Martial God Space

As the so-called expert's shot, there is only no. Ye Xiwen's shot, Bill can immediately judge, this young senior in Tsing Yi in front of him, compared to hundreds of years ago, Xiuwei is afraid to go further.

It must be known that hundreds of years ago, he did not have such a relaxed and sequelae to suppress the curse in the young master's body. It is enough to see that during these times, he was only afraid of becoming stronger.

Zi Hongyun didn't think so much at this time, only felt unprecedentedly comfortable at the moment, although now he could barely suppress the curse in his body by virtue of his own cultivation practice, but he could not experience any fluctuations, otherwise he might immediately relapse, He was in a state of oppression at all times. Like Ye Xiwen, it made him a lot easier.

However, he also knows that his own problems can only be eliminated slowly by his own cultivation. If others can eradicate them, they have already been eradicated, but even then he has been very satisfied, because he must know the original Those big men's diagnosis will not last long.

Being able to live to the present, he is very satisfied.

"Brother Wen, you come with me. My dad is very happy when he knows you are here!" Zi Hongyun said quickly.

"Your father?" Ye Xiwen frowned slightly. Ye Xiwen's original plan was just to look at Zi Hongyun, and did not want to see other people in the Zi family.

But now that Zi Hongyun has said so, Ye Xiwen will not object.

A group of people traversed the entire weir and went directly into the old house of Zijia deep in the weir.

In the eyes of ordinary people, there may be nothing unusual at all, but in Ye Xiwen's eyes, it can be said that there are huge enchantments covering the entire house of the purple family in the sky, many of which are arranged at the level of gods.

Zijia can dominate the Yandutian, not all accidents, but has strong strength.

I am afraid that the strength possessed by the Purple Family is already comparable to the ordinary first-class martial arts. Of course, due to the restrictions of the Emperor Road, it is impossible to reach the level of the Feng Wang Sect.

A group of talents had just arrived at the gate. A middle-aged man in a purple robe was already waiting at the gate. When the people met each other, they were a little stunned.

Because Ye Xiwen and Zi Hongyun are strangely similar to the middle-aged man in the purple robe. Although they are not the ten-to-ten similarities, they also have four or five points of similarity.

It was even stranger when Bill remembered this moment at this time. It was normal for Zi Hongyun to be similar to the middle-aged man in that purple robe, because they were father and son, but Ye Xiwen was what happened.

Or the middle-aged man in the purple robe first responded and said: "Here is the father of Hongyun. Thank you for your help. I don't know who your senior is?"

The middle-aged man in the purple robe saw Ye Xiwen resembling himself, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was any conspiracy. After all, the other party helped his son for no reason. After hundreds of years, he came out automatically. It doesn't look right.

Although he suspected that the benefactor was wrong, so many years of experience told him that there was no unreasonable hatred, no unreasonable love, and the big family of the Purple Family could not help him being careless.

Ye Xiwen paused and hesitated for a moment. He knew that the people who were chasing himself were not afraid, but he was not afraid that the people of the Purple Family would come to kill them because they knew their name. Then they were looking for death.

He was worried that if Wu Zimo and others knew that they had established a foothold here, it would bring disaster to the Purple Family.

Wu Ziyu died in his own hands, and with Wu Zimo's character, he certainly would not give up.

Ye Xiwen's pause fell in the eyes of the middle-aged man in the purple robe, and there was even a little more doubt. Is it really that the comer is not good? If this is the case, it would be bad.

"In the next Ye Xiwen!" After thinking for a while, Ye Xiwen decided to say his name. He had already noticed the skeptical look of the other party. Anyway, he didn't have any shameful eyes, and naturally he could not care about it at this time.

"What..." The middle-aged man in the purple robe was suddenly shocked, and even had some tears in his eyes. He had just learned from his son Zi Hongyun what his brother's name was, and the specific name was who was not known at all. of.

I didn't expect it to be such a name.

This name is no stranger, and it can even be said to be familiar with it. In recent rumors, he alone has taken up more than half of his affair. Even if their purple family is only aboriginal in the Emperor Road, they have to attention.

But the reason for his real tears was not the other, but that he had a son, also called Ye Xiwen.

But that was all thousands of years ago. If according to normal circumstances, his exile son should have died.

