Heavenly Star

“My lord! Madam... Young Master, we see Young Master! ”

The two housekeepers came in panting at the same time and started screaming in fear as soon as they entered the courtyard door. Successive shouts spread all over the Ye Palace, even those who were quiet as rocks on weekdays, the blind light and dark guards looked at each other, and their faces revealed incredible divinity. After more than a year of vanishing, everyone knew that 89 out of 10 had been killed. Are these speculations false?

Ye Jia's backyard rushed out a shadow. He quickly walked to the two men, lifting one with one hand, and staring at them fiercely said: “What are you talking about? Say it again! If you mess with me, believe it or not, I'll kill you right now. ”

This is a middle-aged man, forty years old and younger, with a star eyebrow and a white face. You can imagine a beautiful man when he was younger, and he grabbed his collar lightly and held them in his hand, as if it wasn't two people, but two chickens. He surrounded himself with a virtual slaughter atmosphere, which was never born to possess, but had to go through countless war fires, hand dyed countless blood to form, at this time, accidentally let it down, the appalling atmosphere hidden the smell of blood, leaving two people face like earth, not even breathing a breath of atmosphere for a moment.

“Yes, sir... we just saw someone in the street who looks exactly like him... maybe... maybe the young master is back...” said the guy on the left stuttering. As the housekeeper of Ye Fu, it is natural to know the terrible power of this General Ye. Since the loss of the young master, his temper has become obviously grumpy, and the next person in front of him is a chill cicada, not a word dare to say.

After Ye Wei, two people hurried to come, the first was a hurry, it looked like a woman in her thirties - the wife of Ye Wei, the queen of Emperor Wang Bo Wen, the second was an old man, his face was dignified, his head was white, his old body hid a hint of iron blood, it was the Ye Jia Ye who stomped on the whole of Tianlong City to tremble three times,

“Tell me where he is!” Wang Wenqiao rushed up and asked in a trembling tone. I was so excited that I didn't know where to put my hands at once.

The man quickly said: "Madam… is near the Dream Smoke Tower. ”

His voice had just fallen and Wang Wenqiao, who had not left the house for some time, had rushed to the door and could not even speak one more word. Yevy let go of the two and looked at the father behind him. Ye Fu's face was heavy and she sighed softly and said: “It should be a similar person. ”

Mouth sighs, but anyone can hear the excitement in his voice, he is injecting himself, his son, because the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment, if mistaken, the surprise becomes another blow.

A rush of footsteps approached, a young man in his twenties with a steady face and bright eyes, following closely a man dressed as an entourage. Before approaching him, he shouted, “Grandpa, Father, the child heard that Brother Wuchen is back, is it true? ”

Ye Anger shook his head: “It should be just a similar person, otherwise why don't you go home... Yun, go check it out. ”

As Master Ye walked out of Ye Fu Gate, this old man, who had always been steady and heavy, was still calm and proud in the face of the millions of armies, even stumbled hard by the threshold. Even less hope is hope, because, after all, they have not found their only son, and no one has found or seen his body.

And the son of the disappeared Ye family, his name is also Ye Wuchen. Because the moon was empty on the day he was born, but there were no stars. Happy grandson, happy old master Ye also “poetic”, named him Mitsune.

If he could be given another chance to be named, he would prefer to be named "No Disease”, “No Disease” or “No Deficiency”.

At this time, the original sword-breathing atmosphere in front of the Dream Smoke Tower has invisible disappeared for much of the time, and the young man who had held the princess hostage is now holding the white girl's waist and holding the little princess's neck in his hand to chat. Every time he asks a question, the little princess answers nicely, looking like a good girl. Because how could she not be afraid of someone who had stabbed her in the neck and made her cry? It's just that her panicked emotions have faded considerably more than before.

But the body of the princess, although only 13 years old, is not touchable by a man, and this alone is enough to convict him of death, but it is nothing compared to previous abductions and injuries.

Dragon Zhengyang's inner heart is extremely complex, painfully looking for various ways to end the scene. Others are good to say, but he actually cut a knife around the little princess's neck, and everyone in the room could clearly see it, and if it was passed on to the father, there was nothing he could do, even if he wanted to excuse him.

Wushang walked behind Dragon Zhengyang and stared hard at Ye Wuchen, whispering: “His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. ”

Dragon Zhengyang waved his hand and then walked to the sedan, helpless and bitter smile: “Brother Ye, you don't give me face, just hijack me, I thought you were just doing the look, I didn't think you really hurt my sister, hey ~ ~ how can I feel. ”

“Oh?” Ye Wuchen smiled slowly. "I was just having a little fun with Little Sister Phoenix. How could I hurt her if Little Sister Phoenix was so sweet? ”

“Bastard!” Wushang's eyebrows rose upside down and his anger rose. If the little princess hadn't still been in his hands, he would have cut him in half with one knife. “You dare to resist first, hijack the princess later, and then you dare to hurt the princess's golden body, and now you dare not admit it. ”

“Really?” Ye Wuchen glanced at him coldly. The palm covering the little princess's neck gently touched her slender neck, making the poor little princess looking at Long Zhengyang somehow soft all over her body: “So where did I hurt the little princess? ”

Wushang coldly said: "You cut a knife around Her Royal Highness's neck. Everyone can clearly see it. Although it is only a minor injury, the princess's golden body has never dared to hurt anyone. If you fall into my hands, I will pay you back a thousand knives! Hmmm... look at your instrumentation, it turns out you're just a daring little man. ”

Long Zhengyang also frowned and his voice sank low: “What do you mean? Even if you hurt my sister in front of me, I've been thinking about getting rid of you, but you... what a disappointment! ”

Ye Wuchen glanced at him and looked at Wushan's face. “What if there are no marks on the neck of this good little princess? ”

“Then I dug my own eyes!” Wushang is furious to drink!