Chapter 277: Dialogue

Chapter 277: Dialogue

The cold wind gusted, the snow flew, and the sky was hazy like a hideous devil.

Night was quietly falling, looking at those busy figures, Ye Chen felt a trace of warmth that he had not seen for a long time.

Now, he is already the second layer of the Qi Martial Realm, and in the eyes of ordinary people, this is undoubtedly the existence of a strong man, but while he has gained cultivation, he has also lost the life of an ordinary person.

This world is so realistic, if you want to be strong, you must abandon the comfortable life of ordinary people.

In the evening breeze, those candles fluttering in the wind kept flickering, and walking alone on the stone path, Ye Chen could vaguely hear the laughter of children in the surrounding attic.

The soul power surged towards the surroundings like cháo water, his eyes slowly closed, Ye Chen did not return to the courtyard, but walked aimlessly through the Ye family manor.

A few moments later, a cold cheer suddenly sounded in the night: "Stop, this is the important place of the family!"

Almost at the same time, two sharp wind-breaking sounds suddenly sounded, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes, and under his gaze, two figures emerged, and they were two underworld guards.

However, when the two underworld guards saw the comer, their bodies were shocked, and their eyes were full of fanaticism, and they said respectfully: "I have seen the young family master!"

His eyes were slightly raised, looking at this attic group full of vicissitudes, Ye Chen's eyes couldn't help but have a trace of reminiscence, and he muttered softly: "Ancestral Hall?"

Under the fanatical gaze of the two Pluto Guards, Ye Chen's figure flashed, and he walked towards the ancestral hall, and at the same time, a flat voice came out: "You two are vigilant xìng good!"

Hearing this, the two Pluto Guards shook again, and their faces were full of flattered expressions, and they could be praised by the first person in the family.

The ancestral hall is as always, and the snow above the void adds a bit of loneliness to the originally silent ancestral hall.

Standing on the stone road, Ye Chen couldn't help but think of the first time he came to the ancestral hall in front of his eyes, bent over, picked up the snow on the ground, and muttered softly: "It's never changed! It's just that there are a lot of tablets inside!"

The cold wind was whistling, and suddenly, Ye Chen's figure suddenly stopped, looking at the brightly lit ancestral hall, and a trace of surprise couldn't help but appear on his face.

In front of the brightly lit ancestral hall, a figure emerged, but the figure was sitting in a wheelchair.

At the same time, Ye Chen's footsteps also alarmed the person, and almost at the same time, they looked at each other, and it was Ye Tian.

The once high-spirited son of the Ye family is now left with the lower half of his body and can only be accompanied by a wheelchair, and the once proud god has also receded on that young face, replaced by haggard and gloomy.

Looking down at that face, the slender tuǐ fell to the ground weakly, and Ye Chen could feel that the tuǐ were lifeless.

While Ye Chen was looking at Ye Tian, Ye Tian also looked at Ye Chen who suddenly appeared with a complicated face.

Once upon a time, I was looking down on everyone like him!

Once upon a time, I was as high-spirited as him!

However, that was only once, Ye Tian knew that he would not be able to catch up with Ye Chen in this life, even if he didn't even have the qualifications to look up to him, how sad it was.

The cold wind was still roaring unscrupulously, rolling up the snow between the two, but the snow could not cover the eyes of the two, and they were all complicated eyes.

Xue Huā fell weakly on the shoulders of the two, and after a few moments, Ye Tian's gaze changed from the initial complexity to the current calmness, nodded at Ye Chen, and said lightly: "You are here!"

"En!" Seeing the calmness on Ye Tian's face, Ye Chen couldn't help but have a trace of surprise in his eyes, but seeing that there was no one else's breath around, a trace of doubt couldn't help but appear in the corners of his eyes.

Sensing Ye Chen's suspicions, Ye Tian pushed the wheelchair, patted the snow on his shoulder, and chuckled: "I suddenly missed my mother, so I came to see him!"

Hearing this, looking along Ye Tian's line of sight, there was a plaque, and the plaque was engraved with several big characters: Ye Wen's wife Huang Yue!

Since Ye Chen crossed into this world, he has never seen Ye Tian's mother, and I heard that Ye Tian's mother was assassinated and killed during an outing, therefore, Ye Muwan and Ye Tian have been motherless since they were children, which is a bit similar to themselves, at this moment, Ye Chen's mind does not have a vague face, the mother he has never met.

