on their side, so I sent someone over there to get some blood......

As for what you said...... Of course I don't have any guilt or something, that kind of thing, it doesn't make sense......

Where did you learn the boring word 'guilt' from me, and I don't seem to have taught you since I was a child......" zgsgq6gphsr6vecaooqaxzxulnoykhfto4tfxtirtl/au9bce7heuymvlmdayuf9rxf3q==

After Ye Wuya finished speaking leisurely, he took another bite of delicious venison, smacking his lips and enjoying himself.

(三七 Chinese.)