According to the martial arts level of the Yuan dynasty, there is even an old master of a holy realm. Even if his son is at the top of his cultivation, it is only a thousand years of life.

That's why he really died, he didn't look for it, and poured all his emotions on his only son.

Although he hasn't verified it yet, he has already confirmed that it is Ye Xiwen, and at the same time, this appearance looks like his own when he was young.

Zi Hongyun was a little strange. His father was always extremely majestic, and his emotions were inexpressible. How could he be so excited when he heard a name.

Ye Xiwen is also confused, even if he is very famous recently, do not need to burst into tears. Suddenly, a thought in his mind is like a lightning that cuts through the night sky. It flashes in his heart and will never waver again. went.

There was a conjecture in his mind. Was he actually his physical father, Ye Junshan failed?

Thinking of this, his long-pressed feelings suddenly poured into his brain, and he even felt a bit of tears in his eyes unconsciously.

Ye Xiwen's palm turned over, and a jade pendant appeared in his hand. He asked, "This jade pendant..."

His voice was a little trembling, and he seemed desperate to get the answer he wanted.

"That's right, that's right, you are really my son!" Ye Junshan put Ye Xiwen in his arms, his expression very excited.

In his mind, Ye Xiwen should have been a dead person. Perhaps if he had descendants, it might have been passed down for several generations, but he did not expect that today he could suddenly see his biological son who had been separated for many years.

Originally, when he first heard Ye Xiwen's name, it was still hundreds of years ago. At that time, Ye Xiwen had just passed the name of the first person in the contemporary on Electoral Road, but at that time, he did not go in this direction at all. Think about it, only if it is the same name and surname.

After all, he placed Ye Xiwen in the Yuan Dynasty among the real martial arts world. That place was too remote for the heavens and the world.

If he had not accidentally learned that there was a god battlefield nearby, he would not have come to Zhenwu Realm, nor would he have met Ye Kongming.

The laws of the Zhenwu Realm are all broken, even if you practice to death, it is just a detachment, and it is impossible to enter the Electoral Road. Although he hopes that Ye Xiwen is his child, reason also tells him that it is not at all. possible.

But I never imagined that the most unlikely thing in his mind had happened, and that the famous Ye Xiwen was really his son.

Zi Hongyun and Bill on the side were completely dumbfounded. What happened? Did the two know each other before?

But the two people looked at each other in a dialogue like a dumb puzzle, and they both had a feeling of madness, and they couldn't really understand exactly what their relationship was.

At this time, Ye Xiwen couldn't hide the excitement in his heart. Although he was born again, he had already merged into one. The two are one. There is no difference between them. Moreover, after he returned to the earth, his parents died early. He was extremely sorry for him, so he inevitably regarded Ye Junshan as his father.

At this point, he could not tell whether it was the original owner's feelings, or his own feelings, or both, mixed together.

It's just that he is still confused, a lot of unsolved mysteries. The news he got from the ancient Ye family is that Ye Xukong devoted himself to the demon world, but Ye Xiwen did not find a little bit of news about Ye Xukong in the demon world.

In fact, Ye Xiwen has traveled through many worlds, but he has never received a little news from Ye Junshan. He even thought that Ye Junshan was actually a mortal.

Although Ye Junshan is a famous Gedai Wizard, but with his strength at that time, he was devoted to the demon world. I am afraid that it can only be a dead end. If he wants to survive, it may only be like the legend of the Ye family. The Demon Race is over.

For Ye Xiwen, even if he had surrendered to the Demon Clan, even if he was poked at the backbone, it was better than passing away. Everything that Ye Xiwen did for the ancients, even if Ye Junshan really surrendered to the Demon Clan, it was nothing.

What he didn't even think of was that Ye Junshan would actually appear in the Emperor Road, just like Ye Junshan was extremely surprised that Ye Xiwen broke through the real martial arts to the so-called contemporary first person. He also wondered why Ye Junshan appeared on Xuandi Road.

What's more, he also became the master of the Yandu Zi family and gave birth to Zi Hongyun, very strange in his heart.

He is not without doubt in his heart. After all, this little guy is too close to himself, and the long one is so similar. When he reached his point of cultivation, he has long understood that there is no hate for no reason, and there is no love for no reason. Among them, there must be a connection that he can't calculate, but the little guy's surname is Zi instead of the surname Ye, so he just thinks that it is really just a long image.