With a slight glance, there was a row of new plaques around the plaque, on which were carved a few big characters: Li Qian, the mother of Ye Tian!

"Li Qian!" Ye Chen's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of reminiscence, was he the NV who once bullied Lan Gu?

"When I was still ignorant, my mother had already passed away, and my life from xiǎo was taken care of by Aunt Li, in my heart, she was no different from my mother!" Ye Tian's eyes also looked at the plaque, and a trace of unwillingness appeared in his eyes, if his strength was a little stronger, then maybe Li Qian would be able to survive, hearing this, Ye Chen sighed lightly, and he also knew the reason why Ye Tianshuang was abolished.

"Ye Chen!" Suddenly, Ye Tian turned around, looked at Ye Chen with a solemn face, and said in a deep voice, "Is my father dead or alive?"

The cold wind gusted, and the whirring sound was still around his ears, Ye Chen looked up at the plaques, and did not answer Ye Tian, he also wanted to know whether Ye Wen was alive or alive.

"Although Elder Taishang said that my father is in retreat to impact the Soul Martial Realm, I still don't believe it!" Under the candlelight, Ye Tian couldn't help but have a trace of ridicule on his face: "Perhaps, the news released by Elder Taishang can deceive others, but it can't fool me, can't I, as a son, even know the life and death of my biological father?"

"Why do you say that the news he released is fake?" Retracting his thoughts, Ye Chen also looked at Ye Tian and said lightly.

"Whether my father is in retreat or not, there is one day when he will definitely not retreat, and that is today!" Ye Tian said in a firm tone, while pushing the wheelchair, the rollers rolled slowly, in this silent ancestral hall, it seemed extremely harsh, his right hand was slightly raised, Ye Tian pointed to the attic on the far right and said in a deep voice: "For more than ten years, my father has locked himself in that attic every day he arrives, even if he is in retreat!"

"Today!" Suddenly, Ye Chen's body trembled suddenly, isn't today the day his mother died?

"You also know why it's today, I know from xiǎo that my father respects my mother, but that's just respect, there is no love, the NV person in my father's heart is always your mother, which is one of the reasons why I'm jealous of you!" Ye Tian's eyes showed a hint of reminiscence, and his tone was slightly complicated: "This is also the reason why I am sure that my father has not returned to the family yet, Ye Chen, please tell me, whether my father is alive or dead!" Saying that, Ye Tian's eyes were fixed on Ye Chen, and in this regard, Ye Chen sighed lightly, shook his head, and said, "Life and death are uncertain!"

Hearing this, Ye Tian's originally haggard face was like dead ashes, his body trembled, his eyes looked at Ye Chen blankly, and he muttered softly: "Life and death are uncertain!"

Even though I knew the facts, there was still a glimmer of hope in my heart, but when I heard it with my own ears, there was no hope.

"Thank you!" Shaking the wheelchair, Ye Tian's figure walked slowly towards the stone path, gradually disappearing from Ye Chen's sight, and in the dark night, the sound of the wheelchair rubbing against the ground drifted with the wind.

The cold wind swept up the snow all over the ground, and in Ye Chen's eyes, Ye Tian no longer had the high-spirited appearance of the past, but was like an old man in the twilight, lifeless.

"The Ye family will ask you in the future, I hope you don't disappoint your father!" The wind whirred, mixed with Ye Tian's slightly deep voice.

It wasn't until Ye Tian's figure disappeared that Ye Chen withdrew his gaze, looked at the hazy sky, and said lightly: "I will!"

Sighing lightly, Ye Chen did not turn around, but walked towards the attic, his right hand raised slightly, pushing the slightly heavy big mén, the wooden mén rubbed against the floor and made a gurgling sound.

Before stepping into the attic, a faint fragrance came to my face, and the light in the entire attic was dim.

Stepping into the attic, the whole room is simply decorated, with nothing but a table.

On the table, there is an inkstone, and a little rice paper, and those faint fragrances are emitted from the inkstone, the scent of ink.

After his gaze swept lightly over the four corners of the room, Ye Chen's gaze fell on the wall in front of his desk, and a picture scroll hung on the yellowed wall.

Through those faint rays of light, the picture scroll is faintly visible, and on the picture scroll, Shi NV dances, like the light clouds covering the moon, fluttering like the snow of the wind.

The body was huge, although he had never seen the NV on the scroll before, Ye Chen recognized her identity at a glance